Drifting Towards You

"En." Su Xiangwan responded softly.

Mu Beiting didn't speak again, but buried her head in her neck and hugged her tightly.

He thought she didn't want to contact him anymore.

Thought she was tired of him.

Mu Beiting lowered her eyes lightly. When did she start, she was more important than she thought.

Su Xiangwan was in a daze and stroked his hair lightly.

"Will you go home with me?"

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and said nothing.

Mu Beiting slowly raised his head, and she realized that his eyes were bloodshot, and he was still stained with two patches of blue gray, as if he hadn't slept well.

Seeing that she hadn't made a sound for a long time, he finally compromised and said in a low voice, "I won't touch you unless you nod."

Su Xiangwan looked away a bit, his eyes a little sour.

Isn't this what she wants? Why does it hurt inexplicably.

Su Xiangwan was silent for a while, met his black eyes, and whispered softly: "Then...tomorrow, it's too late today."

Mu Beiting stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly said, "Then I will sleep on the sofa."

Su Xiangwan: "..."

"Then...then let's go back tonight."

Su Xiangwan now seemed to have a shadow on Mu Beiting's sleeping on the sofa.

Because she found that every time he woke up on the sofa, he would run to his own bed.

Thinking that the hotel is only one room after all, it is better to go home and sleep in separate rooms, which seems to be safer.

Mu Beiting looked at her straight and whispered, "Don't worry about me."

This TM is embarrassing...

I just don't worry.

Facing his deep eyes, Su Xiangwan had to say: "I don't worry about you, I don't worry about myself. You see you look so beautiful, I can't help but push you|| ."

Mu Beiting chuckled, his eyes gloomy and unclear.

Slightly cool fingers slipped into the hem of her skirt and fumbled upwards: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I am good at it."

Su Xiangwan trembled lightly, and felt like he was blown up.

He gently kissed her little mouth, and said slowly: "Why don't you try."

"Don't try... what if I get you pregnant again!" Su Xiangwan said with a sly smile.

"Really, let me check when you are more capable."

Su Xiangwan quickly grabbed his big downward hand, stretched out his leg and kicked him: "Don't... you hurry up and crush me to death."

In fact, she didn't feel heavy, but the posture and rhythm were really ambiguous.

But when she kicked him, she accidentally nudged him somewhere, and obviously noticed that something seemed to have changed a long time ago.

Mu Beiting frowned, and his big hand firmly pressed her thigh: "Don't move."

Su Xiangwan has a dilemma, this is so...

When I thought he was incompetent, I never found this thing to have such a strong sense of existence.

But since knowing that he is not, now it is difficult to ignore it!

Su Xiangwan remained obedient and looked at him with watery eyes.

Mu Beiting's big hand fell on her lap, and the hem of the nightdress was rubbing against her waist on the sofa, and a pink little inner inner with lace came into his sight. .

His eyes darkened for a few minutes, and he looked at her and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

Su Xiangwan looked at him innocently: "You said not to touch me."

Mu Beiting held back for a while, and finally pulled a blanket to cover her two hooky legs: "Then go home."

Seeing his unkind expression, Su Xiangwan shrank his neck, not daring to make a noise.

After he got up from her, he saw the pair of pink and white striped slippers on her feet at a glance, and his already ugly face was even more ugly.