Chapter 525: The most noble thing

She didn't want to go that far with Mu Zening.
Although Qiao Jingjia knew that her relationship with Mu Zening was on the verge of rupture, or...has been shattered.
But she has always been lucky, always feeling that she might wait until a certain opportunity to make Mu Zening accept herself again. In fact, she also knows that this hope is very slim...
But if you really did what Xiao Wanwan said, and used a handle to coerce Ze Ning, then even this last gleam of hope would be gone.
"No need to mention this!" Qiao Jingjia warned her sharply.
Xiao Wanwan shrugged and smiled, "It's up to you."
...
On the night of March 31st, Mu Zi took out the dress he was going to wear the next day and tried it on again.
The skirt is very long and needs high heels.
Mu Zi bought a pair of silver-white high heels for this beautiful dress. She walked a few steps back and forth in front of the mirror and checked—the clothes were all right, but the high heels were uncomfortable.
She usually doesn't wear high-heeled shoes in school, so now she wears high-heeled shoes once in a while, which is very uncomfortable.
Mu Zi thought to herself, as long as she walked as little as possible tomorrow, it shouldn't be a big problem. Anyway, she doesn't dance. The banquet is nothing more than sitting and eating.
Thinking about it this way and getting ready, Mu Zi stretched out his hand to pull the zipper on the back, ready to take off the dress.
At this moment, Murong Cheng suddenly opened the door and came in.
Mu Zi's eyes widened in surprise, "You... why are you back?"
Tomorrow is his big day, don't you need to stay at the manor to prepare?
Murong Cheng locked the door with his backhand, walked over without saying a word, picked up her, and kissed her on the bed.
Mu Zi was scrupulous about the dress and wanted to avoid it, but Murong Cheng's breath was everywhere, his lips were rubbed wanton, and the hot breath brushed her skin, as if it could burn her.
"I really miss you." He murmured in a dumb voice, his palm pierced into his clothes somehow, rubbing her slightly rough fingertips, causing her to shudder.
"Stop...Stop, my clothes..." Mu Zi didn't dare to struggle too hard. The dress was too expensive and a little bit of force might break the curve of the whole shape.
Murong Cheng answered perfunctorily, but kept kissing, "I will buy another one..."
"Asshole, I will wear it tomorrow." Mu Zi pinched his face and forbade him to kiss again. "Even if you buy another one, it will be different from Sarah's one!"
"What if it's different?" Murong Cheng ignored it.
Mu Zi froze, thinking about it, the engagement is not a real engagement, the bridesmaid is not a real bridesmaid, and the bridesmaid dresses are different, so naturally it doesn’t matter...
Surprised, Murong Cheng ate a lot of tofu.
"Stop it!" Mu Zi regained his senses, and was finally agitated, "The clothes are going to be wrinkled!"
Murong Cheng gave her a hard kiss on her lips before she stood up reluctantly, her eyes still hot, and said fiercely: "Someday you will be unable to get out of bed!"
Mu Zi got up and checked his dress, angrily and funny, "You can't have lofty ideals? These dirty things are in my mind every day!"
Murong Cheng laughed: "For me, this is the most noble thing."
Mu Zi rolled her eyes anger.
With her back to Murong Cheng, she took off her dress, put on her pajamas, and asked, "You haven't said yet, why are you running back now? Tomorrow is the banquet, don't you need to go back to prepare?"
"Um... go home later." Murong Cheng stared at her snow-white back, thin waist, slender legs... his mouth was dry and almost lost.
When he recovered, he had already hugged Mu Zi.
Mu Zi frowned and looked at him with warnings in his eyes.
Murong Cheng sighed softly in his heart, knowing that if the trouble goes on, Mu Zi will definitely be angry, and he pulled back his hand from his clothes, and instead helped her tie the buttons.