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

After drying my hair, I changed into a nightgown with thin shoulder straps. Finally, everything was packed and I could go out.

Before walking out of the bathroom, Mu Ying took another look at herself in the mirror, she was okay, in good condition, except that she was a little dizzy from drinking.

Just like that, Mu Ying came to the bedroom with her nervous little heart, like hugging a frisky deer.

The young master is not there.

Neither in the bathroom nor in the bedroom.

Turning around, he glanced inside the house, and saw that the young master was standing on the balcony outside, talking on the phone.

He was wearing a silk nightgown, the neckline was opened a little, and the abdominal and chest muscles were faintly visible, making Mu Ying's face feel hot.

The young master also saw her and beckoned to her.

Mu Ying came to the balcony nervously, and when he got to the young master's side, he said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Just a moment."

Then he put the phone on mute, wrapped his arms around Mu Ying's waist, and whispered in her ear: "Mr. Xiao's call, go to the bed and wait for me first, and go back after calling."

With that said, he turned the screen around and gave Mu Ying a look.

It was indeed Xiao Chongyang's call.

I have to say, Xiao Chongyang is really good at picking the time...

But the young master must be more irritable than her. Thinking of this, Mu Ying suddenly thought of teasing him. She hugged the young master's waist, pressed against his hot chest muscles, and replied, "I'm fast asleep. Wait."

The young master's eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth to bite her ear: "Don't fall asleep."

"That's not guaranteed."

After Mu Ying finished speaking, she turned around, got out of his arms, and walked briskly back into the house.

When she left the balcony, she turned her head and blinked at him.

The young master had put the phone to his ear again, but there seemed to be a ball of flames in his eyes that could destroy Ah Ying in an instant, making Mu Ying's little heart tremble.

It seems that she shouldn't be pulling the tiger's beard at this time...

After that, Mu Ying lay down on the bed and waited quietly, feeling very complicated.

For a while, she felt that she was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and for a while, she felt that she was a little fairy waiting to be favored by the Great Demon King.

After tossing and turning for a while, I suddenly remembered something. Before the young master took her to dinner, he wanted to say something to her, and it had something to do with Geng Chi wanting to show her something.

The young master had a complicated expression at the time, and it was difficult to speak. It seemed that the young master was hiding something from her very seriously.Then, do you want to wait for him to come back later, let him speak clearly first, and then that?

The question is, will the young master give her a chance to ask questions?

Thinking of how anxious the young master would be in a moment, she buried her face in the pillow.

Just waiting and waiting, Mu Ying's drowsiness really came, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...

When Chu Lingfeng finished the phone call and returned to bed with the chill of the night, Ah Ying fell asleep early.

Chu Lingfeng laughed helplessly. At this time, can Ah Ying still fall asleep?

Hey, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow.

He turned off the bedside lamp, lay on his back on the bed, thought about Mr. Xiao's words just now, and then looked at the girl beside him.

Mr. Xiao's beatings made him feel heavy, but at this moment, he would never let go of Ah Ying.

Thinking of this, Chu Lingfeng hugged Ah Ying into his arms, hugged her for a while, and then kissed her lips unwillingly, still wanting to wake her up...

"Aying? Wake up?"

She groaned, but didn't open her eyes.

He tried to wake her up with his own hands, and as soon as he touched her lower abdomen, Ah Ying held down his hand vigilantly, frowning, as if she was very unwilling...