Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, and didn't know how to respond.

Mu Beiting glanced at her white and tender little hand, and added: "It's very beautiful."

Su Xiangwan was a little uncomfortable, his little hands gripped the chopsticks tightly, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Didn’t he say he didn’t like it...really...

Upon hearing the sound, Han Jiaqing's entire face was twisted together, staring at Su Xiangwan's hand firmly.

This bitch!

How dare you violate her righteousness!

She clearly said that the young master didn't like it, but she turned against her.

I don't know what ecstasy soup she gave the young master!

It was so scheming to win the praise of the young master!

Su Xiangwan didn't notice Han Jiaqing's face. At present, she didn't bother to spend too much time on the clown.

Mu Beiting's peeling speed was very fast, and within a short while, the large plate of crayfish was reduced by half.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but glanced at him more, then stopped talking.

After all, the crayfish's skin is very hard, and the pliers are very sharp, which can easily hurt your fingers.

Even if it doesn't hurt, it hurts even if you peel it off for a while.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but speak.

Mu Beiting glanced at her, and said warmly, "It won't hurt after you kiss."

Su Xiangwan blushed a little bit, and said in a low voice, "Shameless."

Mu Beiting said indifferently: "It's useless to have a face, but you are enough."

Su Xiangwan could not wait to bury his head in the bowl, take a big mouthful of rice, and almost bit his tongue.

This person is really getting shameless, there are still so many people around watching.

However, no one would be by the side for dinner, and I don't know how so many people were pestering her today, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Here Su Xiangwan is still absent-minded, and Han Jiaqing on the side can't stand still and said, "Master... or I'll come!"

This time, she was a little smarter.

Did not directly confront Su Xiangwan.

But she only took a few steps forward, trying to grab the plate beside Mu Beiting.

Mu Beiting avoided, frowning, "Stay away from me."

Han Jiaqing was slightly startled, a little injured, and whispered softly: "Master, the lobster skin is very hard, let me do it..."

"No, she only eats what I peeled."

Mu Beiting refused in a deep voice, but Han Jiaqing's expression became a bit ugly again.

Su Xiangwan kicked him in the leg under the table.

Who said she only eats what he peeled.

She eats whoever peels it, okay!

Mu Beiting raised his eyes and said lightly: "Isn't feeding you enough?"

Su Xiangwan's face was flushed red, hot and hot, staring at him hard and speechless.

He chuckled and stuffed a freshly peeled crayfish directly into her small mouth.

Su Xiangwan snorted and licked his lips.

The small mouth, red, and shiny, is especially alluring.

His eyes darkened a bit, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

It's really grueling...

Although she wanted to kiss her directly, she felt annoyed when she remembered what she had promised her before.

"I'm full, don't peel it."

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and saw that she had spent most of her bowl of rice. Then he took out the paper towel and wiped his nice fingers.

His fingers are long and clean, and his nails are neatly trimmed.

The red oil stains on the fingertips were wiped off little by little, and the movements were very slow, as if a movie lens had been processed.

It's inexplicable...a bit erotic...sexy.

Su Xiangwan's face blushed a little, and he lowered his head and took a sip of fish soup without making a sound.

"I'll wash my hands."

"Yep."

Mu Beiting got up, glanced at Han Jiaqing, and said coldly: "Go down, no one is allowed to appear on the second floor without my permission in the future."