Chapter 886 Driving a Fake Car

After drinking four glasses of vodka one after another, Murong Cheng's face turned a little red, and a drunken state appeared in his eyes, unexpectedly handsome and charming.

Mu Zi stared at him obsessively, Murong Cheng's eyes were deep, reflecting her ruddy face, in his eyes only her appearance seemed extraordinarily affectionate, Mu Zi's heart was like a deer bumping wildly.

She loves him more than he loves her.

Murong Cheng lowered his head and kissed her, covered with warm breath, with a strong aroma of wine, Mu Zi became slightly drunk, or because of the two sips of wine just now, his head became confused, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

He teased her round earlobes with the tip of his tongue, and coaxed hoarsely, "Go back to your room?"

Mu Zi hooked his neck, buried her head in silence, and only let out a soft "hmm".

She no longer rejects that matter, but if she really wants to do it, she always feels that there is a lack of an opportunity, an atmosphere... I can't tell the specifics, it may be a word, or a look, an opportunity that can ignite passion.

Alcohol stimulates one's indulgence, and also makes Mu Zi temporarily forget her reserve, she melts under Murong Cheng's kiss little by little, and her rationality also melts into this mingling of water and milk, without any trace.

Slight numb trembling, walking along the limbs, Mu Zi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and softly hummed his name like a kitten: "Murong Cheng...Murong Cheng..."

As for why she called him, she didn't know, she only knew that the atmosphere was getting better and better, and the two of them lost themselves.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang in the room, which was extremely piercing.

Mu Zi was awakened, and pushed Murong Cheng away to answer the phone.

There is nothing more disappointing than this!

Murong Cheng dragged her back, pressed her under him and kissed, "Leave it alone..."

Mu Zi didn't want to worry about it either, but the bell rang again and again, just like urging her to die, it really affected the atmosphere!

She barely had one hand free, grabbed the phone randomly, saw Gu Liang's name displayed on the phone, and said in surprise: "It's Young Master Gu's call."

Gu Liang would not look for Mu Zi for no reason, he must have something to call.

As soon as Mu Zi pressed the answer button, the phone was taken away by Murong Cheng, and he threw it away, and the phone fell on the thick carpet under the bed——

"Don't make trouble, maybe someone is in a hurry... um..."

Mu Zi's lips were sealed by Murong Cheng, she struggled lightly, with little strength, but she was obviously out of shape.

Murong Cheng forcibly put his arms around her and kissed her. Mu Zi seemed to be thinking about the phone, and responded perfunctorily.

Murong Cheng knew that today he would not be able to fulfill his wish again.

He was annoyed and irritable, his body seemed to be on fire, his kisses became more and more chaotic, his breathing was disordered, and the charming atmosphere disappeared.

When Mu Zi managed to get away, she climbed out of bed to pick up her phone, and wanted to call Gu Liang back, but found that the phone was always on the call...

Mu Zi stared blankly at her cell phone, wondering for a while whether she should speak or not.

"Zizi?" On the other side of the phone, Gu Liang's voice was still gentle.

Mu Zi was extremely embarrassed, her voice became hoarse: "Young Master Gu..."

"Is the signal not good just now?" Gu Liang asked her considerately, "I haven't heard you all the time."

"Uh... um, um, the signal is a bit weak." Feeling guilty and embarrassed, Mu Zi hurriedly changed the subject, "Is there something wrong?"

Gu Liang said: "Last time you told me about the travel company, I was watched by someone for a while, and I got a video, which may have captured your mother, are you free now?"

"I'm free, I'll go there now..." Mu Zi hurriedly got up and put on her clothes, and was suddenly attacked by Murong Cheng, "Ah!..."

"Zizi?" Gu Liang asked, "Are you all right?"

"...No, it's okay!" Muzi took a deep breath, trying to stabilize her voice, "Young Master Gu, see you later, I'll hang up first."

She hung up the phone, kicked Murong Cheng's face away, and said angrily, "You did it on purpose!"