Chapter 1307 I can’t breathe
The young master didn't push her away, but he didn't respond either.
Mu Ying quietly opened her eyes and found that the young master was looking at her with unusual clarity.
His eyes were full of distance. Mu Ying couldn't see through it. She didn't know whether the young master was pitying her or tolerating her.
Mu Ying released the young master's neck and took a step back, "I'm sorry..."
"I thought you were drunk." The young master's voice was slightly hoarse. After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the community.
Mu Ying could see that the young master was very uncomfortable and even hated her being like this, but he still gave her the greatest tolerance.
But why did he just leave like that?
Mu Ying stared at the young master's back, lost in thought.
Could it be that after being kissed by her, he regretted coming out to find her?
Just as Mu Ying was lost in thought, the young master stopped, turned his head slightly, and said to her, "Are you going home or not?"
Mu Ying wiped the tears and rain from her face and said, "Go back!"
She picked up her suitcase and quickly caught up with the young master.
The young master did not hold an umbrella for her, but walked very fast with big strides.
Mu Ying had no choice but to stumble and follow behind: "Master, please walk slowly."
He turned around and looked at her. "Weren't you walking pretty fast when you ran out?"
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The young master continued to walk forward.
Mu Ying simply took off her high heels, held them in her hand, and quickly caught up with him.
"Master, did you hear me come out just now?"
The young master continued walking forward without even looking at her.
Mu Ying felt that she had said something nonsense. If the young master didn't know that she was out, why would he come out to look for her?
"Master, have you been following me?"
The young master didn't say anything, and his pace seemed to be even faster, as if he couldn't wait to get rid of her.
Mu Ying had already decided to return, no matter what the young master's attitude was. So she walked and ran, braving the heavy rain to chase after him, face and other things no longer mattered.
"Master, you..."
He finally stopped, took a deep breath, and looked at her, clearly impatient.
Mu Ying also stopped, wiped the rain off her face, and looked at him nervously.
"I'm sorry, I won't ask anymore."
She felt like she was just too happy and then sad. The Young Master's visit had suddenly made her lose her composure, and it had also made her forget that the Young Master actually had very little patience and could be very formidable...
The young master didn't get angry. He just glanced at her feet and said coldly, "Put your shoes on."
"Put on your shoes, I can't keep up with you."
The young master stared at her with a somewhat terrifying look in his eyes.
Mu Ying didn't dare to say anything more and put on her shoes.
After that, the young master didn't walk so fast anymore. Although Mu Ying still had a hard time following him, she felt a little sweet in her heart because the young master cared about her.
Finally returned home, after all this trouble, Mu Ying was exhausted.
She took off her shoes and stood in the hallway, wet like a drowned rat. Just as she was about to move forward, the young master turned around and glared at her: "Don't move, stand here."
Mu Ying didn't dare to move and felt very nervous.
Could it be that the young master wanted to make her stand in the corner as punishment because she ran away from home?
The young master left the entrance, and Mu Ying was still standing there, not knowing whether she should go in.
Fortunately, the young master came back soon with a big bath towel in his hand. He came to her, wrapped her up completely, and wiped the water off her head and body.
This rough method reminded Mu Ying of a Chihuahua she had as a child.
After bathing the Chihuahua, she would take a large bath towel, wrap the dog, and rub it roughly. Then the puppy would break free from the towel, shake it in place, and its hair would dry.
Unfortunately, the dog also died with his parents in that accident...
There was no time to be sad, because the young master's rough method really suffocated her, and with a bath towel covering her head, Mu Ying had to push him away with her hands.
"Master...I can't take it anymore...I can't breathe..."
He finally stopped.
But the next second, the young master picked her up horizontally.
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