Chapter 1158 Lying in His Arms
Mu Ying felt that the drunk young master was going too far and was using her feelings to hurt her heart.
Okay, then let's hurt each other. Anyway, when the young master is drunk, he won't do anything to her no matter what.
And being this drunk, he would probably forget most of what he said tonight the next day.
As expected, the young master was successfully hurt by her and let go of her shoulders, but the next second, a strong hand pinched her chin. He frowned and said, "Say it again?"
Mu Ying blinked.
Then again, that was impossible to say again, unless she really wanted to rebel.
The young master looked at her coldly, "Aying, you are getting bolder and bolder."
"Master..." Mu Ying's chin was pinched, and her cheeks felt sore. She said with difficulty, "Are you... going to kill... me?"
The young master looked at her face and suddenly smiled, but the smile disappeared in an instant.
Then he released her jaw and walked into the bedroom.
Mu Ying heard the young master fall onto the bed.
She did not go to take care of the young master immediately, but stood in the living room blankly, puzzled by the smile just now.
She clearly made the young master angry, so why was he laughing?
Mu Ying walked to the fireplace, on which stood a painting framed under a glass surface.
Looking at myself through the reflective glass of the painting.
She pinched her chin, imitating the young master's actions just now.
Then she saw a very funny face. Its brows were furrowed, its mouth was pouting, and the flesh on its face was squeezed together. It looked... like a bun that was about to be eaten...
So, the young master laughed because he thought she was funny?
Mu Ying knew that she was usually very well-behaved and methodical, and it was indeed rare for her to show this kind of expression.
So just now, what the young master saw in his eyes was her, not any other woman, and he even thought she was a little cute?
As soon as this idea came to her mind, Mu Ying was stunned for a long time. She felt like many pink balls of yarn appeared on her head, tangled in a mess.
At this time, the young master sighed, as if he was very annoyed and uncomfortable.
Mu Ying came to her senses and hurried into the house.
The young master was lying on the bed at this time. Obviously, he was too drunk to even turn over.
He was still wearing his trousers, his hands on his belt. He seemed to want to loosen the belt, but he couldn't, so he sighed in frustration.
Mu Ying couldn't help but laugh. No matter how aloof and scary he was in front of others, when he was drunk, he was still a man who couldn't even untie his own belt, right?
So she walked over, turned the young master over, helped him untie his belt, took off his trousers and leather shoes, and covered him with a thin blanket.
She had done this kind of thing for the young master before, so she didn't think too much about it.
After all, in the past, she had always been the young master's personal nurse in name only.
But today, after she finished all this, she stood by the bed and looked at the young master for a few seconds, then she suddenly made a bold move.
Mu Ying took off her shoes and got on the bed. She moved her body and rested her head on the young master's uninjured arm, then gently took the young master's other hand and placed it on her waist.
In this way, she stuffed herself into the young master's arms, and it seemed as if the young master was holding her.
The reason why she dared to do this was because the smile from the young master just now gave her the courage.
She had been worrying about the young master all day, almost driving herself to a mental breakdown, and she couldn't help but do it.
However, what she didn't expect was that the young master actually moved, hugged her again in his arms, and then put one leg on her leg.
It seems like she is treated as a large pillow?
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