Drifting Towards You

Listening to Li Qingqing's words, Su Xiangwan sighed softly.

From this point of view, Li Qingqing had a bit of sincerity towards Song Ziming.

In the previous life, I was afraid that I really blocked the way of the two.

Song Ziming glanced at her faintly, then put the pen into her hand and said warmly: "I don't want to make trouble too ugly for a couple. You have nothing to marry into the Song family, and now give you 10 million break-up fees and one A house property can be regarded as Song Jiaren's utmost righteousness. But Qingqing, you should understand me. I don't like to waste time on meaningless things. I will give you three more minutes. If you refuse to sign, don't blame me for being impolite. "

Song Ziming's words were still gentle and gentle, as if they were not lethal, but Su Xiangwan knew that his heart was cold and hard.

This person looked like Mu Beiting might belong to the same category.

But in fact, it's a big difference.

Song Ziming looked warm and amiable, but ruthless and unjust.

Mu Beiting looked lonely and arrogant, but his heart was soft.

Looking back on her previous life, she had been with Song Ziming for ten years, but she hadn't seen him have any sincere friends.

But looking at Mu Beiting again, although there are not many friends, they are all daring.

Thinking of this, her eyes fell on the man in front of her, and she smiled.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't bother her.

When something came up, seeing that she was not thinking about eating, she sat directly on the opposite side to her side.

He cut a waffle into her mouth, and Su Xiangwan opened his mouth to bite it.

But the pieces he cut were so big that he couldn't put it in his mouth.

After biting half of it, he faintly moved his gaze towards him, looking for a sense of existence.

Su Xiangwan retracted his gaze, fell on the handsome face in front of him, and asked unclearly: "What are you doing..."

Mu Beiting bit the other end of the waffle, his handsome face was very close to her, and after his lips touched her, he slowly bit down the waffle and moved away.

Su Xiangwan's cheeks blushed a little, and he said nothing.

Mu Beiting spoke in a deep voice while using a knife and fork: "The eyeballs are almost falling on Song Ziming."

Su Xiangwan was slightly surprised, and then smiled: "It's so sour."

Mu Beiting snorted coldly, his expression gloomy.

Su Xiangwan suddenly became diligent, took a snack with his hand and brought it to his mouth.

Mu Beiting glanced at her coldly, and Su Xiangwan showed a flattering smile: "Let's eat~"

Her smiling eyes were curved, and they were clear and pure.

He opened his thin lips involuntarily, but only when his lips touched the corner of the cake, Su Xiangwan took it back mischievously, put it into his mouth, and looked at him triumphantly.

Mu Beiting squinted his eyes, leaned over to press her on the deck, put his big hand on her ear, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

"Fuck me?" His voice was a bit vicious, obviously because he was hungry recently.

"Um...no..." He snatched most of what he had eaten, and Su Xiangwan was ashamed and annoyed.

Mu Beiting touched her waist twice with big hands from the hem of her clothes, and said in a deep voice, "I won't go home tonight."

Su Xiangwan looked at him incomprehensibly: "Where to go then?"

His eyes were deep, and he slowly said, "Go open|| the room."

He said so bluntly, Su Xiangwan just wanted to find a place to dig into it.

You don't have to think about it to know that she is thinking about that stuff again.

After all, now that year has passed, the little devil is like a monkey, and the evil fire that has disturbed him several times can't come out.

Su Xiangwan grabbed his shirt and whispered softly, "Liar, didn't you say you want to cook for me?"