Chapter 1770: To be the boss or the junior?
In fact, even if the young master asked her to ask, she couldn't ask, even though she still had many questions in her heart, about the recording, about the young master's plan to deal with Xiao Chongyang in the future...
But just as the young master had warned her in advance, she would not be able to speak normally in a while.
She can't speak normally now. Not only can she not speak normally, her brain can't think normally either.
He is in my mind, in my breath, inside and out...
This is the second time Mu Ying and the young master are together.
She tasted some flavors, some flavors that can only be experienced after becoming a woman, as if the desire hidden deep in her body was being aroused by the young master bit by bit.
I seem to love him even more...
The soft big bed finally stopped its suffering today and I can rest for a while.
The room regained its calm, and the sun was directly overhead. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, and the shadows were very short. It was already noon...
Mu Ying lay lazily in the young master's arms, the numbness spreading to her fingertips had not yet subsided.
"Are you asleep?" the young master asked softly.
Mu Ying shook her head, not wanting to talk much.
"Shall I carry you to wash?" the young master said with a smile.
"Lie down for a while..."
She realized that her voice was a little hoarse, and thinking of her performance just now, she rubbed against the young master's arms embarrassedly.
The young master continued to hold her.
After a while, the young master asked again: "Is it less painful this time?"
The young master's tone was that of a doctor caring for a patient.
But he is clearly the murderer...
Mu Ying nodded silently, her cheeks burning.
"Then you lie down first, I'll go take a shower."
"No..." Mu Ying hugged his waist: "You are not allowed to go either."
The young master had already prepared to get up, and he lay down again, smiling and hugging her shoulders: "Okay, then hold me for a while longer."
Mu Ying calmed down and finally regained her spirits. She lay on the young master's chest and looked at him.
The young master pinched her face and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I heard the recording of your conversation with Mr. Xiao. Geng Chi played it for me. It was the recording he had put in the USB drive he wanted to give me." After Mu Ying finished speaking, she waited for the young master's response.
The young master squinted his eyes and examined her face: "Don't you trust me unconditionally and won't listen to what others say?"
"You and Miss Xiao travel around the world, how can I trust you..."
The young master smiled and pinched her waist: "I haven't traveled around the world yet."
"almost……"
"Now that you've heard the recording, what then? What do you want to ask me?"
Mu Ying was extremely surprised and said to the young master, "I haven't even told you which recording it is, and you already know it?"
"What leverage could Geng Chi have on me? I can guess. He must have overheard the conversation between Mr. Xiao and me that day and misunderstood it."
"Then the young master said that on purpose to reassure Mr. Xiao about you, right? It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines..."
There was more than one part in that recording that broke Mu Ying's heart.
For example, the young master told Xiao Chongyang that he would consider having contact with Hanlu.
Mu Ying already knew that there was no possibility for the young master and Han Lu, and she said that just to reassure Xiao Chongyang.
But what about that sentence about how even if he wanted to keep Aying away, Aying would not agree... Although the young master didn't say it directly, his meaning seemed to be that he actually wanted to do that, but was afraid that Aying would not agree.
Thinking about the young master's tone at that time, Mu Ying felt depressed.
So she had to ask him in person whether he said that just to appease Xiao Chongyang or whether he really had that thought in mind.
She waited eagerly for the young master's answer. The young master looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of inquiry.
Then the young master asked her a very strange question: "Aying, if it were in ancient times, would you like to be the eldest or the youngest?"
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