Drifting Towards You

The light in the room was faint and warm.

Mu Beiting lay his arms, looked at the roof, and listened quietly.

Her voice was gentle and gentle, which would lie on both sides of the child like this, making him feel very familiar, as if it should have been.

He turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on her side face, the warm light reflected on her face, and the fine fluff on her face could be seen.

She has a gentle look, quiet and beautiful, unlike the world.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that this is probably the way years have been.

When the two children were put to sleep, Su Xiangwan closed the book and placed it on the bedside, motioning Mu Beiting to come out and speak.

The two put Nian Nian and Ruan Ruan in the children's bed respectively, and then left quietly.

As soon as he got out of the room, Mu Beiting couldn't help but come up to hug her, and a small kiss fell on her cheek.

Su Xiangwan whispered: "Don't make trouble, let's talk."

Mu Beiting twisted his brows and saw that she looked serious, so he had to give up.

Su Xiangwan walked to the sofa and took a seat. Mu Beiting sat opposite her and poured her a glass of water.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes slightly, holding the warm water cup in both hands, hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Actually, they were right. You were unconscious after the car accident. I did leave with someone else."

Mu Beiting stared at her silently, his pupils were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, and whispered softly: "I know I shouldn't do this, but I thought... I thought you wouldn't wake up, so... So just..."

Mu Beiting pursed his thin lips, still making no sound.

"Will you blame me?" Su Xiangwan raised his eyes to look at him, with shining water mist under his eyes.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, with a deep voice: "No."

"Really?"

"Yep."

Su Xiangwan tentatively said again: "But... but I still gave birth to someone else's child, would you mind?"

Mu Beiting's heart astringent, like drowning, sinking a little bit.

It's like a knife twist again, there is a kind of heartache.

He minded, how could he not mind.

But not so much to mind, it is more jealous, indescribable jealousy.

As long as he thought of her being with other men, thinking that other men had contaminated her, he couldn't control the anger in his heart and went crazy with jealousy.

Seeing him not speaking, Su Xiangwan's eyes flashed a sly, and slowly said: "Are you...can't accept it?"

Mu Beiting suppressed the pain in his heart, staring at her slowly and said: "No, it's just a bit..."

"What's the matter?"

"I want to kill a bit." He spoke slowly, his tone dull.

Su Xiangwan was startled, but he didn't react yet, he got up and sat next to her and hugged her on his lap.

She recovered and said softly: "Then...that kid...can you accept it?"

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and said, "As long as you give birth, it is my child."

The corners of Su Xiangwan's eyes were slightly wet, and he looked sideways at his dark pupils, a little lost.

This man is so stupid, how he said the same things before and after the amnesia.

Seeing her silent, Mu Beiting buried his head in her neck and muttered, "It's late, but I'm jealous, and I'm going crazy if I'm jealous."

Su Xiangwan turned around, straddled his lap, wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed his lips fiercely and said: "You are a fool, I haven't been well with others, and soft and soft is also your baby. Is it our family of four, Gao unhappy, unhappy?"

Mu Beiting was stunned for a moment, then stared at her after recovering, his face became a little bit colder, and his thin lips were lightly pursed without making a sound.

Only his eyes darkened a little bit, inexplicably dangerous and cold.