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

Mu Ying's face became hot, "Well...young master, you cool down, I'll go swimming for a while."

After finishing speaking, she broke free from the young master's hand and swam away.

The young master is better at water than her, and it is easy to catch up with her, but he always follows her, and every time he turns around, he can be seen.

For so many years, she has been following the young master, always in a place where he can see when he turns around.

He never thought that one day he would switch places with the young master.

This is really a servant girl turning herself into a master!

This complacent, distracted, took another sip of water...

The young master hurried to catch up: "Why are you always choking on water today?"

Mu Ying coughed and said, maybe it's because she hasn't swam for too long, she's unfamiliar, and she's a little tired...

"Then rest on the boat."

So the two swam back to the boat.

After getting on the boat, Mu Ying lay down on the boat, gasping for breath, and didn't want to move. She didn't sleep last night and spent another night of tossing around. At this moment, she was really tired.

The young master wrapped his half-dry coat around her body, leaned over and looked at her: "Is it better?"

His hair was still dripping, and the water dripped down his chin and landed on her lips. Mu Ying licked her lower lips, "No..."

The young master raised his eyebrows, and leaned lower, "What's the matter? How about I give you artificial respiration?"

Mu Ying bit her lower lip, smiled and nodded: "Yes."

The young master kissed her. His kissing method was really a bit like artificial respiration, but instead of sending her breath, he wished to suck all her air away.

Probably because the sun was too warm this morning, the wind was too gentle, maybe the town was too quiet, and the distant bells were too sacred, Mu Ying was more devoted and relaxed than usual.

When the young master's body was getting bigger and bigger, she didn't feel ashamed. Instead, she looked directly into his burning eyes and began to cater to him actively.

The boat was undulating on the water, and the birds in pairs landed on the treetops, singing sweet songs.

Mu Ying's head was dizzy, her body was hot, she felt like she was drunk, and she was indeed drunk, she became a puddle of water, and merged with this peaceful emerald green river...

When the boat was heaving violently, as if it was about to capsize, Mu Ying's consciousness was also the most drowsy. She closed her eyes and hugged the young master's waist tightly, only the sound of the wind and his heavy breathing remained in her ears...

Afterwards, Mu Ying fell asleep exhaustedly.

After a long time, Mu Ying opened her eyes and found herself lying on the young master's lap, and they were still in the boat.

When she moved her body, she felt sore, as if her whole body had been dismantled and reassembled, sore, soft and painful, but also a little comfortable.

The young master is leisurely at this time, leaning against the side of the boat to rest.

He was wearing a suit jacket naked, his pectoral muscles were looming, and he was in a sexy mess.

Mu Ying was wearing her own trench coat, and her head rested on his thigh. From her perspective, she could just appreciate the young master's firm chin, handsome side face, and of course his coveted chest muscles and abs.

The young master looked more relaxed than ever, his gaze fell into the distance, as if admiring the scenery.

Mu Ying stretched out her hand and touched his Adam's apple, the young master looked down at her: "Are you awake?"

"what time is it?"

"It's almost noon, it's okay, you can sleep a little longer."

Mu Ying's fingers slid from his Adam's apple to his chest, "Is the young master asleep?"

"Well," the young master grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "Why, do you want to come again?"