Chapter 1550: After the kissing scene, another one...
After finally finishing the meal, you still have to stay overnight before leaving?
Mu Ying quietly tugged at the young master's sleeve, hoping he would understand.
The young master took one look at her hand, then took it and squeezed it, as if to tell her not to worry.
But the next second I heard him say: "Okay, then stay for one night, let's stay in the same room as when we were kids."
Xiao Chongyang smiled and said, "Sure. I'll have Old Wei send someone to clean it up. It's been a long time since anyone has lived here, so it's probably going to be quite dusty."
"Thank you, Uncle Wei."
Uncle Wei shook his head, said something polite, and went to make the arrangements.
After that, everyone left the restaurant and went about their own business.
Mu Ying and the young master were walking at the end. She tugged at the young master's hand and asked him with her eyes why he agreed.
The young master must have understood what she meant. He nodded at her and said, "Come out with me for a cigarette."
So Mu Ying followed the young master to the outside of the villa.
Mu Ying had been to Xiao Chongyang's Manor in North City. This house was similar to that manor, only slightly smaller.
There is a fountain in front of the door. Further ahead of the fountain is a large lawn. Further ahead of the lawn is a row of tall trees.
By this time, night had completely fallen, and the scenery in the manor was no longer clear. One could only see the shadowy trees and the sculptures along the corridor, a dark mass that was even more disturbing.
The cool night breeze and the fact that she was wearing so little made Mu Ying's hair stand on end.
The young master took her to a swing chair outside the house, then took off his coat and put it on her.
"I'm going to smoke over there, you sit here for a while."
"I'll go with you!"
"Aren't you afraid of choking?"
Mu Ying shook her head, thinking that breathing secondhand smoke was better than being alone.
She doesn't want to leave the young master at all now.
The young master looked at her, shook his head helplessly, and without moving any further, stood beside her and lit a cigarette.
The cigarette in the young master's hand was burning with a scarlet light. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke. His eyes were as deep as the night.
Mu Ying didn't disturb him. She sat quietly on the swing chair, looked up at the night sky, and wrapped herself tightly in the clothes the young master gave her.
The young master looked very calm, but he came out to smoke as soon as he finished his meal, which showed that he was not as relaxed as he seemed.
"Master, why did you agree to this? Can't we just go home directly?" Mu Ying asked.
The young master lighted the ash from his cigarette and said calmly, "I told you not to be afraid."
Mu Ying pursed her lips and asked, "Why did Mr. Xiao ask us to stay overnight?"
The young master looked at her through the smoke, was silent for two seconds, and said, "Maybe it's to see if we are really married and whether we will sleep together."
"ah?"
He cleared his throat, "Well, just a guess."
Mu Ying pondered and nodded.
"But how is Mr. Xiao going to see it? He doesn't know what we do behind closed doors. He can't just run into our room and stare at us."
The young master smiled as if her question was stupid.
Mu Ying took two seconds to react, then her mind popped up and she was shocked: "Could it be... there's a camera in the room?"
Is it possible that after the kissing scene, there is also a bed scene?
Thinking of that scene, Mu Ying felt the blood rushing to his head.
The young master narrowed his eyes at her and said, "Maybe. I don't know."
Young Master doesn't even know...
Mu Ying's mood became more and more solemn. Is Xiao Chongyang really so persistent that he has to see whether they are pretending to get married or are truly in love?
Perhaps, Xiao Chongyang wanted to confirm this matter to determine whether the young master had any ill intentions towards him.
At this time, the young master put out his cigarette, but he still had half of it unsmoked.
He sat over and leaned back on the swing chair. "Aying, what if there really is a camera?"
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