Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting's expression was a little loose, and he forcibly resisted to look at her.

Su Xiangwan cursed secretly in his heart, pretending, and continuing to pretend, I see when you can pretend to be!

Mu Beiting ignored her, Su Xiangwan stretched out a small hand and did not look at him.

After groping for a long time on his lap, he finally found his big hand.

After gently holding his big hand, he pulled to his side.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and said nothing.

Su Xiangwan raised his chin slightly, pretending that he was watching the show with extra seriousness, and no one in the audience was more serious than me.

But he unceremoniously opened his skirt a little bit.

Mu Beiting's lips tightened a bit, and the slightly cool fingertips touched a piece of smoothness. He knew that it was her jade leg, smooth and delicate like suet.

Su Xiangwan's little hand landed on the back of his hand and gently led him to fumble a few times.

Mu Beiting's breathing became heavy, and there were faint blue veins floating on his forehead.

Su Xiangwan slowly raised his red lips, his eyes still falling on the catwalk.

But later, without even guiding, Mu Beiting's big hands began to fumble on her legs uncontrollably.

The movements are very small, and the puffy skirts cover them, so others can't notice it.

Su Xiangwan was still serious, his face didn't change a bit, she could only feel that the years were the slaughter of pigs, and the skin was thick and thick.

Mu Beiting's breathing became heavier and heavier, lowered his eyes slightly, trying to calm himself down.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, her white body was all in her mind, with blood spurting and ecstasy.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the strength in his hand became a bit heavier, he just wanted to push the fairy to the ground immediately, and deal with her fiercely!

Su Xiangwan's expression remained unchanged, and turned his head slightly to glance at him.

But it was facing a pair of dark eyes.

She curled the corners of her lips: "Yo, I am finally willing to look at me."

Mu Beiting's lips pressed lightly without making a sound, but his eyes became darker and more dangerous.

Su Xiangwan approached him a few minutes and blew lightly at his auricle.

The warm breath poured in along the cochlea, Mu Beiting's throat tightened, and the whole body became tighter.

Su Xiangwan seemed to smile, glanced under him, and said warmly: "I'm going to the bathroom, are you going?"

Mu Beiting glanced at her warningly, gloomy.

But Su Xiangwan was not so afraid of him, so he gently moved his hand down, got up and said to Xiaoxiao, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"En? Oh... OK." Li Xiaoxiao nodded, blinking a pair of big eyes watching Su Xiangwan leave.

Turning his head, he saw that Mu Beiting's expression was a little bit pale, and he didn't say a word.

Li Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said: "Go to the bathroom late? Do you want to accompany her?"

Mu Beiting glanced at her lightly, his eyes gloomy.

Li Xiaoxiao shivered in fright, shrank his neck and retracted his gaze, not daring to make any more noises.

It's terrible... even more terrible than my uncle...

Oh no, it's the kind of horror that is different from the little uncle.

Mu Beiting wanted to find him, but now he was full of thoughts. If he got up, he would be aware of it.

He lowered his eyes and tried to calm his breath.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that he suddenly got up.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on with him...

Have you quarreled with Wanwan?

How do you feel murderous?

Mu Beiting walked in the direction of the bathroom all the way until he reached the bathroom and saw Su Xiangwan coming out of the bathroom.