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

As soon as the young master put his hand on her lap, Mu Ying suddenly had goose bumps all over her body.

The two in the back, of course, couldn't see the young master's loose hands.

Mu Ying looked at A Fei in front of him, as long as A Fei didn't look back, he wouldn't see him.

At this time, he was concentrating on flying the plane, so he shouldn't turn around suddenly.

But after all, in such a small space, the young master's behavior was too bold, Mu Ying was still very nervous.

She quickly pushed the young master's hand, "It's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore..."

But he didn't take his hand back, but deliberately pressed against her leg and caressed her leg.

Mu Ying's eyes widened, she pressed his hand firmly, then looked at A Fei in front of her, and shook her head resolutely at the young master.

This time the young master stopped, and asked: "I touched you, what do you think he is doing? You don't want to be seen by him?"

When the young master spoke, he looked forward, and he was referring to Ah Fei.

Seeing the young master's jealous look, Mu Ying felt helpless and wanted to laugh. She leaned into the young master's ear and asked softly, "Is it because he shook my hand?"

"It's because you didn't push him away."

As the young master said, he pinched her thigh, neither light nor heavy, with a sense of punishment.

The meat on the inner thigh was so tender that it hurt even if it was pinched lightly, not to mention that he pinched it not lightly, so Mu Ying gasped in pain.

The young master's jealousy is too unreasonable!

"We were landing at the time, and someone helped me hold the control stick!" Mu Ying appealed for herself, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, as she seemed very weak.

"That's not OK."

As the young master said, he squeezed her hand vigorously, it was the one held by Ah Fei.

Mu Ying's hand was pinched by him again, and with a hiss, she withdrew her hand and shook it, "If they don't help me hold the joystick, or guide me to land, we're still flying on the lake."

The young master glanced at her and said calmly: "Then throw a rope and let them climb up by themselves."

"..."

Mu Ying almost laughed out loud, but was dumbfounded by the young master's narrow-mindedness. A Fei held her hand, so the young master really cared...

For no reason, I kind of wanted to kiss him.

If it wasn't for someone else on the plane, Mu Ying really wanted to ride on the tiger and give him a big kiss, or a French kiss.

Glancing at his thin lips, Mu Ying subconsciously licked her lower lip, saying that the young master seems to like French kisses very much, and he would not stop until she was out of oxygen every time he kissed her...

The young master's gaze also fell on her lips, and suddenly he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Mu Ying's eyes widened.

The French kiss that was imagined in her mind just now, the young master actually put it into action...

Mu Ying didn't dare to resist fiercely, nor did she dare to cooperate with him too much, for fear that the ambiguous voice between her lips and teeth would be heard by others.

He kissed deeply, and Mu Ying was too nervous, her whole heart was beating wildly, but the young master kept kissing, kissing... the kiss made her feel hot and dizzy.

In fact, every time she is nervous, she will eat candy, especially the jasmine and peach flavor. Once she tastes that taste, she will relax, just like now...

The peach flavor in the young master's mouth unknowingly relaxed her nerves.

And his kissing skills seemed to be getting better and better, and Mu Ying's body was gradually weakening, and she almost lost her resistance.

However, when the young master put his hand into her windbreaker, her consciousness returned, her eyes suddenly widened, and she opened her mouth to bite the tip of his tongue.

The young master stopped, left her lips, looked at her, and licked his own lips on purpose, "Is this enough?"