Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting's expression remained unchanged, and he bit her earlobe and whispered, "I bought vegetables and went to the hotel to cook them. There is also a kitchen in general."

Su Xiangwan was shocked by his shamelessness, ashamed and annoyed, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Don't make trouble, so many people are watching."

Mu Beiting said a little rascal: "Then you agree."

His words didn't mean to ask, he just looked at her fixedly.

Su Xiangwan's cheeks were hot when he saw him, and his breathing became a little heavier.

He didn't want to forget it when he was born. The tip of his tongue stuck out on her earlobe and licked it.

Su Xiangwan trembled lightly in a warm damp Confucianism.

Mu Beiting smiled and said, "It's still so sensitive."

"Get up quickly and stop making trouble." Su Xiangwan stretched out a small hand and pushed him. After all, this is a coffee shop after all. Even if the deck design is more secretive, it is still crowded after all.

He is shameless, but she still needs shame.

He raised his finger and pressed it lightly on her lips, a strange color flashed under his eyes: "That's an agreement."

Su Xiangwan's face turned a little bit redder, and he only felt that if he really went to the hotel, he didn't know how he would toss her tonight.

"Talking, late." He spoke again, forcefully, and he had to bully her and agree to it personally.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and let out a sigh, then responded, "En."

Mu Beiting curled his lips, his eyes were stained with a smile, and then he straightened up and helped her up by the way.

Su Xiangwan was a little annoyed that he was shameless, so he dropped his eyes and ignored him.

Mu Beiting didn't care, but reached out to tidy up her messy clothes for her.

After gently stirring the coffee in front of him, Su Xiangwan took a sip and heard the voice of the conversation from the table next door coming back.

Su Xiangwan sighed softly, which really couldn't blame her for wanting to hear it.

"Is there no room for maneuver?" Li Qingqing still refused to sign with tearful eyes.

At the beginning, when Mu Beiting was forced, she designed him to become the young wife of the Song family, but she didn't expect everything to be different from what she had expected.

In the end, she didn't plan for anything, and was disgusted by him, and only got an empty name.

Song Ziming seemed to be a little impatient, but he seemed to be very patient because he was about to separate his relationship with this woman.

He sat opposite Li Qingqing, his clothes neat and tidy, his eyes lowered, and he smiled without saying a word.

Without an answer, Li Qingqing couldn't help but choked up again: "Brother Ziming, I don't want to leave you, I really like you."

Song Ziming remained silent.

Only after five minutes came, Song Ziming slowly reached out and exchanged a divorce agreement and said: "Ten million is invalidated. If you don't sign within three minutes, the property will also be invalidated."

Li Qingqing's heart trembled, and her hands kept shaking as she watched the exchanged agreement in her hand.

Song Ziming's expression was still gentle, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

There was a string of tears in the corner of Li Qingqing's eyes, staring at Song Ziming, "If I had Su Xiangwan's family background, would you like me?"

After hearing this, Su Xiangwan couldn't help being ridiculous.

I don't understand why Li Qingqing thinks Song Ziming has a special preference for her?

Song Ziming was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "I like her that has nothing to do with her family background."

After hearing this, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but sneered.

like her?

How dare Song Ziming say these words?

She had kept him sincerely in her previous life for ten years, but he only regarded her as a pawn.

She only took a few photos with him in this life, and he pretended to be deeply rooted in love.