Chapter 295

Mu Yuansheng drove the car steadily, and when he saw that Meng Ying didn't get in the car like before, he talked nicely to him for a while.

He asked, "Are you tired from work?"

Meng Ying tilted her head, looking at this pretty face, she stretched out her hand and tapped his face, "I'm sure I'm not as relaxed and happy at work as I am at home every day."

Her fingers touched his face, the numbness made Mu Yuansheng swallow his throat.

"Don't worry, I'm driving."

"Honey, do you know what I want to do most now?" Meng Ying withdrew her hand, still sitting sideways and staring at him.

"What?"

"In bed with you..."

Mu Yuansheng's face was tense.

Meng Ying went on to say: "Do nothing, just lie in your arms and have a good sleep."

There have been so many things recently that I have never lived a married life with him.

Mu Yuansheng knew that she was very tired and the Meng family had a lot of things to do, so he only hoped that she could sleep well at night.

So, sometimes she was restless, and he stopped her.

I don't want to bother her anymore.

Up to now, Mu Yuansheng still doesn't know about the tattoo on her waist.

When they got home, Mu Yuansheng carried her out of the car.

Sisters of Lotus are already used to it.

These two young people are like glue.

The two of them have never blushed, and they are always in love with each other, which is great.

"Sir, madam, have you had lunch yet?" Aunt Lian had never seen them come back at noon on weekdays.

"No. You make it first, and come down to eat later." After Mu Yuansheng ordered, he carried Meng Ying back to the bedroom.

Meng Ying leaned on his chest, her voice was soft, "Why did you bring me back? I still have something to do in the afternoon."

"It's okay, take a good rest at home." Mu Yuansheng put her on the bed, staring at her affectionately, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Meng Ying smiled, moved a little inside, and patted the position next to her, "Come up."

Mu Yuansheng undressed and went to bed, and held her in his arms.

Meng Ying arched in his arms, found a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

After a few minutes of silence, Meng Ying suddenly sat up.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Lian should have a while to finish the meal." Meng Ying glanced at the door.

Mu Yuansheng didn't understand what she was going to do.

"It should be a while."

"That's a quick fight."

"..."

Meng Ying began to undress.

Mu Yuansheng's pupils dilated, then contracted again.

At noon, is she going to do something wrong?

"Aren't you tired?" Mu Yuansheng was worried about her body.

After Meng Ying took off her clothes, she pulled up the quilt and covered both of them under the quilt.

Then groped for his clothes.

Mu Yuansheng knew that at this time, he could no longer persuade her.

What's more, they really haven't shown their love in action for a long time.

After a while of rustling.

Suddenly Mu Yuansheng pulled back the quilt and rolled her under him, his eyes fell on her slender waist.

The pupils constricted and became extremely unfathomable.

He saw the small tattoo, frowned, and said in a low voice, "When did you get it?"

Meng Ying wrapped her hands around her shoulders, with a smile in her winking eyes, "Does it look good?"

"I told you, you are not allowed to get tattoos!" Mu Yuansheng suppressed his anger.

"The husband sings and the wife follows. You have me and I have to have it, so that we can show the unity of our husband and wife." Meng Ying stretched out her hand to caress the furry tiger, "This is my response to you."

Mu Yuansheng breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked that place with his hand.

For so long, she has hidden it deeply.

He was angry and distressed, "Does it hurt?"