Drifting Towards You

Han Jiaqing's heart was choked: "Yes, Master."

Mu Beiting retracted his gaze, ignored her, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Thinking about how to trick the little thing back into the master bedroom.

After all, although several bedrooms are not far away, the guest rooms are after all guest rooms.

It seemed that he would feel at ease only if she encircled her in his own territory.

When Mu Beiting came back, Su Xiangwan had already ran back to the bedroom.

However, his bowl was filled with fish soup and a few pieces of white fish.

In the bowl full of rice, there were still a few incomplete crayfish meat piled up, presumably she had grilled it.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he was in a good mood.

"It's still conscientious."

After Su Xiangwan hid in the bedroom, her face flushed hot.

Mu Beiting is really shameless when he speaks...

An hour later, Mu Beiting took a shower and came to her room.

Su Xiangwan was a little bit sleepy, so she stood by the window and read the script.

Mu Beiting closed the door softly, walked forward slowly, and gently hugged her in his arms from behind.

The big hand fell on her slender waist, and she couldn't help but began to touch her.

"Mu Beiting, don't keep moving..."

Mu Beiting was wronged: "You said you can hug you."

Su Xiangwan: "I also said you can't kiss me."

Mu Beiting hugged her tighter, buried his head in her neck, and muttered, "You make me angry."

"Humph."

Thinking of the traces of his body, Su Xiangwan snorted and said nothing.

"I will pay attention to abstinence from now on."

After a few seconds, Mu Beiting spoke again.

"Mu Beiting!" Su Xiangwan's face flushed, a little frantic.

"Go back to the master bedroom to sleep?" Mu Beiting said softly.

"No."

His thin lips leaned against her auricle, did not hold back, and kissed: "Then I will sleep with you."

"No!"

"Then back to the master bedroom."

"..."

She obeyed this logic.

Su Xiangwan found that he couldn't speak of him at all.

This man is rascal and unreasonable, and he has a righteous expression, as if everything he said was reasonable.

In the end, Su Xiangwan couldn't screw him.

Moved back to the master bedroom.

Mu Beiting was in a good mood.

But when he thought that it would take less than two hours, he had to go back to the next door again, and he was a little irritable.

Mu Beiting wanted to talk to her, but a certain little woman completely ignored him.

Su Xiangwan held Kumamoto in one hand and the script in the other, studying the characters carefully.

After enduring it for half an hour, Mu Beiting finally couldn't bear it.

Throwing away the Kumamoto bear in her hand with a gloomy expression: "Su Xiangwan."

Su Xiangwan looked up at him: "En?"

He had a deep gaze, and said solemnly: "I just picked up a lot of crayfish..."

Su Xiangwan glanced at his fingers, and he saw that several of his fingers were red, slightly red and swollen.

He looked away uncomfortably and said softly: "Oh."

Mu Beiting hugged her from behind, hugged her in his arms and whispered: "Little unscrupulous!"

Su Xiangwan's flat mouth: "I didn't let you peel it."

He gently licked|kissed her auricle, and said hoarsely in her ear: "Practice a few more times, and then you will be able to strip you off."

The warm breath scattered on the neck, itchy, and mixed with the faint clearness of his body after the bath.

Su Xiangwan's face turned red in an instant, and he turned around and gave him a vicious look: "Rogue!"

Mu Beiting raised her eyebrows and brought her into his arms: "Hold me for a while."

His chin rested lightly on her shoulder, his eyes drooped slightly, and his hair was slightly damp.

Su Xiangwan stiffly leaned against him, didn't push him away, smelled the good smell of him, and even liked it...