Drifting Towards You

Su Zhiguo gave him a warning look and said in a deep voice, "I think you are used to indulgence, and you are not allowed to go anywhere this month. Just give me a face at home and think about it. If you are still so self-willed, you will always be at home for me. Now, lest it be more troublesome than going out!"

Su Yufei was about to say something more, but Mu Beiting got up and said, "I'll go upstairs to tidy up."

Su Xiangwan watched him silently, hesitating to let the servant go out and buy him a pair of pants.

"Late night, come up with me." Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, and the black hole fell on her.

Su Xiangwan swallowed his saliva, looked at Su Zhiguo and hurriedly followed.

After going upstairs, Mu Beiting went directly into Su Xiangwan's room, and Su Xiangwan swept in slowly.

No way, who left this **** in her bedroom without leaving any fond memories for her, only to be afraid.

"You...how did you do it? There seems to be no pants you can wear?" Su Xiangwan hesitated.

Mu Beiting eased off his belt, and Su Xiangwan was stunned.

"You...what are you doing?"

He glanced at her and said, "You put out the fire you light."

"Mu...Mu Beiting, no." Su Xiangwan was a little anxious, this **** was at her house again.

Not once is safe.

Seeing her pale face, Mu Beiting smiled and didn't tease her anymore.

After taking off his trousers, he turned to the bathroom to wash. Su Xiangwan stood in front of the door and looked at the man wearing only the inner inner. He couldn't help but teased: "Would you like to wash this one with you?"

Mu Beiting glanced at her in the mirror: "You can say it if you want to die."

Su Xiangwan shrank his head and smiled dryly: "I'll just say it casually...Don't take it seriously."

Mu Beiting didn't pay any attention to her anymore. This little thing was of the type that itchy if you don't clean it up, and you're scared to cry as soon as you clean it. It's commonly known as counseling.

Mu Beiting was washing his pants, and Su Xiangwan stood by the door looking at him, and couldn't help but admire once again, her man's **** was upright, it was really ecstasy.

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

Su Xiangwan was frightened and swiftly closed the bathroom door: "Who?"

"Late night, Dad took a pair of new trousers, you can see if Mu Beiting can wear it." It was Su Zhiguo.

Su Xiangwan slowly opened the door and saw that Su Zhiguo was holding a pair of navy blue pants in his hand.

Because Su Zhiguo is a bit fatter than Mu Beiting, after all, people are a little blessed in middle age, so the size is not too small.

Su Xiangwan looked at it and said, "He is in the toilet, I will let him try."

"Good." After Su Zhiguo nodded, he turned and went downstairs.

After Su Xiangwan threw the pants to Mu Beiting, he waited for a while and saw Mu Beiting come out wearing the pants.

She glanced and raised her brows: "It fits well."

Well, the premise is to ignore the length of the cropped pants.

Mu Beiting is taller than Su Zhiguo. It is not a big problem to be fat and thin. He is slightly fatter, but there is no way for his height. The pants are a lot shorter, and the man has his ankles.

Su Xiangwan only thinks that people really look good, and they look good in everything they wear.

Such an old style can make him look like a big name.

"Su Yufei, this bastard, is really too much!" Su Xiangwan said with anger.

Mu Beiting drew her close to her arms, lowered her head and kissed her lips, and said solemnly, "You are so jealous that you look so cute."

Su Xiangwan gently beat his chest twice before speaking again.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Su Xiangwan suddenly said: "It was Su Yufei who interrupted. I almost forgot to do business."