Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and slowly said, "I don't know."

"Where did you give Shen Zhou to? The day before yesterday, he called me to complain."

"Men suffer a little bit, it's normal."

Mu Beiting spoke indifferently, and poured a cup of hot water for Su Xiangwan.

But I wish he would never come back.

"Bei Ting, that's your brother, not for phone bills." Lu Zhixuan was polite.

Mu Beiting said lightly: "It's all the same."

Su Xiangwan: "..."

Lu Zhixuan was about to say something more, then turned her head, her eyes fell on Su Xiangwan's white neck, slightly startled.

The neck is mottled with deep and shallow marks, patches of pink-purple, which are particularly eye-catching.

As someone who came by, she couldn't know what it was.

Su Xiangwan didn't notice anything wrong, and whispered: "Aunt Lu?"

She still doesn't feel comfortable calling her mother, and she always feels too embarrassed when she screams.

The woman returned to her senses and smiled ambiguously: "Late late."

"Aunt Lu."

Lu Zhixuan chuckled, "My son, is it all right?"

"Ahem..."

Hearing Ms. Lu's deep questioning, Mu Beiting's hand holding the cup was slightly stiff.

Su Xiangwan obviously hasn't reacted yet, and nodded blankly: "Well, he's fine, Aunt Lu, don't worry."

Hearing this, Mu Beiting slowly curled the corners of his lips, and his black eyes looked straight at her with a low smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

Su Xiangwan was a little dazed, feeling something was wrong, but still didn't react.

Ms. Lu Zhixuan smiled gently, her beautiful eyes had no deep meaning: "It's late."

"Aunt Lu, I am here."

"When are you going to have a baby?"

Su Xiangwan was stunned, then his face flushed a little bit, and finally understood what Lu Zhixuan meant by "My son, is it okay" just now.

Could it be...that aspect...is it okay?

And she also replied... he was fine.

Su Xiangwan:? ? ?

Lu Zhixuan looked like I knew it, and slowly said, "The body is the capital of the revolution, so I will buy a soft-shelled turtle and stew some soup for him. With your beauty beside him, it is normal for him to indulge."

Su Xiangwan lowered his head, his small face flushed with embarrassment, and he couldn't wait to bury his head in the bowl.

Mu Beiting frowned and interrupted in a deep voice, "Mom!"

Ms. Lu smiled happily, and said again: "What are you embarrassed about, Mr. Mu Yusheng is the turtle soup, I will give birth to such beautiful two sons."

Mr. Mu Yusheng's face was pale: "Lu Zhixuan, when did I drink turtle soup?"

Ms. Lu gave him a white look: "What are you talking about, Lao Wang next door."

Mu Yusheng's anger was not light, and the air pressure around him was terrifying.

Mu Beiting lowered his head slightly, his thin lips pressed against her auricle and whispered, "I can feed you as much as I don't drink turtle soup."

Su Xiangwan couldn't help raising his hand to push his handsome face away, feeling that even the breath he exhaled was hot.

"You stay away from me." She said softly, her eyes filled with the annoyed mist.

His eyes darkened a bit.

I really want to do her a few times now.

Ms. Lu retracted her gaze to look at Su Xiangwan, and said again: “It’s late and late, if you have a child, don’t beat it. The abortion is very bad for a woman’s health. The continent is silly."

Su Xiangwan: "..."

Mu Chenzhou is stupid?

Well, very good, very powerful.

Ms. Lu, are you really your mother?

Mu Beiting's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Mom, she is still filming now and has no time."

Su Xiangwan didn't dare to look up, but he obviously noticed that the aura on his body had changed a few times.

She couldn't help thinking, doesn't he like children?