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

Of course, Mu Ying could tell that the young master could hardly bear it any longer. Now that she was holding her waist, she wished that the overlord would forcefully bow.

Although she also wanted to fulfill his wish, but she loved to see the young master's anxious look because of her.

So you must not let him succeed easily.

However, the current young master is like a ticking time bomb, if she teases him so hard, she might blow him up right away.

The teasing is not ruthless, and I can't understand the feeling of abusing him.

Anyway, it's a technical job.

The young master sighed, "Okay, I'll get it for you."

He said, stood up from the water with a splash, and stepped out of the bathtub.

Mu Ying stared at the young master's body, and blinked quickly, a creature like a man really has all his thoughts on the outside, without being reserved at all...

The young master wrapped a bath towel to block his unpretentiousness, and looked at her: "As for being so surprised."

"No... just... um..."

Mu Ying didn't know what to say, her language was suddenly lacking, and her mouth was dry.

The young master leaned down and kissed the corner of her mouth: "It's not normal for you to sit on my lap like that and I don't respond."

Mu Ying hugged her knees again, "Hurry up and get the milk."

The young master smiled and rubbed the top of her head, and left the bathroom, Mu Ying patted her hot cheek.

In order to take a simplified version of the milk bath later, she first emptied the water in the bathtub, watching the clear water flow out slowly, she always felt that it was not preparing for the milk bath, but more like providing the young master with a more convenient environment……

Of course, when she sat in the bathtub with the young master, she was mentally prepared. Everything she did now was just delaying the arrival of that event.

Mu Ying bit her lips tightly, and buried her hot cheeks in her knees.

A few minutes later, the young master brought the milk and sat on the edge of the bathtub, "Shall I help you?"

Mu Ying raised her head and nodded, "Young Master, help me shower on my back."

The young master smiled and pinched her face: "What did you think of, it's completely red."

"I didn't think about anything..." Mu Ying lowered her head and turned around.

She heard the young master unscrew the lid of the milk box, and the cool, sweet milk flowed down the back of her neck and on her back.

Mu Ying shuddered.

"Is it cold?" The young master said while helping her to spread the milk with his warm palm, "I knew I should warm it up for you."

"It's okay..." Mu Ying found that her voice was a little hoarse.

Probably because the young master's fingers are too gentle, and her back is more sensitive, not only is her voice hoarse, but her vision is also hazy. She feels that the bathroom is covered in a layer of light pink mist, which makes her breathing difficult.

The young master didn't say anything after that, but just helped her spread the milk evenly all over her body.

Mu Ying turned her face sideways, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." The young master looked at her and said with a smile, "I think you should be delicious now."

The corner of Mu Ying's mouth twitched: "Young master, don't tell such horrible jokes."

The young master lowered his head and kissed her neck, and then licked the milk on her earlobe, "This is not a horrible joke, it's obviously..."

Mu Ying's face turned red, she touched her ears, and said, "From now on, without my consent, the young master is not allowed to kiss me casually."

He smiled, "Okay, no kiss."

Mu Ying turned her face away again.

The ambiguous factors in the air were multiplying rapidly, and Mu Ying seemed to hear the young master's breathing getting heavier.

And with the young master's caress, her heart beat faster and faster.