What can a future husband ask for?

The last ray of afterglow was swallowed, and night fell.

Mu Qing was sitting on a soft chair with a book in his hand, and seemed to be concentrating on it, but he couldn't read the black and white words on it into his head.

He has lived here for five days. Although he enjoys high-quality service and quality of life, Mu Qing hates the eyes of some people, the kind of contemptuous eyes full of scrutiny, as if he is someone who is up for grabs. The merchandise is the same.

That's fine, at worst, Mu Qing will leave here.But the problem is, Mu Qing can't leave here.This place is huge, even if you spend a day, you may not be able to get to the end. This is the premise of not getting lost.Although the butler's attitude was very respectful, as if "you go as you please", but he would not provide tools to Mu Qing.

——Mu Qing guessed that even if he found the door, he would be brought back.

This sense of confinement disgusted Mu Qing very much.

Mu Qing scratched her hair impetuously, and when she looked up, she realized that it was getting late.As soon as he moved, the maid standing aside immediately asked respectfully: "Young master, do you want to eat?"

Murong didn't know what he had done, there were no more delicate beauties around Mu Qing, but replaced by well-trained and absolutely obedient maids.

"No, I'm not hungry yet." Mu Qing refused to correct her address with a light shake of her head.Just as he was about to ask about Murong's location, a black shadow rushed over.

It really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here.

No need to think about it, here, the only person who can "attack" him so arrogantly is Murong besides Xiao Zi.Mu Qing moved his body quickly to avoid being thrown down, but he was still firmly restrained by the waist.The powerful momentum made Mu Qing's body unbalanced, and he was suddenly pushed down on the back of the chair, and the back of the chair fell backwards. If Murong hadn't supported his head in time, Mu Qing's head would probably make a crisp sound .

Mu Qing pushed someone on him who was pressing down on him, but did not move.From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of the surprised eyes of the maids, squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Go out first."

When Murong was looking for him before, he screened everyone away and opened the barrier. Of course, no one would have any inappropriate thoughts about their way of getting along, but now...Mu Qing has not forgotten his current identity It is Murong's "son". The word incest, no matter in which era it is, is a great crime.

"...Yes." Although the maids felt that this picture was weird, their professionalism prevented them from rejecting the words of the "master".It's just that after going out, this scene will be truthfully passed on to the patriarch's ears.

Before the maids filed out, they felt a powerful force bounce them away, and when they regained their senses, they were already in the corridor, their internal organs had been squeezed vigorously, and a strand of blood It flows slowly from the corner of the mouth.

"...!!!" They couldn't help but look at each other, they could all see the astonishment in each other's eyes and the fear of unknown power.

Mu Qing only felt his eyes go blurry, and suddenly there were no figures of big living people beside him, so he couldn't help turning his eyes to Murong, but saw Murong's unhappy face.

This black face... who the hell is it? It's so brave to provoke Murong. It's really courageous.

Murong didn't speak, just pressed on Mu Qing's body like this, staring at him with dark eyes, as if he had never seen him before, Mu Qing's hairs stood on end.

Finally, Mu Qing's arm was so sore that he couldn't bear it, so he wanted to look away, and said helplessly, "Get up first, my arm is about to break... Who made you angry again? Xiao Zi? He's still young , you don’t understand a lot of things, so don’t argue with him..."

Habitually chattering, Mu Qing only felt that his body was lightened, he had already been pulled up, his mouth was numb, and he had already been gently bitten.Mu Qing hugged Murong's waist back, opened her mouth slightly, and responded to him awkwardly.

Kiss, slowly from soft to intense.It can be felt that the violent breath on Murong's body has been slowly calmed down.

Xiao Zi, in order to appease him, I sacrificed myself again!If it's really your fault, I'll definitely slap you hard in the future!Mu Qing secretly said in her heart.

Murong let go of Mu Qing, rubbed the corners of his lips, his eyes darkened, and the words he threw made Mu Qing faint: "Today, someone came to propose marriage to me."

"—Ah?!" Mu Qing uttered a question word in surprise, followed by the next sentence, "Who's taken a fancy to you?!" There was tension in his tone that he didn't realize.

Muqing thinks casually, someone from tnn proposes to you, and they come to me as if they have been severely offended by someone, berserk your sister!

"It's not about me, it's about you." The more he said, the deeper Murong's tone became, and in the end, Mu Qing could see the little whirlpool in his eyes, which was a sign of his anger.

"...Ah?" Mu Qing was stunned, and uttered a short syllable in a daze.

"That woman said that she has served you, has fallen in love with you, and is willing to follow you for the rest of her life, even if she is only a concubine." When Murong heard these words, he almost smashed the table into powder.

serve?Concubine?Mu Qing shuddered, so which woman said the words about the Virgin Mary and the white lotus that insulted her? !

