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

Mu Ying knew that the young master must be watching her in the dark, her little heart was beating wildly, who knows where the big devil came out of.

"Master, if you don't come out again, I will leave."

As soon as Mu Ying finished speaking, she felt a gust of wind blowing behind her, and the next second she was already hugged by the young master.

The young master's hug almost made her heart jump out of fright, and she quickly stroked her chest: "Where did you come from?"

"I only know how to look forward, but don't know how to look back, so stupid." The young master said and bit the tip of her ear again.

Mu Ying kneaded her ears, "Master, don't keep biting my ears..."

"Why not?"

"It hurts..."

The skin on the ears is thin, and it hurts to take a bite casually, and her ears are very sensitive... The young master always picks her, making her face red by accident.

"Then I won't bite next time." After finishing speaking, the young master licked her ear.

"..."

It's better than a bite...

The young master turned her around and plucked a bunch of stupid hairs on the top of her head, "Why did it come so slowly? The food is going to be cold."

Mu Ying said embarrassingly: "Isn't this someone who is unfamiliar with the place and doesn't know the way?"

The young master smiled slightly, and glanced at the paper bag in her hand, "Did you not know your way, or did you get stuck in a fashion store?"

"It's not a store, it's a stall." Mu Ying corrected, even though the correction was meaningless...

"You don't choose, small stalls and big shops are all the same." The young master said, rubbing the top of her head vigorously.

Mu Ying was embarrassed by what he said, and smoothed her messy hair: "Master, I'm hungry, where is the food?"

The young master took her by the wrist and came to the rest area.

On one of the small square tables, there were several delicate bento boxes, no need to ask, those were the meals that the young master bought for her.

Regardless of the fact that the young master bought take-out food, the dishes are quite rich, including appetizers before meals, small desserts after meals, red champagne with meals, and matching tableware.

Mu Ying's index finger moved wildly, and she couldn't wait to sit down.

But after sitting down, Mu Ying was not satisfied with the position of the seat, and glanced at the young master opposite, feeling that she was eight feet away from him.

"Master, can I move this chair?"

The young master was helping her open various bento boxes, he paused, and looked up at her: "Where are you going?"

"Beside you..."

Originally, there was no one in the restaurant, so the two of them had dinner so far away, it was strangely deserted.

She likes to squeeze and eat with the young master.

The young master smiled helplessly and sighed. Mu Ying felt that his expression was like looking at a child.

But the young master still helped her move the heavy sofa chair to his side: "Is it close enough? How about sitting on my lap?"

The young master ridiculed people!

Mu Ying muttered softly: "I was eaten by you when I sat on your lap..."

Her voice was very low, and under normal circumstances, the young master couldn't hear it, but it was too quiet in the art gallery, and she could hear it clearly even if she took a breath, let alone she muttered a sentence.

The young master smiled and glanced at her: "I'm not in a hurry."

Mu Ying blinked her eyelashes, pretending she didn't understand.

"I didn't remember you blushing so easily before, what happened recently." The young master poured her a glass of wine.

Mu Ying blinked, took the red champagne he handed over, and took a sip: "It's delicious."

"Ask why you keep blushing."

Mu Ying glanced at him silently: "The young master didn't tease me before, I'm not used to it..."

"Then take your time," the young master shook the champagne glass with a smile, and took a sip of the wine: "It tastes good?"

Mu Ying nodded and took a sip too, feeling that he was a little proud.

"Okay, eat quickly, drink on an empty stomach, be careful of getting drunk quickly." The young master stuffed the knife and fork into her hand, and took away her champagne glass.

Mu Ying was already hungry, so she stopped dawdling, picked up a knife and fork and ate, and asked the young master why he had such a big face, that he could visit the museum even when it was closed, and still eat and drink here. In line with the rules.

The young master thought for a while, "Maybe it's because I paid for it."