A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1466 Is your eye twitching?



Chapter 1466 Is your eye twitching?

Zhuang Shijue's sight of this item was purely accidental. A group of people and their car were parked on the street, completely disregarding the complaints they caused. Zhuang Shijue jumped out of the car and stood in front of the boutique's window for a long time.

She was a Barbie princess with extremely slender and charming eyes, wearing a blue shimmering dress, with long hair flowing over her shoulders, and a delicate and beautiful face.

At first glance, Zhuang Shijue thought the doll looked like Mu Ning. He remembered the first time he saw Mu Ning was during the Spring Festival of the year the eldest young master of Zhuang had his accident. She appeared at the Zhuang family wearing a rustic cotton-padded jacket, looking so out of place, yet she remained calm. She was able to face the obvious contempt of others with composure and even asked seriously, "Just because I'm wearing bad clothes, does that mean I should be treated differently?"

At that time, Mu Ning's eyes were long and narrow with upturned corners. Her charming eyes revealed a pure gaze, which was both contradictory and harmonious, and very surprising.

His first impression of it was stunning, and that stunning impression stayed with him for a long time.

It's been years since we last met. Seeing her again, well, the aloof goddess has become a bit of a goofball. It feels a little incongruous, but it seems better than before. That's human, isn't it? Before, she was a delicate flower, needing to be kept in a greenhouse. Now, she's like a trumpet or a sunflower; no matter how much sun and rain she endures, she'll only become more vibrant. No need to worry about her wilting if she's not properly cared for.

Zhuang Shijue stood outside the door with the gift in hand. In a house, who would lock the door at night? Even if a servant came up, they would knock first and enter only after receiving permission.

Zhuang Shijue gently pushed open the door. Lyrical music was playing in the room, and incense and candles were lit.

Zhuang Shijue realized what was happening almost as soon as he pushed open the door. They weren't teenagers; certain things were very sensitive for adult men.

"Oh, you've got some fun." Zhuang Shijue stood in the hallway leading to the bedroom, gently rubbing his nose. "This scent, is it an aphrodisiac?"

Such a wonderful atmosphere, should he disturb it or not?

If he bothers them, they'll hate him, and he might even get stabbed in the back by the young master. If he doesn't bother them, it's not his style to not get involved in something so promising; he'll definitely be itching to get involved as soon as he turns around and leaves.

I took a step inside and heard voices from within.

"Zhuang Shiyuan...it hurts..."

Zhuang Shijue's eyelids twitched immediately. No way, could it still be...? Should we take a picture as a souvenir?

"Just bear with it a little longer..."

"Young Master, are you sure you want that fat man on top?" The eldest young master was sweating profusely, while the second young master, eavesdropping anxiously from the corner.

Mu Ning whined and grumbled again. Zhuang Shijue turned and walked out. Well, he should go out too. Seeing the young master looking so powerless, he felt quite sad.

I gently closed the door, leaving an exquisite box at the entrance.

A short while later, Zhuang Shijue went back to his room, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out again.

The maid stood at the door, watching, and called out softly, "Second Young Master, you just came back and went out again. Third Master knows..."

"Shh—you know, I know, heaven and earth know, beautiful and lovely auntie, you're such a good person." Zhuang Shijue immediately moved his handsome and charming face closer to the auntie, raising his eyebrows and constantly flirting with his peach blossom eyes.

The aunt stepped back slightly. "Second Young Master, is your eye twitching? It's an illness, you need to get it treated!"

"Auntie, that's not a cute way to say it." Zhuang Shijue patted his aunt's shoulder, changed his shoes, turned to the side and blew her a kiss, "You know what I mean, you know how to say it, mwah."

The aunt felt a chill run down her spine. This Master Zhuang, oh dear…

The auntie closed the door and found it amusing. Actually, the second young master was a very nice person, and he treated the servants very well, just like Miss Mu. People aren't stupid; they all know whether someone is sincere or not.

The atmosphere in the young master's room upstairs was indeed quite nice, filled with the fragrance of incense, and twenty-one lotus-shaped candles were lit, casting a dim, ambiguous, warm, and romantic ambiance.

Mu Xiaoniu had to lie face down on the bed, and Zhuang Shiyuan took the hand she usually used to massage his back and started massaging her back.

"Is this any better?"

"Hmm, I feel a little better." Mu Ning finally found a comfortable position, paused for a moment and then said, "If you're tired, don't massage me anymore, my back doesn't hurt."

"I wonder if massaging you more will help you lose weight," Zhuang Shiyuan said with a smile.

"Huh?" Upon hearing those two words, Mu Ning immediately turned to look at him, her eyes lighting up. "Really?"

"I don't know," Zhuang Shiyuan laughed. "Want me to massage your shoulders and back?"

"No, I'm too fat, I'm afraid it will hurt your hands." Mu Ning quickly got up to refuse, but Zhuang Shiyuan pressed her down again: "It's okay, you've served me for years, now I'll make it up to you little by little, hurry up, lie down."

Mu Ning grinned, "That doesn't sound very nice."

"Hmm, what do you want to hear, hmm? Tell me, and I'll listen and repeat after you." Zhuang Shiyuan pressed her back, the soft texture of her hands felt like pinching a steamed bun, the kind that's still warm and fresh out of the oven.

"Hmm, you've never said you love me," Mu Ning said softly, biting her lip.

Zhuang Shiyuan paused for a moment, chuckled softly, and sighed, "Women..."

"Well, if you don't want to, that's fine," Mu Ning suddenly said, turning to look at her.

Zhuang Shiyuan's eyes were filled with laughter. From only thinking of herself at the beginning to now thinking of others in every way, how many facts did she see clearly in these four years to become like this?

She used to be like a little hedgehog, but now I just want to treat her well. I won't think about how to tame her or make her obedient anymore, because she is already obedient enough.

"I love you, I love you, I love Mu Ning, Zhuang Shiyuan loves Mu Ning, I love her very much."

Zhuang Shiyuan spoke each word carefully, slowly leaning down to embrace her. His warm words brushed against her ear, and he smiled gently. She felt as if she had melted into spring water by his sudden tenderness, warm and soft. She turned her head slightly, and his lips were close to hers.

"Zhuang Shiyuan, you mustn't..."

"Don't speak." Zhuang Shiyuan pressed his lips against hers. "I'm recovering very well."

Suddenly saying something like that, even the dumbest person would know what he was up to. Mu Ning lamented inwardly, "It's all the Third Madam's fault! Everything was fine before, wasn't it?"

Zhuang Shiyuan...

This is indeed a physically demanding task.

after..

Zhuang Shiyuan was stunned for a full five minutes.

However, the important business will only take about five minutes.

Mu Ning felt a sharp pain, and then...

. . . .

"How are you?" Mu Ning asked softly. "I told you not to be anxious, why didn't you listen?"


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