Chapter 1529: What color is Aying in the eyes of the young master?

Remember that time we went to the bar together to celebrate our victory over your uncle at the shareholders' meeting?

You were very happy at that time and drank a lot. I was worried that you would get drunk, so I tried to dissuade you.

But you smiled and said, "Aying, today is a good day, have a couple of drinks with me."

You called the bartender and asked him to make me a cocktail.

I know that the bartender in that bar is good at making drinks for guests based on their temperament and conversation.

At that time, I was also very curious about what kind of wine I would be, so I was looking forward to it.

The bartender asked you a question. He said to you: "Sir, in your eyes, what color is the girl in front of you?"

Young Master, you were already drunk at that time. You just looked at her with squinting eyes and said that if Aying had a color, it would be violet.

It is neither rich purple nor cold blue, but a color in between.

It gives people a very light and dreamy feeling, and you don’t know when it will disappear.

Young Master, when you described me at that time, that expression, Aying still feels her heart beating fast when she thinks about it now.

Because I always thought that Xiaojiu was the only one with color in the young master's heart, and that Xiaojiu was the dreamy one.

Later, the bartender chose violets and made me a glass of "Northern Lights".

The bartender said that lovers who see the Northern Lights will be together happily forever.

Young Master, you smiled after hearing this. You looked at the glass of wine that was as dreamy as light and shadow and said, "It's very beautiful."

That cup of Northern Lights is still imprinted in Aying's mind, and the scene of you and I gazing at the ethereal halo in the cup is still deeply engraved in Aying's heart.

The wine was indeed dreamy and beautiful, like the Northern Lights, and I secretly hoped in my heart that the legend was true.

I want to be your lover and be together forever...

That's why Ah Ying chose this long dress today. She wanted the young master to see her beautiful and dreamy side, but she also wanted Ah Ying to be able to disappear at any time, just like the feeling that violets bring you...

Just as Mu Ying was recalling the past frame by frame in her mind, the young master said again: "It looks good, but it's too thin."

Mu Ying was stunned: "Really? I don't feel cold."

The young master's eyes were a little complicated. He stared at her for two seconds and said, "I'm not worried that you're cold."

"What is that?"

The young master answered her question with actions.

He placed his fingers on Mu Ying's spine, slowly moving them upwards. After stroking three or four vertebrae, he said to her, "I can even feel your joints clearly. They're not thin, are they?"

In fact, when his fingers gently stroked her back, Mu Ying could no longer breathe.

Now the young master was still speaking to her in such an ambiguous tone. Mu Ying felt dizzy and wished she could faint in his arms.

She couldn't help but call the young master's name in her heart, Chu Lingfeng, my young master Chu, are you teasing me or are you teasing me?

Then she realized that if she was so thin, wouldn't it be like the young master hugging her naked when he hugged her tightly?

Like that night, in the hot springs pool?

Thinking of this, Mu Ying felt a little ashamed of the evil thoughts she had.

But perhaps the young master was harboring evil thoughts as well? Otherwise, why would he have stroked her back like that just now?

That's not a simple little move.

Mu Ying looked at the young master's face carefully, and like a little monster with the courage of a bear and a leopard, she suddenly had the urge to tease the big devil.

She asked, "Then why are you holding me so tightly, Master? What are you thinking about, Master?"