Mu Zi stayed in the hospital for three days. Murong Cheng had never been to the hospital except for the first day he visited her.

Bai Wei was quite critical about this, wondering if Murong Cheng had hooked up with another girl outside.

It's because Murong Cheng's reputation has always been too bad, even if it has improved in the past six months, Bai Wei can't help but want to get crooked.

Although he was dissatisfied with his son's promiscuity, but at any rate his daughter's reputation was preserved, Bai Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After the mother and daughter returned home, Mu Zi found that two trees near the Xiaoyang Building were gone. Instead, there were two rose bushes.

The leaves of the rose are still lingering, apparently not long after they were planted.

Bai Wei complained next to her: "At the beginning, he asked him not to plant trees, not only blocked his vision, but also blocked the sun. He didn't listen. Now summer is here, when the shade is needed, he just cut the tree again... "

Mu Zi listened silently, pursing his lips and smiling.

Although he doesn't know the intention of planting and cutting trees, Mu Zi has a kind of intuition, which must be related to him.

Thinking that this person can really bear it, the matter of saving her has not been mentioned so far, but has been silently guarding her quietly.

Why is Murong Cheng so selfless?

Hmph, he is not selfless, he is the person who is most capable of repaying favors.

Mu Zi's thoughts turned, somehow, she missed him a bit.

She went back to the room and called Murong Cheng while Bai Wei was away.

The phone was connected, and there was noisy on the other end, and the broadcast was heard in the noisy.

Mu Zi was stunned, and asked strangely: "Are you at the airport?"

"Well, I'm here to send Huo Lin and Sarah." Murong Cheng said.

The original plan was that the four people should go to France together, but Mu Zi suddenly fell ill and planned to die. Only Huo Lin and Sarah returned to France as planned.

Mu Zi remembered that Murong Cheng said that he was going to France to register for marriage. If he could not go now, would he be very irritable?

Haha...

It's really strange, why is she so gloating when she thinks of Murong Cheng's violent thunder?

"When are you coming back?" Mu Zi asked him.

There was a smile in Murong Cheng's voice: "Do you miss me?"

Mu Zi stood by the window and looked down. The two rose bushes didn't notice anything just now. Looking down from the upper floor, they could see that they were two hearts.

One is his and the other is hers.

The corners of Mu Zi's mouth can't help but turn up, smiling sweetly.

"I don't want you!" she smiled.

"ZiZi, your mouth is dishonest." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi sneered: "You are not honest, you are not honest all over!"

On the other end of the phone, Murong Cheng's low laughter sounded, warm and mellow, as she got into Mu Zi's ears, her cheeks getting hot.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to read a book!" She blushed and hung up forcibly, and then clutched her hot face, without recovering for a long time.

Obviously nothing...

But her reaction was so big...

"I hate it." Mu Zi whispered, not knowing what he was complaining about.

...

Mu Zi read a book for a day, took a nap, and was in good condition.

When she was no longer dizzy , there was a faint fragrance of roses lingering around her body, sweet, faint, if not, like her mood at the moment, there is a kind of indescribable light and erratic.

But she knew that this must be an illusion.

The roses under the window have just been transplanted, but the flowers have not bloomed. How can you smell the fragrance of flowers?

The mood of love is at stake...

"Murong Cheng retreats, retreats! Concentrate on reading!"

Mu Zi felt aroused in her heart, and quickly condensed her mind and refused to continue to commit nympho.

"Illegal detention and other illegal deprivation or restriction of citizens’ personal freedom is prohibited... Article 38 of the Constitution... The personal dignity of citizens is inviolable... Article 39 of the Constitution..."

Recitation continued in the room.