"I haven't had sex with anyone!" Mu Qing hurriedly clarified herself.

"I know." There was nothing unusual about the contract. If this kind of thing really happened, he would not be as calm as he is now.

Mu Qing is his, no one can covet it!This cognition deepened into Murong's heart day by day, he couldn't bear Mu Qing's affection for other people, getting close to other people, even if he died, Mu Qing would die at his hands.

This is a strong and weird possessive desire, and when Murong noticed it, it had already occupied his thoughts.

Whatever he thinks, he does. Murong has always done whatever he wants without any scruples.

Unaware of what was going on in Murong's mind, Mu Qing suddenly thought of something, "That woman...does she have blond hair, blue eyes, and a mole beside her nose?"

Murong Wei squinted his long and narrow eyes, which were filled with dangerous light, "It's her... who remembers so clearly?"

"This woman designed to seduce me, but I saw through it, and then expelled her." Mu Qing said a little depressed, the damn thing was that time, he found that he couldn't be hard on women! !Nima, he is really bent completely!

Thinking of this incident, Mu Qing felt depressed.Because he didn't look into Murong's eyes, Mu Qing didn't notice the fierce look in Murong's eyes at all.

"Seduce?" Murong Wei raised his brows, suddenly felt that the punishment he gave them was really too light.How bold!

"Uh...you weren't there at that time..." Mu Qing smiled awkwardly, and briefly brought up the matter, "By the way, you didn't agree, did you?"

"Rejected." Murong said bluntly, how could others covet his things? !

"Oh, that's good." Mu Qing nodded, and then urged, "Whoever proposes marriage next time, you can't just agree."

Murong raised his eyebrows and nodded.He won't give him the chance.

"Do you love me?"

Murong's next words made Mu Qing almost choke to death: "Ahem!—what?" Mu Qing thought he was hallucinating.

"You don't love me?" Murong repeated again, his eyes became a little sharper.

The turtle shell mode started, Mu Qing wanted to nod subconsciously, and seeing Murong's sharp knife-like eyes, she changed her mouth again: "Um...Actually, I... like you - why did you suddenly think of this question?"

"What's the difference between love and liking?" Murong automatically ignored the next question.

"Uh..." Mu Qing choked again, how could he explain this proposition?Can't you tell the difference by just feeling it yourself? !

"Love, should it be more advanced than liking?" After thinking for a long time, Mu Qing managed to come up with an answer that was not an answer.

After hearing this answer, Murong felt displeased, and asked bluntly, "So you don't love me but like me?"

Mu Qing doesn't know whether he loves Murong or not.But it seemed wrong to say it this way, after hesitating for a while, Mu Qing nodded, "Yeah."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qing only felt a heat rushing from his body to the center of his eyebrows. The temperature was so burning that he felt a little pain between his eyebrows.

Mu Qing rubbed the center of his brows, a little frightened: "What's wrong here?" Why does it feel like the little puppet Pinocchio whose nose grows longer when he tells a lie, but his brows are hot... Damn, what a silly metaphor! !

Murong glanced at the center of his eyebrows, there was a voluptuous blooming flame on it, raised his lips, and said with certainty: "You are lying."

"I didn't." Mu Qing retorted, just as she finished speaking, she felt her eyebrows getting hotter.

Fuck!Mu Qing anxiously picked up an object in the room, the bright shell on it could be used as a mirror.Seeing the flaming thing above the eyebrows, and then looking at Murong beside him, Mu Qing can be sure that this thing must be related to Murong!

Seeing Mu Qing turning his suspicious eyes to himself, Murong said: "This is a contract, if you lie to me, it will become like this."

Mu Qing was surprised and angry: "When did you make a contract with me?!"

"Before." Murong's fingers touched Mu Qing's brows, and Mu Qing could feel the heat slowly receding, "This is a life contract."

"Life contract?!"

"Yeah." Murong nodded at you in a good mood, and said with a little bit of evil: "As for what it's useful for, you can look up ancient books yourself—if there are ancient books. Of course, if you beg me..."

Mu Qing frowned, looked at Murong with a wicked smile, and asked a question that he cared most about: "I obviously didn't lie just now, why is there such a thing between my eyebrows?"

In fact, Mu Qing already had an answer in his heart——

Murong caressed Mu Qing's hair, and the corners of his lips curled into a perfect arc: "That's because...you didn't even notice it." After a pause, he said in a firm tone: "Do you love me?" I."

"No—why can't it be that I neither love you nor like you?!" After a few tens of seconds of stagnation, Mu Qing thought of a possibility, and retorted not very confidently.

Murong's expression was unfathomable, one sentence broke Mu Qing's fragile retort: ​​"You know it yourself."

Mu Qing found herself speechless.