Drifting Towards You

He lowered his eyes slightly, took a hard breath, and was very upset.

When I think of the woman's bright little face, think of the scene where he and Han Che are intimate in the afternoon, think of her rejecting him and choosing Han Che.

What annoying!

The man's good-looking eyebrows were dyed with a yin bird of prey, with impatience.

After smoking two more cigarettes, the cigarette **** was pinched out in the ashtray.

Picking up the jacket, got up and left.

It was half past twelve in the night.

Su Xiangwan was sleeping in a daze.

The bed beside him suddenly sank a little, and a cold air poured in.

A big, slightly cool hand fell on her waist and brought her into her arms.

There was a faint chill on his body, and she instantly became sober.

Su Xiangwan turned his head slightly, and stared at his cold eyes, slightly startled.

"You... are you back?"

Her voice is soft and waxy and very nice.

Mu Beiting didn't make a sound, his dark eyes were deep and he looked straight at her.

Su Xiangwan said softly, "I waited for you to come back for dinner, but I didn't wait."

Her voice was a little aggrieved.

His gaze eased slightly, but his expression turned cold again when he thought that she had chosen Han Che but not him.

Seeing that his hair was still dripping.

She spoke again: "Your hair is dry, you will have a headache."

He still didn't speak, his thin lips pressed tightly.

Su Xiangwan got up and said, "I will get you a hair dryer..."

Before she moved, he pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms.

Upon seeing this, Su Xiangwan calmed down in his arms and did not move.

His body still carries the scent of the shower gel after taking a shower, just like him, there is a breath of freshness.

He tightly circled her slender waist, and his thin lips gently pressed against her ears from behind, and his voice whispered: "Late night, you broke the rules."

The warm breath was scattered, and a tinge of red was smudged.

After speaking low, he bit her earballs lightly.

Su Xiangwan trembled lightly, and his eyelashes also kept shaking.

He slid her hair away with his fingers, opened her slightly curled body, rolled over and pressed her under him.

"Mu Beiting..."

He remained silent, opened his mouth to hold her delicate earlobes, and licked|kissed patiently with great patience.

The tip of the tongue outlines her auricle, and it falls on the neck, a patch of wet Confucianism.

Su Xiangwan trembled lightly all over, a little bit stiff, and the numb touch felt like electricity rushing through his body, and he felt his gradually burning body temperature.

His kiss ran across her delicate chin, lingering on her skin inch by inch, but he didn't kiss her lips.

Su Xiangwan's body was gradually limp, and his brain was blank.

He kissed her and said in a low voice: "You said, how should I punish you."

The cool fingertips pressed heavily on her cherry lips.

"I……"

As soon as she spoke, his index finger poked in, slightly cool.

She tried to drive his fingers away, but the soft tongue, wrapped around his fingertips, seemed to be squirming.

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a bit, and the touch of his fingertips was soft and a bit grinning.

Her small hand grabbed his big hand anxiously, but instead he grabbed it, held it high above her head, and held it firmly.

This gesture gave her a touch of shame.

"Mu..."

In the next instant, the syllables were swallowed by him, and his kisses fell heavily.

Effortlessly, she pried open her shell teeth, and the attack was menacing.

"Mu Beiting... Um... I know it was wrong..." Su Xiangwan turned his head and gasped, softly.

He didn't rush to look for her lips, and pushed her nightdress up a few minutes, and the rustling kisses landed on her flat and delicate abdomen, which was as smooth as suet, and left a mark.

Su Xiangwan subconsciously tried to stop it, but his small hand was once again controlled by his big hand.

The fingers were interlaced and buckled in the back waist.

His eyes were gloomy, and he kissed her lips again, and said in a low voice: "You have five or six days in your menstrual period."

"Um... Mu Beiting, I really know I was wrong..." Su Xiangwan shuddered slightly, this would be really scary.