Drifting Towards You

At this moment, Mu Beiting was in the bathroom.

She leaned against the wall by the door, with her two long legs slightly overlapping, to accompany her to mess around.

Seeing him not speaking, Su Xiangwan couldn't help asking: "How about it? Do you want paper?"

"En." His eyes moved slightly and his voice was lazy.

Su Xiangwan's eyes were sparkling, and he threatened: "Then you beg me."

He bends his lower lip, his eyes are dark and silent.

After waiting for a while, Su Xiangwan gave a soft snort without hearing any movement inside.

"Don't ask me to go, just wait for others to save you."

"Oh, yes. Did you forget to take your phone? Oh, it seems you can only wait patiently."

"Mu Beiting, please do you ask me. If you don't ask me, I'm really gone."

With that said, Su Xiangwan turned around, took two steps, and there was still no movement inside.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but walked back to the bathroom door. "Why not, I am not a cruel person. I will get you paper if you call Dad."

When the voice fell, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, and Mu Beiting stood in front of the door with his clothes intact.

"Su Xiangwan, have I said that you owe you a lot." Mu Beiting said in a deep voice.

Su Xiangwan's eyes widened, and he looked around and suddenly discovered that he hadn't gone to the toilet at all.

day!

It is calculated!

Immediately, she turned to run.

Mu Beiting stretched out his arms, pulled her in, pressed against the wall, lowered his head and bit her lip severely.

"Well……"

She put her little hand on his chest, unable to exert much strength.

He brushed her lips fiercely, sucking greedily.

After a long time, she panted heavily and her legs felt a little weak.

Mu Beiting looked down at her condescendingly, his eyes faint: "Hey, call me Dad."

Su Xiangwan's face flushed red, and she glared at him.

This bastard, count her as soon as he comes back!

He put his big hand on her waist and pinched the soft flesh on her body: "Scream or not."

Su Xiangwan bit her lip: "Don't cry."

"En?" He narrowed his eyes.

Su Xiangwan wanted to cry without tears.

So angry!

Why was he discovered.

Why should he be called Dad!

He snorted, his eyes cool, he kissed her lips and slowly said: "No hurry, there will be opportunities to call in the future."

When the words fell, he let her go.

Su Xiangwan blushed and ran out, furious.

Mu Beiting took a bath, and when she came out, she was already sitting at the dining table, preparing to eat.

Mu Beiting walked to take a seat opposite her, seeing that she hadn't moved the chopsticks yet.

His face eased slightly, wondering if she was waiting for herself.

Although it's late for this meeting, the food on the table is prepared as breakfast.

It is lighter porridge and steamed buns, plus a few side dishes.

Su Xiangwan has a bad appetite recently, especially when she was poisoned by Rong's mother with various tonic soups. If she feels a little greasy, she feels vomiting, let alone the desire to eat.

Mu Beiting waited for a while, but saw that she didn't mean to do anything.

He planned to serve himself a bowl of porridge.

But before the big hand touched the spoon, Su Xiangwan hugged a large bowl of porridge in front of him, raised his head and bend his eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I don't have your share."

Mu Beiting's expression turned ugly, staring at her silently.

After a few seconds, he turned to use chopsticks to clamp the buns.

But the chopsticks only touched the bun skin, a pair of small hands stretched over again, and directly took a drawer of buns away.

He put down his chopsticks, his eyes darkened a bit, and squeezed a few words from his teeth: "Su Xiangwan."

Su Xiangwan looked at him with a smile: "Ah, who are you? Do you know me?"