Drifting Towards You

Although it wasn't the first time for this kind of thing, but... but he couldn't bear it so, she panicked inexplicably.

After the hair was half dry, Mu Beiting didn't say a word, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Listening to the splash of water in the bathroom, Su Xiangwan was absent.

More than twenty minutes later, Mu Beiting came out of the bathroom.

I only wore a pair of trousers and no top.

Rao had seen it countless times, but Su Xiangwan couldn't help blushing as soon as the corner of his eyes swept away.

In the next instant, a faint fragrance of shower gel poured into his nose, and she was already in his arms: "Don't look at me?"

His voice is low and dull, with the power to deceive people's hearts.

The warm breathing and embrace made Su Xiangwan's heart beat a few beats faster, she resigned her fate and lowered her eyes and said softly, "You lighten..."

He chuckled, turned and hugged her to the bed, then got up and pressed it down.

Staring at the unusually charming woman under him, his gaze softened a bit, but he slowly said, "Good boy."

The simple two words are extraordinarily domineering, but still a little childish.

Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled lightly without making a sound.

His small kiss fell, but when he kissed, his movements became heavy.

That night, Su Xiangwan was tossed by him repeatedly begging for mercy, but he ignored him, asking her again and again, and let her say that she was his again and again.

Su Xiangwan whirled in tears, cursing at him: "Asshole...it will be lighter if you say it..."

Before he could finish speaking, he rammed in again, and her lips overflowed with intermittent voices.

Su Xiangwan didn't know how he slept, only knew that when he woke up the next day, the extravagant smell in the house had not disappeared.

He was still asleep, holding her tightly in his arms, with his long eyelashes hanging slightly, and he didn't know how many times more well-behaved than when he was awake, so he was especially likable.

Su Xiangwan's gaze softened a little, and he whispered, "Bad boy."

On that day, Mu Beiting slept three poles in the sun, which can be said to be refreshed.

Su Xiangwan was still angry and ignored him completely.

Mu Beiting took her in his arms: "Are you still angry? I didn't feed you enough, eh?"

Seeing his face turned black and white, Su Xiangwan reached out angrily and twisted his arm.

The flesh on his body was extraordinarily strong, and she didn't pinch it at all, and immediately became even more annoyed.

Mu Beiting laughed out: "Why don't I give you a bite."

As he said, he handed his arm in front of her.

Su Xiangwan was not polite, grabbed it and took a bite, but in the bottom of his heart, he was reluctant, and only grinded his teeth and threw his arm away.

For some reason, after coaxing him for a long time, Mu Beiting was able to make people happy.

After checking out, the two went straight home.

As soon as the car drove to the door, Su Xiangwan saw a small group wearing open crotch pants moving a small bench and sitting in front of the door with enthusiasm.

Mu Chenzhou, who was sitting on the stone steps, was talking endlessly.

As soon as he got out of the car, Su Xiangwan had a bitter look in his eyes every year.

Xiaodou looked at her puffed up, the two **** of meat on her cheeks were like dough, white and tender, just looking at it, she felt very good in the hand.

Su Xiangwan greeted him: "Why are you sitting here, cold?"

Su Xiangwan squatted softly in front of him.

Mu Chenzhou on the side said: "Woke up early in the morning, he ran out and sat here without seeing you two, no one could persuade him."