Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Sitting sideways on the sofa, Mu Ying leaned forward slightly, looked at the young master, whispered her doubts, and offered constructive suggestions...

Master, what are you going to do tomorrow?

You really shouldn't have said that just now. In this way, it will be difficult for us to deal with Mr. Xiao.

How about this, let's tell Mr. Xiao that tomorrow is not a good day, not suitable for marriage, we both got it wrong before.

While Mu Ying was thinking, the young master shook the champagne glass, squinted at her, and didn't speak or express his opinion.

Seeing him like that, Mu Ying became anxious, the young master who has always been reliable, what happened today!

She continued to whisper in the young master's ear, like a little military advisor who advises the king...

Young master, I have another idea. You can pretend to be interested in Miss Han Lu first, play the role of Chen Shimei who is greedy for wealth and status, and empathizes with others. First, you can stimulate Mr. Xiao's appetite, and let him not worry or get angry.

As long as Mr. Xiao knows that you can still be trusted and that you have a good impression of his daughter, he may not attack us, and then we will think of a way to get rid of it as soon as possible... Woo!

Before he finished speaking, the young master had already pressed her on the back of the sofa and kissed her lips.

Mu Ying opened her big eyes and looked at the young master at a close distance. She felt as if she had been acupunctured, she couldn't resist, and she didn't know how to think. She put her hands on her sides and tightly grasped the soft fabric of the sofa.

The young master gently opened her lips and teeth, and she obediently opened her mouth to cooperate, and a clear scent of wine immediately filled her mouth.

Young master, he actually gave her a sip of wine!

And he never closed his eyes, just kissed her and looked at her, his eyes were domineering and evil.

Then he rolled Small on her lips, forcing her to swallow the champagne he brought.

Master, what kind of strange habit is this...

What's the matter with this kiss...

After the kiss was over, the young master left her lips, and lightly wiped the champagne from the corner of her mouth with his fingers.

Mu Ying was on the verge of spontaneous combustion at this time, she stared at the person in front of her, and the person in front of her didn't avoid her eyes, just met her eyes like that, as if saying: Yes, I will kiss, what can you do to me?

Mu Ying held back for a long time, and finally said: "Master, you are a rascal!!"

But the young master smiled with the corners of his lips: "This is for you."

Oh, what the young master was referring to was that time when she fed him wine in the box of the clubhouse.

Mu Ying wants to cry but has no tears, young master, I really don't have to pay this back to me.

And now I deeply doubt whether you like this kind of strange thing...

"Then did you listen to what I just said?" Mu Ying asked persistently.

"probably."

What kind of answer is this?

And the young master's eyes fell on her lips again.

She subconsciously took a sip, and moved to the side again.

Usually, I always look forward to having more intimate contact with the young master, but when he stares at me like a tiger, it's a different feeling, especially this kiss is a bit big.

I said young master, whoever comes up will feed wine to people.

That is to say, I, Ah Ying, have a good temper, so I don't care about you.

Mu Ying thought about this, and then pondered, what is this kiss, this time it's not acting for others, and the young master is not drunk.

Treat her as a girlfriend?

But the young master hasn't chased her yet!Not even a confession.

Anyway, he finally sat up straight and moved a little away from her.

Mu Ying didn't care about the relationship between her children, she continued the topic just now and said, "Master, what are you going to do? Do you want to do what I said first..."

"It seems that one kiss still can't stop Ah Ying's mouth?"

As he spoke, he took another sip of champagne.