Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting turned his head and stared at her silently.

Su Xiangwan whispered: "I cared very much before, really cared. But until I came back, until I was with you, I didn't understand that you are still you, even if you lose your memory, you are still mine. That Mu Beiting."

Su Xiangwan reached out and hugged his waist and looked up at him with a very quiet voice.

You still only like me, you will still be furious but helpless, you will still look at me spoilingly, and you will still accept a child regardless of the reason.

You are still you, never changed because of those memories.

If memory is the bearing of feelings, but you let me know that your love for me has become instinct.

Engraved in the bones and blood, integrated into the soul.

Even if you are just a shell, I believe you will walk like me regardless of the reason.

Mu Beiting was a little emotional, he didn't know if he had heard her say this before.

But she stood in front of him softly, comforting him, he couldn't keep his face.

Mu Beiting lightly cupped her profile face with one hand, and even though he was still in the mall, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her lips. The movements were very light, with a touch of cherishment from time to time.

"But I care, late. I will definitely find these memories back." Mu Beiting promised softly.

Su Xiangwan just curled her lips and smiled: "It's okay. If you want to find it, I will accompany you to find it. If you can't remember it, we will leave a new memory. It's always as long as a lifetime, every day It's all new, and as long as we are still together, it will never be too late."

Mu Beiting stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, and couldn't help kissing her on the forehead, and whispered: "Then try a new posture tonight. I don't have any memory for my husband."

"Mu Beiting!" Su Xiangwan Jiao spoke in a grieving voice, reaching out and twisting his waist.

Mu Beiting smiled at the corner of his lips and said in a low voice: "You just said that you want to accompany me to retrieve the memory, so I regret it."

Su Xiangwan's cheeks were hot, and he stared at him: "Who said that I want to get back the memory of that kind of thing with you!"

Mu Beiting curled his lips and slowly said, "Then don't look for it, then leave a new memory."

Su Xiangwan found that he was falling into his trap when he went around, staring at him without speaking.

The two flirted and scolded in a low voice, but because they were too eye-catching, they frequently provoke passers-by to look back.

Not to mention the few bodyguards with him, it is even more difficult for people to ignore.

The few paparazzi who had been stalking in the corner pressed and twisted one after another, not knowing how many photos were taken.

Shang Wen hugged softly by the side and noticed something was wrong.

I had to incarnate myself into an oversized two-hundred and fifty-watt light bulb, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, Young Lady. It seems that there are paparazzi watching, it's better to leave here first."

Su Xiangwan glanced around and nodded.

However, Mu Beiting glanced at Shang Wen with some dissatisfaction, which only made Shang Wen feel cold in his back.

Shang Wen wondered in his heart.

Is it true that the original purpose of the young master is to hope that the paparazzi will be photographed? Good homeopathic exposure?

Shang Wen shuddered when he thought that he might be wrong.

Why is it so difficult for him... Isn't he also worried that these paparazzi will attract many media reporters and even passers-by, and they will not be able to maintain order by then.

Su Xiangwan didn't know such a moment of effort, and Shang Wen's heart turned back and forth.

To Mu Beiting Wen said: "Let's go, standing here is indeed a bit more eye-catching."