Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting's expression darkened a bit, looking at Mu Chenzhou who was sobbing and wiping his tears, he squeezed a few words from his teeth: "I'm not dead yet, you are crying in mourning!"

Mu Chenzhou stopped abruptly, standing in a daze, not knowing how to wash away his ‘sin’.

The next second, he recovered and looked at Su Xiangwan, winking frequently.

Before Su Xiangwan could speak, Mu Beiting said with a cold face: "Did your eyes twitch?"

Mu Chenzhou wanted to cry without tears, but stopped for a while.

Su Xiangwan checked the time, and it was ten o'clock.

Ruan Ruan would be in Mu Beiting's arms, with his eyes closed, quietly, making a shallow and even breathing, looking very well-behaved.

Su Xiangwan's heart softened and said, "It's not too early, you can take them back first."

Mu Chenzhou nodded quickly, then looked at Mu Beiting.

Mu Beiting looked at the unfavorable softness in his arms, couldn't help kissing her little cheek, and then got up and handed her to Mu Chenzhou's arms: "Go out and give her a harder cover. The temperature difference between morning and evening is big recently. ."

Mu Chenzhou didn't dare to refuse, thinking that he had also carried the things on his back, so he pulled out the thin blanket that he had stuffed in every year from his backpack and left it for the two of them.

Mu Beiting didn't say much, his gaze fell on Nian Nian, and he said solemnly: "You must sleep before ten o'clock in the future."

He blinked every year with his big watery eyes, and then as if he hadn't heard him, he lowered his head and began to fiddle with the toy in his hand.

Su Xiangwan chuckled and kissed his little face and said, "If you miss your mother every year, you can come back tomorrow. Today my mother is very happy, and every year I will take care of my mother."

Hearing that, Nian Nian's eyes lit up a bit, and he stretched out his fleshy little arm around Su Xiangwan's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

Su Xiangwan only felt that his heart was about to melt: "Go home quickly, it's probably eleven o'clock when I get home."

Only then did they reluctantly leave with Mu Chenzhou every year, looking back at Su Xiangwan one step at a time, placing his fleshy little hand.

After the first and second children completely disappeared in the corridor, Su Xiangwan put a thin blanket on his lap and leaned against Mu Beiting and said, "You said how old you are, and you are always jealous with your children."

Mu Beiting held his waist with his big hands, and said in a deep voice, "Then you are telling who you are."

His warm breath fell on her ears, Su Xiangwan's ears turned red involuntarily, and his eyelashes trembled lightly: "Your...yours are not good enough."

Mu Beiting snorted slightly, which was barely satisfied.

Calm was restored in the corridor, and Liu Yuerong's complexion was a bit unsightly.

She was watching the scenes just now, and she couldn't help feeling jealous in her heart.

Su Xiangwan didn't know what kind of high incense he had burned, so he would have such a good life, and a man like Mu Beiting would treat her wholeheartedly.

But when she thought that she was already so happy, but Su Zhiguo wanted to leave all of her properties to her, Liu Yuerong's face would be distorted.

She is afraid that she will spend her entire life on Mu's money. Why can he be so partial!

Su Xiangwan drank some hot water and fell asleep leaning on Mu Beiting.

In fact, the hospital has a place for caregivers to rest. It can even be said that the environment is good. Coupled with the presence of Rongchen, they don't have to struggle like this at all.

But because Liu Yuerong was always there, Su Xiangwan didn't dare to leave.

During the 48 hours that Su Zhiguo was out of danger, she could not leave for a minute, let alone let anyone take advantage of it.