Married in a Flash: The Black-Bellied CEO Pampers His Wife

12 years ago, the third young miss of the Su family was disfigured by a fire. Her parents, deeming her ill-fated, drove her out of the house.

12 years later, she became a sacrifice for a fami...

Chapter 1761 Is it too late to run now?

Chapter 1761 Is it too late to run now?

So far, she hadn't seen anyone, nor heard any conversation, and the room was too quiet to be occupied.

Only the ticking sound of the quartz clock was heard, slowly irritating Mu Ying's nerves.

Now she could confirm that there was no room service staff in the room, and the door might just not be closed tightly.

Is the young master so careless? That's not like him...

Mu Ying glanced around and identified the direction of the master bedroom. She walked more lightly and then flashed from the entrance to the bedroom door like a shadow.

Standing at the bedroom door, he leaned on the door frame, quietly poked his head out and looked inside.

Like a scratch-off lottery ticket, I looked around little by little, and there was no messy clothing of men or women on the ground.

Huh...Mu Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

She remembered the first time the young master and she were together. After watching the sunrise, the young master and she came down the mountain and ran all the way to the hotel room. They were both sweating profusely and did not bother to take a shower. They took off their clothes and hugged each other clingingly.

That day, their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

There were no clothes on the floor today, so maybe it wasn't what she thought.

Even if there was, it wouldn't be as intense as what happened that day... It was pathetic to think this way, but it made her feel somewhat balanced.

Continuing to look, I saw the bed, a soft, large, heavy, and beautifully carved European-style bed...

Mu Ying's breathing began to tighten. The double bed seemed to burn her eyes, but she forced herself to continue looking.

The quilt on the bed was a little messy and bulging, as if there was someone lying underneath.

Mu Ying couldn't see it clearly or specifically, so she stared at it with wide eyes. If this was a lottery ticket, scratching here would be the most critical area, which would determine whether she won the prize or not.

Mu Ying hoped that she didn’t win the prize. If she didn’t win, her trip would be in vain, and that would be the best.

In order to see more clearly, she leaned forward and stood on tiptoe.

"What can you see standing so far away? Why not go in and take a look?"

A magnetic voice came from behind. Mu Ying seemed to hear an order and subconsciously raised her legs. But before she could move her legs, the hairs on her body stood up.

This was the young master's voice, and the young master was right behind her.

Is it too late to run now?

It was too late, the young master's arms were already around her waist.

The man's warm breath, scented with cool mint, sprayed hotly on her neck.

"Master, I..."

The young master pressed his finger against her lips and said, "I'll take Aying into the house first."

“…”

The young master picked her up and carried her horizontally into the bedroom.

She raised her eyes cautiously, not expecting to see the young master in this way...

He was much calmer than Mu Ying had imagined, but it might also be the calm before the storm.

Because the young master had told her not to come to Vienna, but she came anyway. Although her reasons were sufficient, she still felt uneasy.

While feeling nervous, I couldn't help but stare at the young master's face in fascination. This was the person I had always dreamed of meeting, and now I finally saw him...

She looked at the young master's chin. There was a shallow dimple between his chin and lower lip. Mu Ying especially liked this shallow dimple under his lips. She thought it was very sexy, and not every man had it.

Looking into his eyes again, the young master's eyes were still the same, cold and indifferent, like the cold stars in the distant night sky, which made people unpredictable.

Although the young master was holding her, he never looked at her. His expression was hard to tell, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

He doesn't look very happy, maybe he doesn't want to see her...