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

"Enough!" Mu Ying interrupted sharply.

Then he took out the small metal object from his back pocket, and after looking at it, it was a USB flash drive.

She casually threw the USB flash drive on Geng Chi: "Take your things back, I know better than anyone else what kind of person the young master is, I only trust my own heart."

As for what was in the USB flash drive, she didn't want to know, and she didn't care.

She turned around and left.

"A Ying!" Geng Chi called out to her with despair, as if hoping that she would change her mind.

Mu Ying paused, turned her head, and looked at Geng Chi coldly.

"The young master has always been the young master we know. He has never done anything to be sorry for us. If you don't want to follow the young master, leave as soon as possible. If you don't leave, then stand firm and don't listen to the wind or the rain. You take good care of the young master Naturally, the young master will not treat you badly when you do things. As for me..."

Mu Ying paused, and said, "I know what I'm doing, and I don't need anyone to worry about it for me."

After finishing speaking, Mu Ying ignored Geng Chi and walked quickly towards the hotel.

When I came to the door of the suite, I took a deep breath, adjusted my emotions, and walked into the room.

The young master has already changed into the casual outfit she took out just now, and he is sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he is thinking.

And after she entered the room, the young master also set his eyes on her.

Mu Ying lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Master, wait for me a little longer, and I'll change my clothes right away."

"No hurry, come here first." The young master patted the sofa beside him.

Mu Ying was a little guilty. In fact, she didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction with the young master, but Geng Chi made a fuss, which made her feel like he and Geng Chi were friends.

It's all the fault of Geng Chi!

Mu Ying came to the young master's side and was about to sit on the sofa, but suddenly the young master grabbed her wrist.

Then he pulled hard, and in the next second, Mu Ying had already fallen into his arms, sitting on the young master's lap just like that.

With such a close distance, such an ambiguous posture, sitting on his lap, Mu Ying's face began to heat up, and she even dared not look into the young master's eyes.

The young master didn't speak, but just wrapped his hands gently around her waist, groping with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, through the thin fabric of the T-shirt, the temperature and strength from that big hand made her head buzz .

The young master must have seen something just now, otherwise why did he look at her with such eyes.

"Master..."

"Aying."

They continued to speak at the same time, Mu Ying pursed her lower lip, "Young master, you speak first."

He smiled, and asked softly: "Geng Chi gave you something, why didn't you take it?"

Mu Ying was shocked, the young master really saw it, and looked at it very carefully!

By the way, did the young master use a telescope?

"Huh? I'm asking you something." The young master pinched the tender flesh on her waist.

Mu Ying yelled "ah", she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she couldn't help but straighten her body, trying to avoid the young master's hand.

But he added another hand, both of which held her in his arms more intimately.

Mu Ying's brain was about to run out, her throat was dry, and she said something without thinking: "A Ying... I don't have the habit of asking for things from others."

The young master smiled: "But I'm curious, what did he give you to make you so angry."

Mu Ying bit her lip, should she confess to the young master?

If he confesses, that idiot Geng Chi will be finished. If he doesn’t say it, and Geng Chi really becomes a traitor in the future, wouldn’t he be helping others?

Just when Mu Ying couldn't make up his mind, the young master said, "Let me guess, did he persuade you to leave me, and did he produce any evidence to prove that I was just... casually playing with A Ying?"

For the last few, he spoke very softly, as if he was deliberately acting like a jerk.

Mu Ying frowned when she heard this, it turned out that the young master knew everything.

"Right?"

"Hmm..." Mu Ying nodded.

The young master's hand came to the back of her neck, gently massaged her, and asked bewitchingly: "Then how did Ah Ying answer him? Tell me."