Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Have chest muscles! ?

Ning Yu grabbed the meat greedily with both hands, and her slightly hazy eyes suddenly burst into life.

If you have chest muscles, then your abs are not far behind!

She held her strong chest under her body to steady her body, shook and wiped the saliva from her mouth, and a pair of warm little hands went down Chu Ye's chest.

He murmured: "Where are the abs? My, uh, my, where are my abs?"

The carriage shook, and Ning Yu was knocked around.

Chu Ye lay on his back on the soft brocade cushion in the car, supported Ning Yu who was about to collapse, and looked at him for a long time.

Ning Yu, however, just lowered her head to search. She pressed Chu Ye's abdominal muscles in front of her and rubbed them, smiling obscenely and satisfied.

As expected, she has abdominal muscles!

Chu Ye had drunk a lot of wine today and was already a little smokey at this time. The soft and warm hands touched his body, which made him breathe a little unspeakably.

He paused, then grabbed Ning Yu's armpits with his big hands and lifted him up.

Ning Yu staggered and fell into Chu Ye's open arms.

Putting his arms around Ning Yu as he wished, Chu Ye sighed contentedly and said softly: "Yu'er, don't make trouble."

The carriage was dark, Chu Ye put his arms around Ning Yu, and finally did what he had always wanted to do today: he gently and tenderly touched Ning Yu's head.

His chest was warmly swollen with unknown emotions, and he gently patted Ning Yu's thin back.

"Go to sleep, be good; we will be at the Duke's Mansion in a while."

Ning Yu refused, she nestled on Chu Ye's neck, and her unclear voice reached Chu Ye's ears.

"Beauty, I am a famous rich second generation in Tiansheng City. Now I have recognized Prime Minister Chu as my teacher. Just follow me."

After finally encountering it once, how could she feel at ease and not touch it to her full satisfaction?

Ning Yuqiang held up her sleepy eyelids and continued to linger on Chu Ye's body with a pair of unwilling hands.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Ye knew that Ning Xiaodan was drunk again and had forgotten the people and things that had just happened.

He grabbed Ning Yu's troubled little hand and placed it in front of him. He patted Ning Yu's head helplessly and lovingly, trying to divert Ning Yu's attention.

Chu Ye's voice was low and he said slowly with a coaxing tone: "Yu'er, what is the second generation of rich people?"

Ning Yu was hugged a little tightly by him. She struggled around and flattened her mouth in dissatisfaction: "The second generation of rich people are the descendants of rich people."

After saying that, she seemed to find it a little funny and giggled.

The soft and fragrant body in his arms trembled with laughter, and Chu Ye's beautiful thin lips couldn't help but curl up.

While Ning Yu smiled, she quietly reached out to Chu Ye's chest and touched it gently.

Chu Ye grabbed the two small hands on his chest and restrained them, and the smile on his lips widened.

He hugged Ning Yu and shook it gently: "Yu'er, don't move, be good."

Ning Yu in her arms paused for a moment.

Chu Ye rubbed Ning Yu's warm and soft little hand and sighed contentedly.

Ning Yu had laughed enough, and she couldn't help but raise her face, as if she was trying to see Chu Ye's face clearly.

There were two blushes on the young man's fair face, and his eyes were dark and bright. At this time, they were slowly surging with ripples of light, looking straight at him.

Chu Ye looked at Ning Yu's focused and passionate eyes, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was slightly hoarse: "What is Yu'er looking at?"

Ning Yu smiled and replied like a disciple: "Of course I am looking at you, my beauty."

Chu Ye was shocked and unconsciously let go of Ning Yu's hand.

Ning Yu got closer to Chu Ye: "Little beauty, you have a good figure, but I didn't expect that your appearance is even more outstanding. It really suits my taste."

She raised her hand and touched Chu Ye's face. She seemed to be quite satisfied with the touch of her hand, and she stroked it again and again in a frivolous manner.

Chu Ye stared at Ning Yu's red lips, which became brighter due to drinking, and her phoenix eyes, which became darker.

Seeing Ning Yu's plump red lips getting closer and closer, Chu Ye breathed quickly, and his hands unconsciously tightened around Ning Yu.

"Yu'er..."

Ning Yu slowly approached Chu Ye's lips, and their breaths blended together. The sweet smell of pear blossoms gradually spread, intoxicating Chu Ye's eyes that looked down deeply.

His heart was beating wildly, and he slowly watched Ning Yu's face getting closer and closer, reluctant to stop him.

Ning Yu could no longer hold on. She closed her moist and hazy eyes and finally fell into a dark dream.

Chu Ye was caught off guard and was hit by Ning Yu. His lip flesh touched his teeth, and he bled in an instant.

The charming thoughts in his heart receded in an instant. Chu Ye raised Ning Yu's head nervously and finally felt relieved when he saw that her fair and smooth forehead was fine.

Fixing Ning Yu's head, which was shaking due to the shaking of the carriage, Chu Ye licked the salty lips in his mouth, and finally couldn't help laughing.

When Bai Zhu heard Chu Ye's deep and joyful laughter coming from the carriage, he looked back in horror.

Since the incident at General Zhenyuan's Mansion, the master has never smiled, let alone laughed as cheerfully as he did now.

The low laughter continued, and Bai Shu felt complicated. He paused, and finally resigned himself to his fate and raised his whip again.

As soon as the master sees this Ning Xiaodan, he will become unlike himself.

There was a sound of hoofbeats, accompanied by Baizhu's sigh of joy or sorrow, as he headed all the way towards Duke Anguo's mansion.

In the residence of Marquis Zhongyong, Huo Wenxiang held a writing brush and wrote the names of the invitees one by one on the red wedding invitations.

Qi Yulian polished the ink while looking at her husband with loving eyes.

"Sir, Xin'er has just returned home. Is it a little too ostentatious to arrange and hairdress her hair in such a grand manner?"

Huo Wenxiang picked up the finished post and blew it:

"Everyone knows that you and I have been looking for Xin'er for more than ten years. Now that she has finally returned home after all the hardships, it's time to tell the world her identity as the direct granddaughter of the Hou Mansion."

Hearing this, Qi Yulian wiped her eyes happily: "Yes, when I think of Xin'er's suffering in the past ten years, my heart feels like something is tightening."

Huo Wenxiang hugged his wife, patted her on the back gently and said: "Fortunately, Xin'erfu is lucky enough to come back at the right time. There is still a chance for us to make up for the debt we have owed to her over the years."

Qi Yulian was held in her husband's arms, nodded slightly, and said after a while:

"Yue'er has pointed her out to the young master of the Si family. Now that she has changed, it is time to pay more attention to her and look at the children of a well-matched family."

Huo Wenxiang nodded when he heard this: "In that case, I'll trouble Lian'er and mother to pay more attention to Yue'er."

Qi Yulian glanced at her husband angrily:

"Whatever the master said, this is what I, as a mother, should do. Just look at it. When Xin'er gets her haircut in the future, my mother and I will choose a good son-in-law for you."