Chapter 948: Off work

Murong Cheng returned to the ward and talked to Mu Zi about the marriage.
He has a serious expression and a sense of worry: "It is a little bit reluctant to rely on the salary to buy a wedding house, prepare a dowry, and then buy a restaurant. In case the wedding effect is compromised because of this, it will be too much. The gain is not worth the loss. When you turn around, tell him, I will make up for where the money is not enough. I see him like that, as if he has to fill his head.
Mu Zi was amused by him.
When she laughed, she touched the wound on her abdomen, and her breath was so painful that Murong Cheng asked her what's wrong.
Mu Zi smiled and waved his hands: "Just invite a few friends to have a meal, there is really no need to be so fanatical."
Murong Cheng said, "This thing can't be shabby anymore."
"I don't feel shabby." Mu Zi said sincerely, "As long as we can be together, this is enough. The blessings of friends are of course the icing on the cake. As for other irrelevant people, they just join in the fun. Meaning, it's just a waste of money."
"You started saving money for me without marrying me?" Murong Cheng teased her.
Mu Zi wanted to stretch out his hand and pinch his face to see how thick his face was, but he was worried that it would hurt the wound again.
"Come here." Mu Zi hooked his finger at him.
Murong Cheng moved closer.
Mu Zi said again, "Get closer."
Murong Cheng smiled and got closer to her.
Mu Zi bit his face with one bite, and then chuckled twice: "The skin is thicker than the city wall, so I can't bite it!"
"Nonsense." Murong Cheng said, "That's because you didn't bite the right place."
After that, she shamelessly sent her lips over, opened her mouth to hook her tongue, and ate for a while.
He was not honest every time he kissed. He moved his position after kissing, licking his earlobes, biting his neck, as if treating her as a delicacy, and tasting it all over.
Mu Zi still remembered that he had been lying on the hospital bed for three days.
Although I have been in the hospital bed and didn't sweat much, but I didn't take a bath for three days.
"It's dirty." Mu Zi whispered, gently pushing his head buried in his neck.
Murong Cheng sucked her neck carefully, the taste was soft and tender, he was reluctant to let go, and replied vaguely: "I'm not washing her for you..."
"You are disgusting." Mu Zi scolded him with a smile, "Don't make trouble."
Murong Cheng reluctantly let go.
"I'll scrub it for you in a while?" Murong Cheng held a handful of her hair, stroked her finger lightly, and asked her, "Do you want to wash your hair too?"
"I want the nurse to help me wash it." Mu Zi couldn't stop raising the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile, "You are uneasy and kind, I don't want you to wash it!"
Murong Cheng suddenly turned around and walked out without saying a word.
After a while, he returned to the ward and told Mu Zi: "The nurse is off work."
Mu Zi was stunned, and then realized that Murong Cheng had driven away the caregiver. He was angry and wanted to laugh.
What a rascal!
She thought so, and she felt a little sweetness in her heart, inexplicably feeling this way.
I never thought that in the rest of my life, I would have to laugh and fight with a rogue.
At night, Murong Cheng finally succeeded.
He locked the door behind him, untied Mu Zi's clothes, and helped her scrub her head to toe.
The wound was wrapped in bandages and could not be touched with water. Murong Cheng carefully avoided it, but when he wiped it nearby, his breathing became apparently heavy, and a haze gathered between his brows.
Mu Zi turned his face to the side.
Both thought of the same person-Mu Zening.
They had all been wary of Mu Zening, but they didn't expect Mu Zening to kill Mu Zi. Not only Mu Zi didn't expect it, Murong Cheng didn't expect it either.
"Will he come back?" Mu Zi murmured.
"He had better not come back, otherwise I can only abandon the oath." Murong Cheng said, tied her clothes buttons one by one, and then bowed her head and kissed her chin, lips, eyes...
He promised Mu Zi that he would never take the initiative to kill.