Drifting Towards You

He withdrew his gaze only when he heard her voice, his eyes still a little scarlet.

Su Xiangwan looked at him with concern and said softly: "Don't be angry."

"En." He responded, calming down a bit.

But when he thought of the salty pig's hand, he was still angry.

Glancing coldly at the man on the ground, Shang Wen immediately asked someone to drag him away.

At this moment, the reporter who had just calmed down suddenly surrounded him again like water from a boiling pot.

"Shao Mu, can you explain your behavior just now?" Someone stretched the microphone over.

This time, Mu Beiting was silent again.

Glancing at the reporter coldly, he said solemnly: "The road is uneven."

"Mu Shao, do you have an improper relationship with Miss Su?"

"No."

"Then can you explain the photos on the Internet?"

Su Xiangwan was a little nervous, not knowing how he would respond, and turned his head to look at him as well.

Mu Beiting was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "I am her fan."

As soon as this remark came out, the reporters around were in an uproar.

Mu Beiting chasing stars?

The Mu family actually said he was a fan of a second-line actress?

Immediately afterwards, someone continued to ask: "Are you chasing Miss Su? Will you two be together?"

Mu Beiting looked at the reporter with a calm face, and asked him, "Have you seen actors and fans together?"

This rhetorical question made the reporter a little bewildered.

Immediately, I tried to remember in my mind, wondering if there was any case of celebrities and fans together.

And this time, the bodyguards who were transferred have hurriedly arrived.

Mu Beiting did not answer any more questions, guarding Su Xiang's evening car.

It wasn't until the car drove a long way that the crazy reporters were completely thrown away.

Su Xiangwan lightly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to tease a man: "When did you become my fan?"

He took her over and held her in his arms.

Leaning her face against her neck, slowly said: "When you sleep."

Su Xiangwan subconsciously glanced at the driver who was driving, blushed and glared at Mu Beiting, and whispered, "Can you be more serious?"

Mu Beiting pecked her lips and said warmly, "I have a very serious person sleeping on you."

Su Xiangwan's eyes widened, and angrily said: "On the skill of playing tricks, no one in the world can compare to you."

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows, leaned close to her small and exquisite ear beads, and couldn't help sticking out his wet tongue and licking: "No one can compare to me when it comes to kung fu on the bed.

Su Xiangwan's earlobes instantly turned red and became hot, and the small piece of soft flesh trembled slightly, as if shy.

She looked at him angrily, becoming angered, "Mu Beiting, do you want to be shameless."

Su Xiangwan didn't expect that the cold and gloomy man at the beginning would become like this one day.

Did he crooked him by himself or he crooked himself.

Mu Beiting's eyes were gentle, with a warm breath scattered around her ears, and he whispered softly: "Wife-in-law, if you don't, don't."

Su Xiangwan stretched out a small hand and pushed him away.

I just feel that there is a hooligan living in every man's body.

She snorted softly and whispered awkwardly, "Is there anything you can't compare to you on bedtime? What you say doesn't count, it's up to me."

He squinted his eyes, crossed her small face with his big hand, and turned to himself: "Then you say."

Su Xiangwan flushed his cheeks: "Oh, do you hate me, don't pinch my face..."

"Where is it?" he asked in a low voice.

Su Xiangwan stared at him angrily for a while, and finally said: "Then squeeze your face."