Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Chapter 1156 Like a Wife

Mu Ying could smell the alcohol on the young master, mixed with the smell of tobacco.

You don't need to ask, the young master must have drunk a lot today.

"Master, your injury is still not healed, why are you drinking again?"

In fact, the young master is a very self-disciplined person. In order to take back the Chu family and avenge his parents, the young master has been extremely strict with himself.

But recently he has been out of control again and again...

Mu Ying felt distressed for a while, how much she cared for his excessive self-discipline in the past, and now how much she cared for his loss of control and indulgence.

But the young master did not speak, but pushed her away, patted her on the shoulder, and walked silently towards his master bedroom.

Mu Ying's nose was sour, and two tears flowed out.

But she quickly touched her eyes with the palm of her hand, and followed the young master.

The young master probably didn't want her to touch him, but she also had to ensure that he returned home safely.

The young master entered the house and closed the door, while Mu Ying was shut out.

She put her hand on the doorknob, and the coolness from the metal knob made her shiver.

Looking at the closed door, Mu Ying knew that what the young master really needed was not her.

There was no reason to stay outside the door, and she didn't dare to enter the house rashly to disturb the young master, Mu Ying turned around and walked towards her room.

Suddenly, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the young master's room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Mu Ying was startled, she didn't hesitate any longer, she immediately turned around, went back to the young master's door, and knocked on the door three times.

The young master didn't respond.

"Master, I'm coming in." After speaking, Mu Ying pushed the door open and went in.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the room, not of alcohol, but of medical alcohol.

Mu Ying walked in quickly, passed through the entrance, and came to the small hall. She saw the young master sitting on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, three buttons of his shirt were undone, and there was blood oozing from his upper arm, stained red sleeves.

On the ground was an overturned medicine box.

The young master did not fall asleep, his face was gloomy and his eyes were scarlet.

Seeing him like this, Mu Ying was a little scared.

But he still stepped forward immediately, helped up the alcohol bottle that fell on the ground, screwed the lid on, and then hurriedly put all kinds of medicines back into the medicine box.

After packing up the medicine box, Mu Ying came to the young master, "Young master, let me do it."

She knew that the young master wanted to change the medicine by himself, but because he drank too much, he might not be able to hold it steady, which caused the medicine box to fall to the ground.

The young master nodded.

Mu Ying's breath was slightly relieved.

"Master, let me take off your shirt first." Mu Ying said.

"Ah."

So Mu Ying sat beside him and helped him unbutton his shirt, one by one, until they were completely unbuttoned.

Mu Ying's heart speeded up bit by bit.

She suddenly felt that she was like a wife.

But from beginning to end, the young master didn't look at her.

Even though they were so close, even their breaths blended together.

The young master didn't have any feelings for her, and he didn't even have the slightest desire of a man for a woman.

He just stood up cooperatively and asked her to take off his shirt for him.

This made Mu Ying feel sad for herself, she said in a low voice, "Master, turn around, I will help you deal with the injury on your back first."

The young master turned around very cooperatively.

There was only one floor lamp on the side of the sofa, and the warm yellow light hit the young master's back and also illuminated his handsome profile.

The corners of Mu Ying's mouth raised slightly, but her eye sockets began to sore.

She found that deep down in her heart, she hoped that the young master's injury would never heal.

Because only this time is when the young master needs her the most, and at this moment, the young master completely belongs to her.

But she didn't let her emotions go, she skillfully sterilized, changed the dressing, and bandaged the young master.

"Aying."

The young master suddenly called her name, which made her hands tremble, but she immediately stabilized herself.

"What's the matter, master?"