Drifting Towards You

He looked at the road ahead and drove silently, his eyes deep and gentle, and the corners of his lips also raised a shallow arc.

The best gift is the way you smile in front of me.

The car gradually became quiet, but the air was as sweet as honey.

Su Xiangwan is rare to be well-behaved, but he wonders if he should pick him a ring too.

His hands are so long and white, they must look good on them.

When he puts on the ring she gave him, he will not be allowed to pick it off for the rest of his life.

But it doesn't seem to work, then when he touches her, will her skin hurt?

She was thinking about it, her cheeks flushed a bit.

Really... She was thinking about something messy.

Su Xiangwan felt a little hot, raised his hand and slapped gently beside his cheek.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw a truck coming in retrograde, and the front of the truck crashed crazily in their direction.

Su Xiangwan's pupils tightened, and Mu Beiting was clearly aware of the situation in front of him.

He immediately slammed the steering wheel, trying to stagger with the oncoming truck.

But the other party was obviously crazy, and ran into them desperately.

At this moment, it was Li Qingqing who was driving the truck.

Li Qingqing stared at the black Bentley in front of him, a flash of craziness flashed through the blood-stained eyes, and he stomped the accelerator to the end.

Su Xiangwan, Mu Beiting!

If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have fallen to where she is now!

She has nothing, why do they own everything!

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Hahahaha!"

Li Qingqing stared at Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting's car, laughing out loud with crazy hatred!

The distance between the two cars is getting closer and closer, everything is only between the electric light and flint.

Mu Beiting's complexion tightened, and the steering wheel was quickly beaten to death, but he still couldn't avoid the oncoming truck.

The tires made a violent rubbing sound across the ground.

"Get down!" Mu Beiting said anxiously. At the moment the two cars collided, he unfastened his seat belt and rushed towards Su Xiangwan, holding her tightly in his arms.

With ‘bang! With a loud noise, the glass on one side exploded into fragments in the sky, crackling and splashing everywhere.

Many glass shards penetrated his suit and stuck firmly on his back.

Mu Beiting snorted, holding Su Xiangwan's mind tightly with one hand, and pressing him in his arms.

A few pieces of splashing glass flew in at an angle and rushed into her arm.

Su Xiangwan could not care about the pain, because the truck rammed over and the car was out of balance and rolled over instantly.

After a while, Su Xiangwan only felt like he had fallen into a warm and familiar embrace, his eyes were pitch black, but his nose was full of the clear breath of his body.

Mu Beiting's head did not know where he bumped, and there was a bright red blood on the corner of his forehead.

The ticking blood was sticky and fishy, ​​rolling drop after drop along his face.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, his big hands still pressed her head firmly, protecting her behind him.

"Mu Beiting...How are you..." Su Xiangwan could detect his stiffness, and his eyes blushed instantly, but he didn't expect this kind of change to happen suddenly.

She struggled to crawl out of his arms, but her legs seemed to be held down by something and could not move.

"Mu Beiting..." Su Xiangwan shouted to him in a choked voice, and could detect that the pressure he was pressing on her was getting heavier and heavier.

But even so, he still held her tightly in his arms, even if she tried to push him away, he still didn't move.