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

The young master leaned back slightly, frowned and looked down at her.

"Have a nightmare?"

Mu Ying shook her head, it was not a nightmare, but a happy dream, so happy that she didn't want to wake up, she just wanted to live in that dream forever.

When she closed her eyes, the smiles of her parents seemed to be still in front of her eyes, and the sound of their talking and laughing was still in her ears.

I really miss them so much...

No matter how many years have passed, but no matter how old I get, this longing has never diminished.

I want my parents to grow up with me, I want them to see what Ah Ying looks like when he grows up, and now I want them to meet the person Ah Ying likes.

But people cannot be resurrected after death, and those old days can only appear in dreams forever.

Thinking of this, the tears seemed to break the embankment, silently and continuously, flowing down the corners of the eyes.

The young master kept wiping her tears away, but he couldn't wipe them off, so he stroked her back gently.

"Aying, you're crying so much that I panic, what's the matter, can you tell me?" The young master's voice was hoarse, as if he was really panicked.

"I dreamed about my parents, and then you came to my house for the first time as a guest, my mother made a big table of delicious food, and you even drank with my father..."

The young master sighed, and gently held her in his arms.

"Then Ah Ying's parents like me?"

She raised her head from the young master's arms, "They all like you, and they told me not to bully you."

The young master looked at the blue sky outside the window, and said with emotion: "It seems that my father-in-law and mother-in-law both know that Ah Ying has tortured me recently."

After hearing this, Mu Ying wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and buried her face in the young master's chest aggrievedly, "How could I..."

"I only show it, but don't give it to eat. You have tortured me for so long, and you still say no?"

Mu Ying said: "Not for a long time, just a few days."

"Just a few days? Why do I feel like it's been years." He said seriously.

Mu Ying pursed her lips and smiled, the young master's love talk was really unbearable.

It's also really miraculous, after chatting with the young master for a few words, the sad mood calmed down a little bit.

She returned to reality, returned to this big soft bed, returned to the warm embrace of the young master, and her fragile heart became tough again.

The young master kissed away the remaining tears on her face, then leaned against her cheek and said, "Ah Ying must have dreamed more than these, right?"

Mu Ying's face turned hot, "That's all, really."

"Then why do I hear Ah Ying say, young master, be gentle. Lighten up what?"

Mu Ying blinked, "Did I say it? Did I not?"

"A Ying not only said, but also made that kind of voice."

While speaking, the young master's hand gently rubbed her bare back, the seemingly absent touch made her a little dizzy and unable to speak smoothly.

"Which... what kind?"

The young master kissed her earlobe, and whispered: "It's that kind of sound that seems comfortable and uncomfortable."

"..."

Mu Ying moved her body back, then moved again, "Master, you got it wrong, I didn't, that's not me."

The young master smiled and dragged her back, and put her on the bed, "Did you have sex with me in a dream?"

At this point, Mu Ying's heart thumped, and she nodded in agreement.

"At your house?"

Mu Ying bit her lip, and looked at the young master with begging eyes, hoping that he would stop asking.

The young master smiled and rubbed the top of her head, "Ah Ying is quite courageous."

Seeing the young master's soft and clean smile, Mu Ying was startled, forgot to be shy for a moment, and reached out to touch his cheek involuntarily.

She seldom touches the young master's face like this. She didn't dare before, and now she's a little nervous.

So he looked at the young master's face, and saw that he was staring deeply at her.

Her hand flinched, "Master, can I touch your face?"

The young master held her hand and kissed her fingertips, "Of course, Ah Ying can touch wherever she wants."