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

Mu Ying got out of bed, picked up the young master's bath towel to wrap herself in, ran into the bathroom barefoot, turned around and locked the door without waiting for the young master to come in.

Although the young master has seen everything that should be seen, let's take our time taking a bath together...

Mu Ying finished the shower quickly, put on her bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom.

When passing the living room, I inadvertently glanced at the coffee table.

There are two tickets for the concert on the coffee table, which is the performance at 07:30 in the evening.

Mu Ying pursed her lips lightly, the young master knew she was coming, so this should be the ticket booked for her?

But the young master didn't mention the evening's arrangements to her, so Mu Ying didn't say anything.

Anyway, it was still early, and after lunch, she hurried to catch up on jet lag, so that she could go to the concert with the young master full of energy in the evening.

Thinking back to the years that I have been by the young master's side, I have attended many large and small occasions with him, but the young master rarely took her anywhere.

After getting married, they went to the resort together for two days, but after only two days, the young master came to Europe.

Thinking of tonight's date, Mu Ying was looking forward to it, which clothes to wear, which perfume to wear, which color of lipstick to use...Thought it through her mind, her heart had already flown into the golden hall.

She put the concert ticket back on the coffee table, but her eyes fixed on the ashtray full of cigarette butts, and she frowned.

The hotel room service staff will come to clean it every day, so it should be the cigarette that the young master smoked all day.

In fact, the young master was not a violent smoker before, it seems that he only started in the last two months...

Mu Ying sank her mind and walked back to the bedroom.

The young master had already finished washing in another bathroom, and he was standing on the small balcony outside the bedroom smoking. When he was alone, the young master had melancholy eyes, not as relaxed as when he was with her just now.

In front of her, the young master took the initiative to hide some things, which should be related to Xiao Chongyang's pressure.

When Mu Ying came to the balcony, the young master glanced at her: "It's windy outside, go back inside."

Mu Ying didn't listen, walked into his arms, and hugged his waist recklessly.

The young master extinguished the cigarette and patted her on the shoulder: "What's the matter?"

"If you're feeling bored, try another way to relieve it, okay? Don't keep smoking..."

"What kind of change? You're not by my side."

"...I'm serious with you."

The young master stared at her for two seconds, "Okay, I'll listen to Ah Ying, and I won't smoke in the future."

After speaking, he flattened the cigarette case and threw it on the small round table next to him.

Mu Ying was stunned for a moment: "Young Master, why are you so obedient... In the future, you will think that I am too much in charge."

The young master caressed her face, his eyes softened a lot: "How come. After all, there is no one around me who cares about me like Ah Ying."

Mu Ying's nose was sour, and she hugged him even tighter: "Then you have to do what you say."

"Well, you do what you say," the young master smiled and rubbed her hair: "A Ying, your hair has grown, will you still cut it this time?"

Mu Ying shook her head, she cut her hair short last time to get angry with the young master.

This time she wants to grow her hair longer...

After hugging the young master on the balcony for a while, he hugged him horizontally and returned to the house.

The young master ordered so many delicious food, but Mu Ying didn't eat any hot food because... she fell asleep.

Mu Ying slept very deeply this time, and it was dark when she woke up.

When I opened my eyes, the room was pitch black and the curtains were closed.

She sat up and called out, "Master?"

No one responded.