Drifting Towards You

When Mu Beiting came out of the bathroom after washing his hands, he saw that Su Xiangwan had been tilting his head to look at him. She saw wherever he went, as if there was something to say to him, but he didn't say it. Look like.

"Late night, don't look at me like that." Mu Beiting frowned.

Su Xiangwan still shrank into a ball, too lazy to move, but beckoned to him: "Come here."

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows, walked to her and stuffed a warm water bag in her hand.

"Yeah~" Su Xiangwan whispered, the warm water bag a bit hotter than she thought.

Mu Beiting chuckled, his eyes gentle.

As soon as he sat down, Su Xiangwan got up and knelt beside him. She was not much shorter than him when she was sitting on her knees. The hot water bottle fell aside, and she stretched out a small hand toward his handsome face.

Mu Beiting only thought she knew that she hurt someone, and wanted to warm him up, so she didn't move.

But who knows, he simply thinks too much.

Two little hands landed on his cool cheeks, squeezed hard, and then began to pull outwards.

She had just taken the warm water bag, her fingertips were warm, but her strength was not small.

Mu Beiting's face darkened a bit, but the flesh on her cheeks was pulled up by her, and she had no deterrent power at all.

"Does it hurt...?" Su Xiangwan's eyes widened and asked him seriously.

Mu Beiting's face darkened a bit, his big hand squeezed her wrist and pulled her hand from her face, blocking her in the corner of the sofa: "Do you think it hurts, huh?"

Su Xiangwan smiled hippiely, just about to speak, his mouth hurt, and exclaimed: "Ah~"

He blocked her in the corner, but he was not afraid of seeing her every year.

But still couldn't help but blush, and stared at Mu Beiting angrily: "Mu Beiting~!"

Mu Beiting chuckles from his birth: "If you have no conscience, you will pinch me when you come back."

Su Xiangwan stretched out his foot to kick him, but he pressed her thigh and kissed her hard for a while before giving up.

Su Xiangwan hummed softly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

She pinched him to prove if she was dreaming.

"Eating." Mu Beiting picked her up from the sofa and walked directly to the restaurant.

"You let me down, I can walk by myself." Su Xiangwan whispered, his face flushed and hot.

Sitting opposite him, Su Xiangwan looked up at him from time to time, thinking about when to tell him the result.

Mu Beiting served her food and soup and placed them in front of her.

Su Xiangwan's appetite hasn't been very good lately, so he stopped eating after two bites, put down his bowl and chopsticks and stared at him.

Mu Beiting twisted his eyebrows. The food was carefully prepared by the chef. They were all food supplements, and wanted to adjust her body.

I don't want the cook to change a few, but she still eats that little bit.

"Eat some more." Mu Beiting frowned and said, seeing that she had lost a few kilos recently, and she was a little dissatisfied.

Su Xiangwan seemed to have not heard him, and said softly: "Mu Beiting, do you really care about the child in my stomach?"

"En." Mu Beiting replied, his expression remained the same, but he put some vegetables in the bowl for her, and then said, "Eat all of them."

"Is it okay that the child is not yours?" Su Xiangwan asked again, unbelief in evil.

He must care... no one cares.

"It's fine for you." Mu Beiting said warmly, calmly, only when she thought of it again in the past two days, and felt uneasy.

"Then what if I ran with another man?" Mu Beiting put down his chopsticks and stared at her with a cold face: "Did I take you today?"