Drifting Towards You

"No." Su Xiangwan turned his head, lightly lowered his eyes and refused in a low voice.

Mu Beiting stared at her, and after a long time he whispered, "I have limited patience for the night."

Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled lightly without making a sound.

It's just that the small hand firmly landed on his big hand that slipped into his clothes to prevent him from messing up.

Mu Beiting didn't move, his black eyes were deep, and he stared at her red face again and said in a deep voice: "When are you going to accept me?"

Her heart missed a beat, and she didn't know how to answer.

"You take your hand out first."

She spoke softly, her long eyelashes moved, her eyes slowly falling on his face.

The pupils are clear, and his shadow is clearly reflected inside.

He didn't say anything, just staring at her like that.

The big hand was still in her skirt, did not move, but refused to take it out.

"Mu Beiting... you take it away first..." Su Xiangwan blushed and looked at him, a little bit ashamed and angry.

He pursed his thin lips lightly, but refused to move.

Su Xiangwan was a little annoyed: "If you do this, I will move out tomorrow."

Hearing this, there was a panic in his eyes, and then it turned into a full of grievances.

After a few seconds, he finally slowly took out his big hand, but still nostalgic for her delicate and smooth skin.

Su Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief, and his stiff body softened a little bit.

Mu Beiting didn't dare to move any more, lowered his head and buried it in her neck, particularly aggrieved: "You are not allowed to go."

The man's voice was dull, and his big hand fell on her waist, hugging her tightly.

Su Xiangwan sighed softly, a little bit helpless.

After hearing the answer for a long time, Mu Beiting was a little restless, and spoke again, with a stubborn and tough tone: "Don't move away!"

"En...Don't go." Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

The hand stroked his hair involuntarily, and his thoughts were complicated.

With snow-white fingers interspersed in his hair, she couldn't help but become a little addicted: "You get up first, I'm so heavy."

Dissatisfied, Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Hold for a while."

Su Xiangwan couldn't hold him back.

That's it... Just press it down...

I don't know how long it took, Mu Beiting was finally willing to raise his head, black eyes looked at her deeply, and softly repeated the previous question: "Late night, when are you going to accept me."

Su Xiangwan's eyes showed a hint of hesitation, when will he accept it?

She doesn't know it yet.

There was a long silence, and no one said anything.

Until Mu Beiting almost thought that she would not speak again, she whispered: "If you... really want to, can you give me two days of preparation time?"

Mu Beiting was stunned, and the eyes staring at her became a little bit cold.

"What am I thinking?" he said coldly.

Su Xiangwan felt that he was a little unhappy inexplicably, but he hesitated and said: "You... don't you want me."

His eyes faded a little bit, and he looked at her like that, seeming a little disappointed.

A few seconds later, he sneered: "Heh, do you think I lack women?"

Before she could answer, he suddenly got up, kicked the bag beside the sofa, slammed the door and turned to leave.

The air suddenly became quiet, and his breath still remained all over his body.

Su Xiangwan looked at the door that was slammed on, feeling a little lost.

Sitting on the sofa alone, a little irritable.

After a long time, she took out a lady's cigarette from the bag, lit it, and sat on the sofa to smoke it.

In "Yonglemen" recently, Haitang started to smoke. Although it was filming, it was necessary to actually smoke a few.

I originally thought that I had to quit, but it seemed to evoke the addiction to smoking in my previous life, and I would be a little uncontrollable when I was upset.