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

The young master's eyes fell on the pony on her chest, and he said with a smile, "It's quite similar to you."

Mu Ying was a little embarrassed, and looked down at herself.

A pink long-sleeved T-shirt with a big cartoon image of a pony printed on the chest, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and a wavy mane like the hair of a beautiful woman. , handsome and beautiful.

But she didn't want to observe the pony, she just didn't know what to say to the young master, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

The young master's half-smiling eyes made her feel that her outfit was too exaggerated and ridiculous.Big pink T-shirt, high-waisted shiny black leather boots, make yourself look like a modern flamingo, and match it with those flirty fishnet stockings...

Hey, it's hard to say.

It can be seen that fashion also needs courage.

When the young master came in front of her, Mu Ying stepped back.

Backed away, backed to the corner... Modern Flamingo became a poor little chick.

"Is it ugly?"

"It's not ugly," the young master leaned close to her face, and his two thin lips swept her face intentionally or unintentionally, "It makes me really want to tear you apart again."

When he was speaking, his palm had already touched her thigh, he deliberately picked up her net stockings, then suddenly let go, and flicked her.

Mu Ying yelled "Ah", and looked at the person in front of her pleadingly: "Master...don't tease me."

He smiled: "Isn't it time for you to tease me?"

So, if you come out to hang out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later...

"It's okay if I'm wrong... Hey, what are you doing, young master!"

Amidst Mu Ying's exclamation, she was carried by the young master on his shoulders, with her head down...

The young master directly carried her to the outer exhibition hall, and placed her on the long stone table in the center of the exhibition hall.

The sight of the big devil taking the little fairy into the cave.

But the young master was gentler than the devil, when he put her down, he even put his palm on her back.

But no matter how gentle she was, Mu Ying didn't want to repeat what she had just experienced.

I have done it twice today, no matter how I tasted it, I can't stand the continuous battle.

The young master supported her waist, Mu Ying's head was spinning rapidly, and she had to think of a countermeasure.

With a flash of inspiration, he said to the young master: "Actually, that little girl gave me something. Wait a minute, young master, let me get it?"

The young master pressed her shoulder, "No need."

"You don't want to see what it is?" Mu Ying hooked his neck and blinked.

The young master stared into her eyes, as if he had seen through her tricks, "I don't want to."

"..."

This man is not fooled.

She bit her lip and whispered in the young master's ear, "It's a blindfold."

The young master squinted at her, and said calmly, "I'll get it, I'll wait here."

"Okay." Mu Ying nodded shyly, very obedient.

The young master left the table, strode towards the small hall inside, and as soon as he entered, Mu Ying turned over and got off the stone table, and quickly ran to the entrance of the exhibition hall.

When he arrived at the door, he didn't forget to turn his head and shout to the young master: "Master, I'll wait for you downstairs first, remember to bring my things with me, don't forget your phone is on the ground!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Ying ran out of the exhibition hall, secretly sighing that she was too witty.

But you can't be complacent, let's go out first.

So I ran all the way, the heels were quite high, I was not used to wearing them, and when I went down the stairs, I almost sprained my feet, but I finally arrived safely at the entrance of the art museum.

Looking back, the young master did not catch up with her, so he was relieved.

After waiting for a while, the young master hadn't come out yet, Mu Ying started to mutter in her heart.

Would the young master think that she ran away as soon as she said it, and couldn't get angry when she got angry?

But it's getting late, and it's time to go back to the hotel.

Maybe the young master is trying to trick her back?That can't be fooled...

So after waiting for another minute or two, footsteps were finally heard on the stairs. Looking back, it was the young master coming downstairs.

He was holding a paper bag and her bag in one hand, and was on the phone with his mobile phone in the other, with a gloomy face, as if something had happened.