Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan raised his head and cast a glance at her, and said to Mu Beiting: "I want to eat that okra..."

Mu Beiting was about to pick up some for her, but Song Ziming took the plate first, and directly put the dish in front of Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan lightly licked his lips without moving his chopsticks.

Because she had clearly felt that the breath of a man next to her was not right.

She believed that if she really dared to touch the dishes Song Ziming handed over, Mu Beiting would be able to lift the table.

Su Xiangwan bowed his head and ignored it, and started eating something else.

Mu Beiting looked straight at Song Ziming with a sneer, his eyes gloomy, and there was a little cruel dim light inside.

Song Ziming stayed still, staring at him unhurriedly, but there was a subtle glow in his gentle eyes.

The two men looked at each other silently, as if there were two clusters of flames meeting in the air.

There was a fierce collision and a silent confrontation.

A few seconds later, Mu Beiting gave a chuckle, retracted his gaze and touched Su Xiangwan's head, warmly said: "If you like it, eat more. After all, it is rare for Song Gongzi to treat him."

Su Xiangwan bit his chopsticks and stared at him blankly.

This person has changed sex.

I usually have such a small belly and chicken intestines, so how grandiose it is to be a person.

Mu Beiting reached out and took the chopsticks out of her hand, frowning and said, "Don't bite."

"Oh..." Su Xiang nodded late, and ate something again. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he hadn't reacted in anger.

She was really afraid that he would pinch Song Ziming.

Although the Mu family is not afraid of the Song family, the Song family should not be underestimated, not to mention that the Song family was very kind to her in the previous life, and the grudge was only related to Song Ziming, and she did not want the two to be too violent.

After Su Xiangwan put down the bowls and chopsticks, he only felt that his stomach was round.

"Good support..." Su Xiangwan said softly, lazily like a cat full of food and drink.

"Come here." He whispered.

"En?" Su Xiangwan was stunned.

He squeezed her chin with one hand, took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth: "The food is everywhere."

He wiped off a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head slightly and pecked twice on her lips.

Su Xiangwan glared at him angrily: You are crazy!

Mu Beiting looked at her lazily, "Staring at her? Why don't you know how to be ashamed at home!"

Su Xiangwan's ears were red, and he stared at him speechlessly.

Song Ziming's hands under the table tightened, and a few seconds later, he slowly let go.

He really underestimated the closeness of the two.

Today, there are too many things beyond his expectations.

Song Ziming suddenly got up and said warmly, "I'll go to checkout."

When the words fell, he took the lead to leave the private room.

Su Xiangwan flattened his mouth: "Is this because she and Mu Beiting left in disgust..."

Mu Beiting leaned lazily on the dining table, with a cigarette in his mouth, turned his head and said to Su Xiangwan: "Go and ask for a lighter for me."

"Isn't there one?" Su Xiangwan pointed to the lighter on the table and said.

"Broken." Mu Beiting said lightly.

"Okay." Su Xiangwan also turned and left.

As soon as they left, Mu Beiting and Li Qingqing were the only ones left in the room.

Being in the same room with this man alone, Li Qingqing felt nervous, Xu Mu Beiting left her too heavy a shadow, that she would be a little trembling.

"Sao Mu..."

Mu Beiting reached out and took the lighter on the table and lit the cigarette.

His posture was lazy, the faint smoke enveloped the man's face, his vision became hazy.

He squinted at Li Qingqing, and said lightly: "Like Song Ziming?"

Li Qingqing was stunned for a moment, wondering why he suddenly asked like this.