Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was unable to, so he had to get up, sit next to Mu Beiting and watch him make a fuss on the ground alone.

Turning his head to look at the man beside him, he looked cold, obviously not in a good mood.

Su Xiangwan gently shook his hand and shook his fingers together: "Don't ignore me, I am flustered."

Mu Beiting still said nothing. After all, it was not a matter of a few days that she left.

Su Xiangwan sighed softly, thinking that he usually only walked for ten and a half days, he seemed to be unable to come back, this time it took so long, it is no wonder that he would be angry.

Su Xiangwan gently kissed his handsome face: "You are not handsome when you are angry."

Mu Beiting still didn't respond, and he had completely emptied the entire suitcase every year, and he couldn't do it proudly, sitting on the carpet and babbling to Su Xiangwan.

"Can you coax me for a while? It's eleven o'clock, he should go to bed." Su Xiangwan said softly.

The little guy is obviously too sleepy, but he just relies on it and refuses to sleep.

Mu Beiting was silent for a few seconds, and then somehow figured it out, got up and carried Nian Nian and went to the next room.

Year after year, she was suddenly picked up by Baba, and she burst into tears in an instant. His two little hands continued to grab Su Xiangwan, crying heartbreakingly.

Su Xiangwanqiang withdrew his gaze until the door of the next door closed, and his cry was much lower.

Su Xiangwan was sitting on the ground, absentmindedly, not even thinking about cleaning up.

After being silent for a while, I couldn't help taking out my phone and sending a text message to Yuan Xue: Sister Xue, can I stop filming this movie?

After a while, Yuan Xue called her and said something painful to her.

Su Xiangwan also knew that he was just impulsive, and after hanging up the phone, he cheered up and started packing.

After more than 20 minutes, the door was opened, and it was Mu Beiting who came back.

"Asleep every year?"

Before she could finish her words, she was thrown on the bed by him, and the suitcase was kicked open, obviously irritated.

This night, she was tossed by him again as if she was peeling off a layer of skin.

As if she was afraid that she would forget herself, how could Mu Beiting make her hurt? Su Xiangwan cried out of breath, but could only take it, and didn't dare to stop him.

Early the next morning.

The alarm clock rang, and Su Xiangwan got up with a pair of swollen eyes.

I haven't packed my things yet, and I slept too little last night. This will make my mind groggy.

As soon as she moved, Mu Beiting also got up. There were two patches of blue and gray right now, and he obviously didn't sleep well last night.

After being together, the two have not been separated for so long, saying that it is impossible for him not to care.

Su Xiangwan graciously kissed him on the face, and he was caught back and kissed him for a while before it was counted as giving up.

He squatted on the ground and continued to pack his luggage. Before long, the door creaked and was pushed open every year. The little dumpling walked in with his short legs swaying in, a pair of sleepy eyes, obviously not awake.

His gaze fell on Su Xiangwan's body, and he reacted for a while, as if only to confirm who she was.

Immediately afterwards, his dim eyes fell on the box in front of her, ran over staggeringly, and then sat in the box with his short legs pressed against the folded clothes, which was self-evident.

Su Xiangwan has a headache, the father and son are more cumbersome than the other.

Looking at his son now, I have to admit that Li Mubai's nickname is still very appropriate. What kind of name is Nian Nian? It should be called sticky bean bun.

"Year... Ma Ma is packing things up." Su Xiangwan said softly.

Year after year, he just lowered his head to play with the car in his hand, as if he hadn't heard her.