Drifting Towards You

After brushing for more than an hour, Su Xiangwan was also a little tired.

Put the phone aside and think about it.

Although she only came back a while ago, Weibo and the news were all talking about her and Mu Beiting.

But at this time, Meng Xiaolan, an unfamiliar actor, was revealed by some so-called ‘informed persons’, which seemed intriguing.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, maybe it was Meng Xiaolan's handwriting.

However, this woman was really cautious and smart, neither showed up nor made any public accusations against her.

But now under the guidance of these Weibo and a lot of soul chicken soup, it is obvious that she has become a victim of infatuation, even if she has been bullied and hurt, but she still doesn't say a word, which is especially distressing.

Su Xiangwan didn't care either, because he was ruined by a trick in his previous life.

Can not toss any waves.

Su Xiangwan lost his phone and ran to pester Mu Bei Ting, regardless of whether he was busy.

When he opened the door of the study, he saw him in a formal suit with a stern face. She ran over and said, "Mu Beiting, why are you dressed so formal?"

Mu Beiting's eyes were slightly stagnant, and before he could speak, he felt that his arms sank and there was a soft little thing.

Su Xiangwan ran over and sat on his lap, very disturbing.

Mu Beiting's body stiffened, his eyebrows beat and he said, "Don't make trouble."

"I don't." Su Xiangwan refused with his arms around his neck.

"Observe, I'm busy." Mu Beiting said softly.

Su Xiangwan made a small mouth and said, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"No." Mu Beiting denied.

"Then you kiss me..." Su Xiangwan was upset when he thought of the romantic debts he owed. Although he knew it, he couldn't be blamed. It was all because of Mrs. Mu's bullying him.

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep, staring at her silently.

"Are you kissing?" Su Xiangwan became a little angry.

This person used to hold her all day long, which would make him kiss him with an unwilling look on his face.

Mu Beiting pecked her lips helplessly, tasting nothing.

Su Xiangwan turned and sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck and kissed him actively: "You are not allowed to look at other women, they are not as good as me."

"Well, you are the best looking." Mu Beiting whispered.

Su Xiangwan snorted softly: "It's pretty much the same."

After that, she kissed his lips again and lowered her eyes gently, gentle and serious.

Mu Beiting's breathing became disordered for a few minutes, and he pushed her away a few minutes. After all, he doesn't have the habit of live kissing in front of others: "Don't make trouble."

Seeing him pushing her away, Su Xiangwan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at him aggrievedly.

Mu Beiting sighed helplessly, "Late night, I'm in a meeting."

Su Xiangwan's body became stiff, staring at him stupidly.

After a few seconds, he reacted, turned his head to look at the computer, his face turned red with ‘huh’, and immediately saw a conference round table on the computer screen with more than 20 people sitting.

Looking up again, on the wall opposite the desk, a huge screen magnified the scene on the computer.

She saw each of the heads as if they were sitting across from each other.

Su Xiangwan was ashamed and annoyed, a little frustrated, "Why don't you tell me if you have a meeting again."

Mu Beiting looked at her embarrassment and chuckled, "You also don't allow me to talk."

"How can I not let you say..."

Before Su Xiangwan had finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he was referring to her kissing him, gave him angrily, turned and ran out of his study.