Chapter 1848 Understanding "Honeymoon"

Mu Ying was naked underneath her windbreaker, wearing only a pair of fishnet stockings that served no purpose other than adding to the fun...

At this moment, the two of them were hugging each other so tightly, and there were other people in the front row. Mu Ying was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe, but the young master kept teasing her.

"Not ready yet?" His kisses began to wander over her skin.

Mu Ying's breathing quickened. She hugged the young master's neck tightly and whispered in his ear, "Husband..."

The young master held her back tighter, as if to press her into his body.

Mu Ying felt that something was wrong with him, something was wrong with his body, and quickly reminded him in a low voice: "Master, please restrain yourself. The sound insulation of the baffle is not that good."

His eyes were intense, and he whispered, "If I hadn't restrained myself, you wouldn't have bothered to talk right now."

Mu Ying pursed her lips, leaned on the young master's shoulder, and whispered to him: "Young Master, thank you..."

After saying that, afraid that the young master would think she was being polite, she quickly changed her words: "I mean, thank you, husband..."

The young master smiled and said, "Thank me for what? Thank me for restraining myself?"

"No," Mu Ying said with a smile, "Just everything."

The young master didn't say anything else, turned his face and kissed her lips.

The car was speeding on the highway. Mu Ying was sitting on the young master's lap, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated as he kissed her.

And the past events that had made her feel heavy in her heart were gradually dissolved by the young master's passionate kiss.

After kissing for a while, Mu Ying felt that her lips were swollen and wanted to end the kiss. The young master seemed to want to stop, but every time their lips parted, as long as their eyes met, they couldn't help but hug each other again.

If the car kept moving, she doubted they could kiss forever, even without words...

In short, Mu Ying completely understood the word "honeymoon", which is that sweet and sticky feeling that is never enough.

About an hour later, the car stopped outside their villa.

Mu Ying put her clothes in order, lowered her head and jumped out of the car, just wanting to get into the house quickly.

They were so affectionate along the way that her face was flushed. You could tell without even looking that she was blushing profusely.

Just as she was about to walk back to the villa with her shoes in hand, the young master grabbed her arm and said, "Don't run around without shoes."

"My shoes are wet, I don't want to wear them..."

"I'll carry you in later, wait here."

Mu Ying looked at the road leading to the villa gate. It was a flat and smooth stone road. She couldn't see any potential dangers...

The young master is too nervous.

Is this because you are afraid that it will melt if you hold it in your mouth, or afraid that it will fall if you hold it in your hand?

Mu Ying was immersed in this unreal little happiness when she heard the young master explain the itinerary for the next two days to Wang Zuo. He then said to Geng Chi, "Wait for me in the yard. I'll take A Ying inside first. I'll have something to tell you later."

"Yes, young master." Geng Chi replied.

Afterwards, the young master picked up Mu Ying and carried her sideways into the villa. After placing her at the entrance, he said, "I'm going to go talk to Geng Chi. You can go take a shower and change into clean clothes first."

Mu Ying nodded, and when the young master turned around to walk out, she grabbed his sleeve.

"Are you going to hold Geng Chi accountable for leaking the recording?"

Geng Chi leaked the recording of the young master and Xiao Chongyang to her, and there was no way the young master would just turn a blind eye.

Seeing that the young master had a bad look on his face, Mu Ying was afraid that the young master was going to punish Geng Chi.

The young master is quite ruthless towards his disloyal subordinates...

The young master paused and looked back at her, "What?"

Mu Ying added, "Master, if you're angry, just beat him up, don't chop his hands and feet..."

The young master stared at her for two seconds, smiled, then rubbed her head vigorously and said in disgust, "Hurry up and take a shower. There's waterweed in your hair."