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

"..."

When her eyes fell on the man's clear-cut face, Mu Changying's heart skipped a beat and she turned her head away unnaturally, feeling guilty and not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Why did A Yuan appear on the awards podium? And it seems that the third brother knows! When did he know about it, and he concealed military information!

"The champion of the 12th Cars competition is - Mu... Changying!"

Rong Liyuan held the card and paused for a second, his deep and dark eyes filled with gentleness.

His deep and hoarse voice reached the ears of everyone present through the microphone, making people's hearts itch, their faces turn red, and their hearts beat.

"...No, it's a bit familiar..." Looking at his face, some people lowered their heads and thought deeply. After a few seconds, they suddenly realized that they raised their hands and slapped their foreheads, "Second Master, this is Second Master Rong!!!"

It was such a shocking thing that one word set off a thousand waves.

The people present were talking a lot, and a chain of relationships emerged in their minds.

They looked at Mu Changying with a much clearer look. It turned out that she was the second master's little wife!

"Thank you." Mu Changying reached out to take the trophy. Their hands touched in mid-air, but his cold skin made her feel a little warm inexplicably.

She quickly took it, holding the trophy in both hands, and her obedient appearance was particularly endearing.

"..." Sensing the astonishing and voyeuristic eyes from all directions, Rong Rong's pupils, as deep as a well, were filled with dark light, surging.

"Let the rest of the award presenters come." He said nothing, strode forward and clasped her wrist.

In full view of the public, the intimate gesture between the two made people feel sour.

"Ah good……"

Li Nanxun's eyelashes trembled, and he agreed reflexively. He felt regretful that he had just agreed.

Fuck, is he creating a chance for the other person to be alone? Watching my sister being fucked by a good pig, I felt really complicated.

After leaving the award podium, Rong Suyuan released his tightly clasped palms.

"A Yuan, I was wrong." Mu Changying followed the man's steps with her head down, her white and tender face wrinkled into a small bun.

"..."

Rong Liyuan was silent and stopped in vain.

She didn't have time to brake, and she suddenly bumped into his hard back, and her nose suddenly felt sour.

Mu Changying pouted her lips and gently bit her lips with her teeth, "Well...it hurts..."

"Why……"

Hearing her soft voice, he let out a subtle sigh, turned around and rubbed her red nose.

Mu Changying looked at his focused expression, slightly stunned, and her heart softened completely.

After rubbing her for a while, Rong Liyuan hugged her sideways and strode towards the exclusive lounge in the corner.

"boom--"

He kicked open the door roughly and threw her on the soft sofa.

He restrained her shoulders, turned her body over, and lay down on her stomach.

"Um...A Yuan, what are you going to do?"

Mu Changying buried her face in the soft sofa. She was about to struggle to get up, but her buttocks felt a slight pain for a second.

"Pah - pah -"

He raised his hand and slapped her little butt twice with all his strength. The crisp sound made his face turn red with shame, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"A...A Yuan, you..."

Mu Changying obviously wanted to accuse, but her voice was delicate and soft, and her confidence was getting weaker and weaker.

"Yingbao, are you wrong?"

Rong Liyuan's face was serious, and he looked very rigid like an unkind high school dean who caught a student late.

"No...that's right..."

"Um?"

"Wrong, wrong..."