Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan swallowed his saliva and felt that something was a bit wrong...

Shouldn't you be happy at this time?

Don't you need to be a father, shouldn't you toast to celebrate?

Why is this expression of cannibalism!

Su Xiangwan noticed that something was wrong, hesitated and slowly rubbed off Mu Beiting, intending to slip away.

But as soon as his feet touched the ground, Mu Beiting was dragged into the bedroom.

Su Xiangwan subconsciously did not want to go back, and said softly: "I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, I shouldn't test you..."

Mu Beiting had a heavy face and said nothing.

Seeing her making a lot of trouble, she picked up the person directly and threw them on the bed, squinted and said coldly: "I'm good at it, huh?"

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and got up to run.

How could Mu Beiting let her go so easily, put one hand on her leg, half-kneeled on the bed, and looked at her condescendingly.

At this meeting, Su Xiangwan had already put on a simple T-shirt and shorts, which made it easy to take off.

He leaned slightly, his eyes fell on the blushing lips, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Seeing that his thin lips were about to fall, Su Xiangwan quickly stretched out his hand to block his lips, and said softly, "You promised not to touch me before the memory was restored."

Mu Beiting's movements paused slightly, and his breathing became heavier.

After staring at her for a few seconds, he suddenly got up, turned and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom door slammed shut, announcing someone's displeasure.

It wasn't until the sound of the water sounded that Su Xiangwan breathed a sigh of relief.

I would have died if I knew it.

Hmm... Are you angry now?

Su Xiangwan was paralyzed on the bed. In fact, it was still possible to kiss him, but she was afraid he would not be able to take it.

Thinking of those things before, she couldn't help but shudder, and lay on the bed with the baby on her side.

When Mu Beiting came out, Su Xiangwan was still lying motionless.

He glanced over her, his thin lips pressed lightly, and he said nothing.

While wiping his hair, he walked to the desk in the bedroom.

Su Xiangwan slowly got up, his hair messed up like a little madman.

Glancing at him quietly, then turned around with his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After lingering for more than half an hour, when Su Xiangwan came out of the bathroom, he had already put on a light gray nightgown.

There was hardly anything she had in the house, and she had to look through her nightgown for a long time before she found such one.

Thinking about how her things in the bathroom were also cleaned up, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but rush up a bit angrily.

Looking at Mu Beiting, she was sitting on the sofa and blowing her hair.

The buzzing of the windpipe was turned on to the maximum, Mu Beiting remained motionless and did not react at all.

When his hair was dry, Su Xiangwan sat on the sofa and watched TV for himself.

But he ignored her, and she couldn't enter.

After peeking at him back and forth several times, Su Xiangwan got up to pour him a glass of water, and then slowly rubbed it in front of him and put it beside him.

Mu Beiting still had no response, his eyes fell on the laptop, not knowing what he was doing.

Su Xiangwan didn't leave either. He stood behind the chair and looked at it.

She couldn't understand all these stocks.

So he tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on his handsome face.

She was very close to his profile, less than an inch away.

Mu Beiting's thin lips pressed lightly, her eyebrows furrowed a bit, her hair drooped with her movements, and a lot of them fell on his shoulders and neck, with a faint fragrance, which made him a little upset.

Su Xiangwan lightly breathed into his handsome face, disgustingly.