The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After breakfast, Rong Liyuan was ready to go to the company.

A Yuan, wait.

Mu Changying stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and clasped his slender hands around his neck. The skin on the exposed arm was as smooth as makeup and powder.

She made a gesture to tidy up his clothes, Your collar is not tidy.

Bai Mo subconsciously looked up at Rong Liyuan, his eyes full of doubts.

Er Ye's collar is well organized, without any creases.

Baha~

Mu Changying planted a kiss on his side face, his face was a little bit shy, like a little hamster who had successfully ate it.

She withdrew from his embrace, crossed her thumb and index finger, and said, This is a good morning kiss.

After finishing speaking, he blinked his bright water eyes. This soft and cute plain makeup is simply a crit.

Seeing that she turned around and was about to run away, Rong Liyuan clasped her wrist with his broad palm, and gently pulled her back into his arms.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and said in a low and hoarse voice, Yingbao, you haven't finished the process yet.

Mu Changying was a little dazed, her eyelashes were fluttering, and her confused appearance was like that of a lost lamb.

She said weakly, A Yuan, I don't understand what you said...

Rong Liyuan's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple twitched, There's only one farewell kiss left.

...

With the briefcase in his hand, the corner of Bai Mo's mouth twitched, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.

He was about to fall to the ground, but luckily the old and vigorous Steward Sun supported him quickly.

Pfft...

Mu Changying's brows were stained with joy, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Got it.

The way this man asks for a kiss is really damn tempting.

She tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek again.

This kiss instantly ignited the fire in the man's heart, and the eyes he looked at Mu Changying became darker and darker, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Ahem...Second Master, it's time for us to go to the company.

Under the tremendous pressure, Bai Mo said weakly.

Rong Liyuan came back to his senses, suppressed the flame in his heart, and put one hand in his pocket.

He glanced at Bai Mo coldly, I know, you don't need to talk too much.

Bai Mo remained silent, looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees.

Hey, it's really too difficult to be the second master's subordinate...

After Rong Liyuan left, only Mu Changying and Rong Shichu remained as the owners of the house.

Those who didn't know thought you were transformed into a vixen.

Rong Shichu put the spoon in his hand into the bowl, making a crisp sound.

This woman's ability is really not small, and she was taken aback by her set of tricks.

Son, don't try to provoke me.

Your mother, if I'm in a bad mood, I'll unscrew your heavenly cap.

Mu Changying supported the table with one hand, and the corner of her mouth curved slightly.

Her smile didn't reach her eyes, and her icy appearance made people tremble.

The switching between angels and demons is easy and there is no sense of disobedience.

Rong Shichu sneered again and again, Don't be too complacent. You should know that the higher you stand, the harder you will fall.

This woman is really hypocritical. Once Dad left, she didn't even bother to do anything with him to save face.

That sentence doesn't apply to me.

Mu Changying raised her brows lightly, her face was gentle, as if this person was a small piece of dust, not worthy of her attention.

Chick, this man should take care of himself.

Because soon she will sweep him out of the house.

A beautiful girl like her, who is as beautiful as a flower, doesn't have the habit of being a real mother.