Drifting Towards You

At the beginning, Mu Beiting listened seriously.

But within a few seconds, his gaze fell on her little mouth. The tender red mouth was closed one by one, and stuff, oranges, strawberries, apples were constantly stuffed into her mouth...

The flesh was crystal clear and full of juice overflowed between her lips and teeth.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, forcing himself to look away.

"Understand?" Su Xiangwan swallowed a piece of pineapple and turned to ask him.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes: "I don't know what she likes."

Su Xiangwan frowned her pretty brows: "This is a bit difficult."

After a few seconds of silence, Mu Beiting suddenly asked, "What flowers do you like."

"Eustoma flowers." Su Xiangwan subconsciously replied, but after thinking about it, he added: "But most women like roses. There is nothing wrong with sending roses, at least it will be useless."

Mu Beiting nodded: "Okay, then I will order roses tomorrow."

Su Xiangwan swallowed a piece of apple and continued: "Okay, but in fact, these are of no use to you. I think, as long as you go there and hook your finger, the soul of the woman will be gone. There is no need at all. what you do."

"After all, you have a face and money in your pocket. There are basically no women who don't like a man with a two-year-old child."

Mu Beiting didn't say anything, and said softly in his heart: But you don't like it.

As soon as the symposium started, it was half past twelve.

After sending Mu Beiting away, Su Xiangwan had a bit of food. After a few rolls on the bed, he still didn't fall asleep. Instead, he started thinking wildly.

Mu Beiting would actually want to chase a woman.

Wouldn't it be Zhao Xinning?

I don't know what the woman he likes, but according to his previous life, he does like the dignified and virtuous type of Zhao Xinning.

Think of standing next to him, it's a good match.

Su Xiangwan touched his chest, feeling a little uncomfortable for no reason.

He moved his hand down a few minutes, thinking in a daze.

It's probably not that the heart is upset, but the stomach. Who told her to eat too much at night.

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning.

After Su Xiangwan finished filming a scene, someone sent a bunch of Platycodon grandiflorum.

"Miss Su, you have your flowers, please sign for it."

Seeing a large bunch of pink lisianthus flowers, Su Xiangwan was a little lost.

A large bunch of eustoma is very delicately packaged. Gray and light pink cardboard wrappers are overlapped, and silver-gray thin ribbons are randomly tied together.

Holding the flower in his arms, Su Xiangwan was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to look at the jam on it.

After hesitating for a long time, he gently removed the jammed paper.

There was only one line left on it: I want to talk to you.

The place of signature is two English letters-MU.

"Miss Su, this flower is so beautiful, is it a suitor?"

"No, it's a movie fan."

Su Xiangwan denied it casually, and took the card off and put it in his bag.

Han Che raised his eyes and glanced, and said lightly: "boring."

Su Xiangwan ignored him, just kept thinking about how Mu Beiting looked when he asked her last night.

So, is that woman actually herself.

Qing lowered her eyes and noticed the faint joy in her heart, her mood was a bit complicated.

For a month, Mu Beiting couldn't touch a bunch of eustoma and a card every day.

The card is always that line of words, and the signature is always the two English letters.

Fortunately, everything went as usual between her and him after returning home. He didn't mention anything to her, and she kept pretending that nothing happened.

Until the evening of September 5th.

Su Xiangwan was reading the script in the bedroom, and Mu Beiting was working at the desk in the bedroom.

After slowly signing his name, Mu Beiting stopped the pen in his hand, looked at the woman on the sofa and said solemnly, "Are you free the day after tomorrow."