Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting looked unhappy, and said solemnly, "I brought the child and the party by myself. It's not that Mu's family can't afford to hire a servant."

No one said anything when he spoke.

Rong Chen said tepidly: "Medical research shows that children are indeed more likely to develop soundly with their parents."

Li Mubai tilted Erlang's leg and lit a cigarette, and said evilly: "Don't raise the child like the third brother, who is mentally unsound."

Hearing her say so, Su Xiangwan quit.

He stretched his neck and counterattacked, "I can still make up for my mental insufficiency. It's not like your abnormality can't be cured."

Li Mubai took a breath and narrowed his eyes.

In the smoke, that delicate face looked a bit evil and enchanting.

Su Xiangwan shrank his neck, okay.

Among these people, she was actually a little afraid of Li Mubai.

Mu Beiting broke her small face and said, "Shao talks to perverts."

Su Xiang nodded late and continued to eat.

A meal was quite lively. After the dinner, except for Mu Beiting, everyone in the Mu family returned to Haicheng first. Li Mubai and Rong Chen also had work to do and didn't stay anymore.

Back at the hotel, Mu Beiting put Su Xiangwan at the door and kissed him.

Su Xiangwan was a little uncomfortable, but still responded gently.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes passed, when the two of them were breathing heavily, that he was willing to leave her lips, looked down at her, and said with a deep look: "I thought I didn't?"

"En...I thought about it." Su Xiangwan chuckled, his face flushed.

Mu Beiting couldn't bear her appearance the most, so he hugged her to the bed and kissed her again.

"Well, I haven't taken a shower yet..." Su Xiangwan tried to push him away.

"I'll help you."

"No!"

"I'll help you."

"Um... don't touch me, admire... uh..."

Mu Beiting couldn't help asking her twice, but he didn't dare to move too hard, so he didn't enjoy it.

Seeing that he finally gave up, Su Xiangwan slipped like a loach, and went straight into the bathroom.

Mu Beiting walked to the window and lit a cigarette to relieve his desire.

Until an hour later, both of them took a shower.

Mu Beiting watched TV on the sofa with her for a while, Su Xiangwan put his legs on his thighs, shaking his feet.

Mu Beiting looked at her swollen calf and foot, frowned, and stroked it with his big hand: "Why is it swollen like this?"

Su Xiangwan glanced at it and said aggrieved: "Yes, does the belly get bigger and bigger, there will be swelling, and the swelling will hurt."

His face darkened a bit, and his big hand gently massaged her.

"How long will the scene end?"

"Half a month."

"I will wait for you to finish before going back."

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment: "How can that work? Your company still has so many things to do."

He stared at her with dark eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Is it important to you?"

Su Xiangwan's ears were slightly red, and he looked away and muttered: "I don't know who I learned from, and I am more and more able to talk love."

He knelt on the sofa with one leg, put his hands beside her, and leaned forward.

Pecking her lips, he whispered: "My wife teaches well."

Su Xiangwan's face was smeared with a shy smile, and he pushed away his handsome face and said, "Don't make trouble."

Mu Beiting snorted and went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water.

Seeing him coming out of the bathroom, Su Xiangwan was stunned: "Why do you carry the water?"

Mu Beiting ignored her, put the water basin in front of her, and rolled up the trouser legs of her pajama pants for her: "Soak for a while."

Su Xiangwan was a bit shy, but he didn't twitch it either.

He pressed her foot in the warm water and squeezed her with his big hand, trying to reduce the swelling.