Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan glanced, his face changed.

He raised his head to look at Mu Beiting again, only to feel that his eyes were to eat people.

Her chest pained again, as if it was an indication of her fate.

She took a breath, and suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom.

Tear the letter paper neatly into pieces and throw it into the toilet.

When Mu Beiting followed, he saw that the letter paper had melted into pieces and fell into the toilet, soaking wet.

Su Xiangwan glanced at his sullen face and unceremoniously pressed the flush button.

She doesn't believe he will fish?

Humph, I can't get it now!

Mu Beiting looked at her with a dark face, blocking the bathroom door with a gloomy breath.

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows: "You like Song Ziming so much~ I'll just throw his things, and you will kill me."

He was very angry, and approached step by step: "Oh, I have become more skilled, and I will learn to reverse black and white."

Su Xiangwan stepped back until he bumped on the sink, and there was nowhere to go.

"What I'm telling the truth, did it poke your sore spot, you became angry!" Su Xiangwan smiled dryly, with a little schadenfreude in his eyes, but a little uneasy.

Mu Beiting chuckled, "I think you are tight."

"I...I don't..."

He was too close to her, making her feel oppressed inexplicably.

Mu Beiting raised her chin and bit her lip severely.

"Woo...it hurts..."

Bursts of blood spread between his lips and teeth, and tears fell from the painful Su Xiangwan's eyes.

I don't know how long it took before he let her go.

Her eyes were flushed and she pushed him away and ran out of the bathroom.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror and taking a photo, there is still blood oozing on the lips.

His entire mouth was so red and swollen that he was ravaged, and it was hard to ignore it.

Mu Beiting's mood was a little better.

A confrontation ended with Su Xiangwan's disastrous defeat.

After dinner, he sent her to the crew.

Su Xiangwan was still breathing, turning his head and looking out the window to ignore him.

When he was about to get out of the car, Mu Beiting grabbed her little hand and hugged her into his arms: "Late night, I'm leaving."

Su Xiangwan's heart moved slightly, and his heart that had made up his mind to ignore him suddenly shaken.

She finally turned her head to look at him, her dark eyes staring at him without speaking.

"Does it hurt?" he asked in a low voice.

"En." She replied a little aggrieved.

"It just so happens that you miss me when it hurts." He kissed her little cheek gently.

Su Xiangwan's nose was sore and he didn't make a sound.

"No more gifts from men." He instructed in a deep voice.

"understood……"

"No love letters are allowed."

Su Xiangwan made a small mouth, and the love letters were basically received unconsciously. Now a few people will send them in person.

She even wanted to refuse but had no chance.

But after thinking about it, facing his dull black eyes, she still decided to reassure him, and softly replied, "Okay..."

Only then did Mu Beiting's expression relax a little, and he hugged her tightly, reluctant to let go.

Su Xiangwan reached out and gently hugged his neck.

Both of them were silent for a few seconds, feeling the last tenderness before parting.

Not long after, Su Xiangwan whispered: "Then I'm leaving. Send me a message after you get off the plane."

"Great."

She slowly let go, glanced at him reluctantly, and got out of the car resolutely.

Mu Beiting sat in the car, staring at her back.

It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared that he looked back: "Let's go."

After Su Xiangwan arrived on the crew, she began to put on makeup.

I flipped through the newspaper in idle time.