Drifting Towards You

Her long hair will be a bit messy, the lipstick on her lips has only been flowered by herself, and there are some marks on her chin and neck.

The sky-blue dress slipped a few minutes, and it happened to be stuck on the chest, revealing a little bit of lace on the underwear.

"Mu Beiting, tonight...Will you go home at night?" She said softly, her voice trembling a little.

"Not good." He refused decisively.

Immediately afterwards, the kiss blocked her mouth, thrust her tongue in, and stirred her gently.

Su Xiangwan couldn't hold him back, but he was asked for it in the end.

After she finished the bath and changed into the clothes that Mu Beiting had bought, and then went downstairs, she found that Mrs. Mu and others had returned.

A group of more than ten people, sitting on the sofa, seemed to be talking about something.

Seeing her coming down, Mu Beiting got up and came over to embrace her, without any intention to introduce her.

Ms. Lu glared at Mu Beiting and introduced to Su Xiangwan: "This is your uncle, this is my aunt, this is my cousin Mu Shaobai, and this is my cousin Mu Shao Ran."

Su Xiangwan said hello one by one: "Uncle, good aunt."

"Well, good. Bei Ting has a good vision, I think it is much better than the girl from the Zhao family."

"What's so much stronger, it's so much more beautiful, okay?"

The middle-aged man in front of him should be Mu Yusheng's brother, and the woman is his wife.

Both of them were very gentle, but even so, Su Xiangwan could still see at a glance the aura of their superiors, with majesty and competence.

When it was his turn to say hello to the cousin, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but glance again.

"Sister-in-law, please contact me if she is short of money in the future. My dad is Mu Yukun and my grandfather is Mu Dongfeng. Although I am not a single pass of Mu's three generations, a few hundred million is just a trivial matter. ."

The boy's name was Mu Shaobai, and he was a little childish at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

He has a typical rich second-generation aura, scornful and cynical, but partial but not annoying.

If you have to use one word to describe it, Su Xiangwan thinks that it probably looks rich.

"Well, I will definitely look for you if I am short of money in the future." Su Xiangwan smiled back.

Mu Shao nodded his head: "It should be! The problem that money can solve is not a problem!"

Su Xiangwan bends the corners of his lower lips, just thinking it is cute.

The cousin was sitting aside playing with her mobile phone, without raising her head, saying hello: "Sister-in-law is good."

"Hello there."

Su Xiangwan's gaze swept across her.

Mu Shaoran is really nothing like an ordinary lady, wearing a hip-hop top and ripped jeans.

He has long hair, and scorpion braids are braided against the scalp on the left side, and then they are dyed a few strokes and become colorful.

Well, that's right.

It is the kind of legendary colorful, a rebellious girl.

Seeing hello here, Mu Beiting got up and dragged Su Xiangwan into his arms, feeling that she was always the only one in her eyes.

When Mrs. Mu saw this, she coldly snorted, "How decent you are!"

Su Xiangwan didn't say anything this time. After all, she felt that so many people were waiting for herself, it was indeed wrong.

Thinking of the culprit around him, Su Xiangwan stretched out his hand and twisted it on his waist.

Mu Beiting frowned, and said solemnly: "Here you are, let's eat."

The food on the table was quite plentiful, and it seemed that Mr. Mu didn't come back from outside until he was seated. It seemed that he had just finished his work.

The dinner table was relatively quiet.

Although it is not silent, it seems that by the rules, everyone is quite quiet.

In this atmosphere, Su Xiangwan lowered his head and concentrated on eating.