Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

The dress gradually peeled off, and Mu Zi held Murongcheng's hand in a panic: "I...I want to take a bath first."

Her palms were hot, and her body was sweaty.

With makeup on my face, my skin is not breathable and comfortable.

To fix the hair style, a lot of hair spray is used.

Mu Zi thought again that she was wearing pantyhose with a waist effect under her skirt.

——Too annoying, she didn't want to let Murong Cheng see the ridiculous flesh-colored pantyhose at this critical moment!

In short, Mu Zi felt that nothing was right, she was not ready yet.

For his first time, Mu Zi strives for perfection...

Murong Cheng put his arms around her waist and smiled and said, "Let's wash together."

"No." Mu Zi blushed and pushed him away, "washing with you is a waste of water!"

She ran into the bathroom, locked the door with her backhand, her heart pounding.

She didn’t hear the noise outside for a long time, and her mood gradually calmed down. She brushed her teeth seriously, took a bath and scrubbed carefully, and even washed her hair meticulously, but she didn’t have time to dry it, so she wiped it half-dry with a towel. Then came out wrapped in a bath towel.

Murong Cheng had been sitting by the bed waiting for her, surprisingly patient.

There is a wine bottle on the low cabinet beside him, half a glass of wine in the glass, the color is enchanting and gorgeous.

Murong Cheng pulled her into her arms and sat down and gave her a sip of wine.

"You seem to be nervous. Drinking can be courageous." He stared at her with a smile, his eyes were evil and enchanting, one hand rubbed her back without hurriedly, and with a little force, the bath towel was loosened.

For unknown reasons, Mu Zi hugged Murong Cheng's neck swiftly, buried his head on his shoulders and neck, and closed his eyes, as if too shy.

Her cheeks were scorching hot and scorching hot.

Then she felt herself being picked up, the bath towel completely slipped off, and Murong Cheng placed her on the soft bed...

Murong Cheng moved gently, and treated her carefully and patiently.

Her breathing gradually became messy, she gasped slightly, she was ignorant, did not dare to open her eyes, and subconsciously followed his lead.

Only later became more and more anxious, Murong Cheng was in chaos, and Mu Zi was also chaos.

During the period, she heard Murong Cheng calling her name, the voice was very light and light, and it seemed to be very hard, as if to imprint the name on her heart and her bones.

Mu Zi finally plucked up the courage to open his eyes.

She saw thin beads of sweat slip off his handsome cheeks, somehow, her heart suddenly became soft.

"Murong Cheng..." She hugged him tightly, just feeling that everything was worth it.

Not in vain this rebirth.

It's not in vain that she loves him.

...

After it was over, both of them were exhausted.

Murong Cheng had to endure very hard for a long time, and in the end he dared to indulge a little bit. After such a pity, Mu Zi was still exhausted and exhausted.

In retrospect, she actually didn't exert much effort, just like a poor young grass, it collapsed on the ground after being baptized by the thunderstorm.

Mu Zi felt that way now.

Murong Cheng helped her wipe her body and coaxed her up for dinner.

Mu Zi was indeed a little hungry, but she was exhausted, and her body was limp. She shook her head in the pillow, and the urn replied, "I will eat later."

She lay on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously, and when she opened her eyes, it was already eight o'clock in the night.

Murong Cheng lay beside her with his warm palms on her belly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Perceiving her waking up, Murong Cheng smiled and gently pinched her nose, and said: "Physical fitness is too bad!"

Mu Zi slept for a while, gained strength, and immediately replied unceremoniously: "You are too much!"

"If I'm too much, do you think you can still get up?" Murong Cheng shamelessly suppressed her, "Or I'm too much now?"

He never seemed to be ashamed of this kind of thing, but triumphant, and a little bit stinky.

Mu Zi couldn't laugh or cry, and pushed his face hard: "Get up! I'm going to eat!"