Drifting Towards You

She stared at her fiercely, her eyes a little bit resentful.

Song Ziming on the side said to Su Xiangwan Wen: "I and Qingqing are preparing for a divorce. If Xiangwan feels that Young Master Mu is unreliable at any time, you might as well come to me, and I will send my wife's position in front of you."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingqing's lungs almost exploded, and shouted at Song Ziming: "I tell you! You dream, you can't imagine, as long as Li Qingqing is with me one day, your wife can only be me!"

Song Ziming's expression remained unchanged. He looked at her and smiled and said, "Qingqing, the person who knows the current affairs is a brilliant man, why should you make yourself suffer?"

When the words were over, Song Ziming no longer looked at the faces of several people, and after swept his gaze over Mu Beiting, he turned and left.

Mu Beiting's gaze was extremely deep, and he touched the coffee cup in front of him with his fingertips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Qingqing glanced at the two with red eyes, and because of Mu Beiting's presence, she didn't dare to treat Su Xiangwan again.

She stepped on a pair of high heels and turned to leave.

After she left, Mu Beiting kissed her white dough-like cheek, and said solemnly: "You just looked at Song Ziming for a few times."

Su Xiangwan was itchy when he kissed him, and hid, "How can I get a few eyes."

"Openly flirting." Mu Beiting's voice was quiet, obviously a little unhappy.

Su Xiangwan squatted his mouth: "I just looked at the quilt, how can I make a humorous expression."

Mu Beiting just grabbed one of her little hands and played with him, without saying much.

But Su Xiangwan could clearly feel that this matter is not so good.

But she was wronged... She simply died wronged.

This is a cauldron that flew from the sky and smashed it on her without hesitation. She had to carry it either.

Meeting his gloomy gaze, Su Xiangwan shuddered, and his heart was lifted.

Obviously Song Ziming's words stimulated him.

But what surprised Su Xiangwan was that he hadn't had an attack until the evening of the same day, and she couldn't help feeling that she probably thought too much.

But that night, it was true that he took her to the hotel late, and he did cook a table of dishes that she liked.

But Su Xiangwan sat at the table and looked at these dishes, always feeling like a feast.

Seeing that she hadn't moved the chopsticks for a long time, Mu Beiting looked lightly: "Why don't you eat it?"

Su Xiangwan swallowed his mouth, picked up his chopsticks and said, "This...isn't this the last supper?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows: "I can still eat you but you can't."

Su Xiangwan didn't say anything, but he mumbled inwardly: Are you still eating less.

After a meal was speechless, Su Xiangwan sat there and didn't move.

Mu Beiting packed up the dishes and came out, glanced at her and slowly said, "Go take a bath."

These flirty words are almost scaring Su Xiangwan into tears.

If she didn't know what he wanted to do, she would have been in vain for more than twenty years.

But why did you come to the hotel when you ran into those two broom stars?

Su Xiangwan slowly got into the bathroom, standing under the shower, she couldn't help but think, this is probably the legendary throat that no one will come to rescue her, right?

It took more than an hour before she came out of the bathroom, but his patience was surprisingly good.

Seeing that her hair was still dripping, he waved to her: "Come here."

Su Xiangwan slowly nudged over. He took the bath towel and stood beside her carefully and wiped her hair for a long time. His movements were light and gentle as always.

Inexplicably, Su Xiangwan was almost shocked.