Drifting Towards You

When Mu Beiting returned to the hotel, Su Xiangwan was still standing on the bed.

After hearing the door opening, his eyes were a little dazed.

His eyes moved slowly, his gaze fell on his face, and a smile appeared.

Mu Beiting bent over to pick her up, wrapped the quilt on his lap, and reached out to probe the temperature on her forehead.

"Well, it basically doesn't burn anymore." His voice eased a little.

"I want to take a bath." Su Xiangwan cleverly nestled in his arms, like an obedient cat.

Mu Beiting frowned and lightly kissed her forehead.

"I'll talk about it at night, your fever will go down, it's easy to repeat." He said in a deep voice.

"But I feel like I'm going to smell bad..." Su Xiangwan said softly.

"It's smelly, I smell it." He teased her in a low voice, his handsome face leaning over.

Su Xiangwan frowned and pushed him away: "My hair is oily, please stay away from me."

"How far?" he asked.

Su Xiangwan thought for a while: "Don't be too far away, I'm still a patient, I need warmth..."

Mu Beiting laughed lightly, bit her small mouth, and kissed deeply for a while.

Then he said slowly: "It's very scented."

Su Xiangwan's face turned red, and he lay in his arms for a while. After eating something, he just didn't go to the bath because he coaxed him.

But until night, Su Xiangwan couldn't stand it.

She thinks she is probably all right.

As long as it is not repeated, it should be fine.

"Mu Beiting, I want to take a bath..."

"Yep."

"I want to take a bath..."

"Yep."

"My hair is oily, I want to take a shower."

Su Xiangwan sat on the bed and muttered, Mu Beiting still wiped her arms with warm alcohol.

He didn't raise his eyes to look at her until they were all wiped.

The little thing seemed to be a little unhappy, pouting his mouth, looking at him accusingly.

After Mu Beiting curled the corners of her lips, her index finger gently scraped off her little nose: "Say so many times, are you inviting me to join?"

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, then glared at him: "I didn't!"

"I don't like to take advantage of others." Mu Beiting said unhurriedly.

Su Xiangwan heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "It's almost..."

"I saw you all yesterday, so I should let you look back."

Who knows, he suddenly took such a sentence.

Immediately, before Su Xiangwan could react, he was carried into the bathroom.

He put her in the bathtub, put some water outside the bathtub, and waited until the water was warm before filling the bathtub with water.

"You hurry out...I'll do it myself..." Su Xiangwan began to urge him.

"I also wash." He said lightly.

"You wash it, and you come in after I wash it, and you go out quickly." Su Xiangwan wrinkled her face, a little annoyed.

"Save water." He said faintly, with a serious and shameless tone.

Su Xiangwan couldn't speak to him, staring angrily.

The water in the bathtub accumulates more and more until it is more than two inches high and the bottom of the nightdress is soaked.

"You go out quickly, I don't want to wash with you." Su Xiangwan said eagerly.

Mu Beiting was still not hyperactive, so he just squatted on the edge of the bathtub to release water.

"Why don't you wash it first, and I will come to wash it after you wash it."

With that, Su Xiangwan got up from the bathtub and stepped out of the bathtub with one leg.

Mu Beiting's expression suddenly sank a little, and he said coldly, "Sit back."

After being swept away by his deep eyes, Su Xiangwan felt a little flustered. He stood there and didn't dare to move anymore, but was unwilling to sit back like that.