Drifting Towards You

After thinking about things one by one, Su Xiangwan continued to recite the lines of "The Legend of Liuzhu".

The main line Yu Liuzhu and Dongfang Ming's shooting progress has been two-thirds, but Ouyang Xue's secondary line is less than half of the progress. It seems that the later tasks are very heavy.

Neither of them made a sound, and the room gradually became quiet.

The white snow outside the window reveals the coldness of Sen Han everywhere.

But the heating in the house was turned on enough.

Su Xiangwan was lying on the sofa, looking down at the script.

Mu Beiting was processing the documents at the table, and from time to time he looked up at the woman lying on the sofa, a warm feeling.

That night.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Su Xiangwan threw away the script, it was a bit invisible.

She has read the entire book "The Legend of Liuzhu" many times, and the lines have been thoroughly memorized.

Now that I have been thinking about it for another afternoon, I just feel that my head is too big.

Mu Beiting got up and poured her a glass of water, and whispered, "A headache?"

Su Xiangwan looked up at him: "Fortunately, it's just dizzy."

He raised his eyebrows: "Should do some exercise."

Su Xiangwan glared at him, instinctively that he was saying something bad.

Mu Beiting curled his lips, turned around and took a box of red candies on her coffee table.

Su Xiangwan was puzzled: "What?"

"Gift from the last business trip."

The last time I was hospitalized for too long, the gift was never given to her.

Later, I was angry again and didn't take it out until this meeting.

Su Xiangwan took the candy box and opened it. The red-wrapped candies inside were shiny and indescribably cute.

She turned her head and asked him: "Are you planning to coax me as a baby?"

His eyes were deep, he fished her in his arms, and whispered: "Well, it's the baby."

Su Xiangwan hid back for a few minutes, his cheeks reddened, and a little bit hot.

It's terrible...

The man speaks less and less ashamed.

What should I do if my face is so hot?

What should I do if I am embarrassed.

Mu Beiting slightly curled the corners of his lips, his eyes were full of spoiling.

In turn, he took out a few more things from a white paper bag, all beautiful boxes, and placed them on the coffee table one by one.

Su Xiangwan was startled slightly: "What are they all?"

"For you."

Su Xiangwan put a candy in his mouth and opened it one by one.

"Well, this is that limited edition set of lipsticks..."

"Yep."

"This is a scarf...this is chocolate..."

Su Xiangwan jumped off him, sat on the floor beside the coffee table, and began to unpack it enthusiastically.

After a while, the originally large coffee table was filled with all kinds of beautiful and delicate things.

After disassembling, Su Xiangwan's eye sockets gradually became sore.

It's nothing too special, but all kinds of shiny and beautiful things are piled together, but it looks like a dazzling world.

Beautiful bracelets, cute scarves, sparkling crystal boxes, exquisite keychains, candies and chocolates...

Under the dim light, it looked like a little girl's treasure chest.

Su Xiangwan looked at the piles of things on the table in a daze, the sugar in his mouth was sweet, but his eyes were astringent.

Seeing her silent for a long time, Mu Beiting frowned, then picked her up from the ground and put her on his lap.

"Don't like it?" he whispered.

Su Xiangwan shook his head and lowered his head slightly.

Mu Beiting gently held up her small face, seeing her eyes flushed and her brows frowned.

"Throw it away if you don't like it, don't cry."

A mist of water appeared in Su Xiangwan's eyes, buried his face on his shoulders, and hugged his neck tightly.

He patted her on the back lightly, a little irritable.

"Don't cry."

He was silent for a moment and explained softly: "I don't know what you like, but I just can't help but want to buy it for you when I see it."

She choked: "Mu Beiting, are you stupid?"