Chapter 554: How Beautiful the Stars Are
After dinner, the two of them were full, sitting next to each other by the floor-to-ceiling windows and watching the stars.
Murong Cheng pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "That's Orion over there... the one next to it is Andromeda..."
Mu Zi thinks it's so romantic, cuddling up with someone she likes and looking at the stars...
"Where's the one over there?" Mu Zi leaned in his arms, pointing to the other side, "What constellation is that?"
Murong Cheng said: "Crow."
Mu Zi was a little puzzled: Is there such a constellation as Corvus?
She tentatively asked again: "What about the one on the left?"
"Hydra Constellation." Murong Cheng said casually.
Mu Zi pinched his arm: "You are completely nonsense! I can't even recognize the Big Dipper!"
Murong Cheng smiled: "It's just looking at the stars, why are you so serious, I think it looks like a snake, the head is raised up, and the tail is coiled up underneath."
"Is it reasonable for you to talk nonsense?" Mu Zi was angry and funny, she had never seen such a scoundrel as Murong Cheng.
"It's so hard, it's swollen..." Murong Cheng pretended to be in pain, "I married a tigress, and I was abused every day."
"Nonsense!" Mu Zi thumped him twice.
"Look! I'm being abused again!" Murong Cheng complained.
Mu Zi didn't hit him, and it didn't matter if he didn't hit him, so he could only stare at him angrily.
He said he married a tigress.
She was compared to a tigress when she was angry, and at the same time, she felt a little strange, like a feather gently brushing over the tip of her heart, slightly itchy, and there was an indescribable joy.
...Will he marry her?
Knowing that the hope is slim, she has a kind of blind trust in him, as if no matter the identity of the head of the family or the relationship between siblings, he will easily resolve it, and then...marry her, and they will be together in an open and aboveboard ever since.
Mu Zi sat up slightly, "Roll up your sleeves, let me see if it's really swollen."
Murong Cheng stretched out his arm for her to check.
The sleeves are rolled up layer by layer, revealing the tight skin, and every line of the strong forearm is full of strength.
"I knew you were lying to me." Muzi deliberately hit his arm hard twice, "It's like a piece of iron, how can it be swollen from a pinch."
Murong Cheng said: "You have pinched me too much, this place is not swollen, but other places are also swollen."
"Where is the swelling?" Mu Zi asked.
Murong Cheng made a gesture to untie his belt.
Mu Zi shyly pushed him down angrily: "You bastard! You are the one who spoils the scenery the most!"
Murong Cheng laughed out loud, counterattacked, pressed Mu Zi under him and kissed wildly.
Mu Zi struggled, but Murong Cheng clasped his hands.
The wooden floor was covered with a snow-white rabbit down blanket, soft and warm, and Mu Zi's loose black hair reflected each other, like a black and white ink painting, and she was the fairy in the painting, showing sweet shyness under him , like the purest color, blooming with the most extreme enchantment.
Murong Cheng's throat tightened, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.
He doubted more and more whether he could survive until the day she turned eighteen.
He stared blankly, the intense warmth in his eyes made Muzi dare not look directly at him, turned his head to look at the bright stars outside the window, and said, "Look, those stars are so beautiful."
Murong Cheng followed her gaze and asked with a smile, "Do you know what constellation that is?"
Mu Zi's clear eyes moved, overflowing with a smile: "You know?"
"Of course I know." He leaned over and bit her earlobe lightly, "That's Mu Zizuo."
"You're talking nonsense again." Mu Zi scolded, "I didn't even ask if Xing Xing would like to name it randomly."
When I raised my eyes to look at those stars again, my cheeks felt a hot mist and felt slightly hot. She turned sideways with her back to Murong Cheng, not wanting him to see her blushing face.
I can't help remembering those stars in my heart: that's Muzi constellation.