His vulgarity, his viciousness, his cruelty and violence, are not inherent, but in the midst of deceit and power struggle - like a seed, rooted in the harshest environment, no spring, no light, drawing blood as nourishment, and then grow into today's shape.His tactics, which were so horrifying, were only traces of others who had tortured him.Mu Zi's tears, sliding along her eyes and into her temples, were slightly moist and quickly disappeared.The wet marks on her face made her feel itchy, Mu Zi buried her face and wiped it on Murong Cheng's shirt.Murong Cheng asked her in amusement, "What are you rubbing?"Mu Zi purposely disgusted him and muffled her voice back, "Rubbing my nose."Murong Cheng really scolded her, "Disgusting!"Although he scolded her, his body didn't move, letting her lie on top of him.Mu Zi's face was pressed against his chest, rubbing it two more times, urning, "No one is as disgusting as you, you are the most disgust
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