Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan didn't say anything, but responded vaguely.

But the next day, she took Han Che's car and went directly to the hotel.

But in fact, she knew very well that if the man wanted to, he would know where she lived by moving his fingers.

Sure enough, after Su Xiangwan took a casual shower, holding a thermos cup and drinking hot water, Mu Beiting called again.

After the phone rang, Mu Beiting asked bluntly, coldly: "I'm filming night scenes again today?"

Su Xiangwan nodded earnestly: "En...There are two more scenes to be filmed today."

"It seems that I need to talk to your director and screenwriter." Mu Beiting's voice did not fluctuate at all.

Su Xiangwan quickly swallowed the water and was almost scalded.

"Don't, you don't know that these people in the entertainment industry just don't accept it. If you find them, they will like to behave well. When the time comes, they promised well. Looking back will not necessarily torture me."

I'm sorry the director and screenwriter, sacrificing the two of you, will you have a happy family?

"Heh, I want to see who has the courage to fight against Mu Beiting."

His voice was very cold, and Su Xiangwan's heart twitched.

Is he sure that the person he is talking about is not himself?

"That Mu Beiting...Isn't this a special situation for me... Recently, the scene is really a bit rushed, at most one week. I will go back. You eat and sleep well, and wait for me at home, OK?" Su Xiangwan said softly.

Although she doesn't want to go back to the Mu's villa with big and soft beds, delicious and fragrant rice, and spacious and big rooms.

But who told her to dig this pit for herself.

What is this called?

This is called a pit that you dug yourself, and you have to bury yourself when you kneel!

Hearing her softly coaxing herself softly, Mu Beiting's expression eased a little.

He knew what she was thinking, so he didn't want to push her too hard.

But after thinking about it for a week, his brows were still very tight.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Xiangwan said again in order to find a topic: "I'm not at home these days, you have to take good care of the'two cakes' for me."

I wanted to find a topic, but I didn't expect to touch a certain man's mold again.

Mu Beiting's face was gloomy, and his black eyes were like ink.

Is Mu Beiting not as good as a dog in her heart?

Through the microphone, Su Xiangwan clearly noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and the atmosphere that eased up was somehow dull.

After a few seconds, Mu Beiting finally uttered a few words, his voice muffled: "'General' is more important than me."

Su Xiangwan: "..."

Is it good to be reasonable? She obviously cared about him.

She had told him to eat and sleep well, so she became a "second loaf" more important than him.

I think so, but I can't say that.

"Why? In my heart, you are definitely the most important, and only you are the most important in the world. You are my abducted home with all my hardships, not to mention that you are not as handsome as you in the'Second Cake'!"

Su Xiangwan's mouth was a bit dry, and he heard him speak again after drinking.

"So it doesn't matter if it's not handsome anymore." Mu Beiting's voice was still deep.

"Ahem..."

Su Xiangwan was a little choked. What kind of logic is this man?

Could it be said that the brain circuits of people with high IQ are really different from ordinary people? ? ?

"Of course not! I like you the most if you are handsome or not, and I like you the most in the whole world."

Su Xiangwan spoke very sincerely, trying to make himself sound more sincere.

Although he knew what she was saying, he didn't mind at all, but listening to her like to himself, his mood would still improve unconsciously.