Drifting Towards You

Seeing him look arrogant, as if he dared to say a word and would eat his own appearance.

Su Xiangwan lightly curled his lips: "Take off your clothes."

As soon as this word came out, the room was quiet for a while.

Mu Beiting looked faintly: "Are you sure?"

Su Xiangwan's cheeks are slightly red, and he is a little flustered by his staring.

"Rong Chen said...I want to use wine to wipe...wipe your body..."

"Oh……"

Mu Beiting responded indifferently, and began to unbutton one by one.

Suddenly, my waist no longer hurts, my hands no longer hurt, and my whole body no longer feels weak.

Su Xiangwan twitched his eyes: "Your hands don't hurt anymore."

Mu Beiting straightened up slightly, took off his jacket, and whispered in her ear: "Unbutton your buttons, it won't hurt."

Looking at his sturdy chest, Su Xiangwan blushed and stood up in a panic: "I'll still ask someone to wipe it for you."

This time, Mu Beiting pulled her back and whispered: "You come."

A few seconds later, he added: "Send warmth."

Su Xiangwan's small face flushed with a sigh of relief, and he only felt that the temperature of his big hands was scorching, and there was no need to give warmth.

ten minutes later.

Su Xiangwan knelt and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing Mu Beiting's neck and back with a blushing face, very hard.

His back is really nice, beautiful shoulder blades, powerful and white.

There is no fat, and it is not thick, but inexplicably, it makes people feel very at ease.

The fair skin turned red in an instant, with a faint smell of wine. Su Xiangwan bit his lips and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

"Go down."

"right now?"

"Well, be heavier."

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes slightly, and said comfortably.

Her little hands were so soft that he couldn't stop thinking about things.

Su Xiangwan's face was slightly red, and his gaze passed over his polished waist, and he clearly saw a little of his buttocks. He didn't dare to look again.

"Um..." Su Xiangwan wanted to change his posture and let out a low cry.

Mu Beiting's eyelashes moved slightly: "En?"

"My legs are numb...you go in a little bit!"

"Yep."

Sitting in a position next to the bed for a long time, this will cause severe leg numbness.

Mu Beiting glanced at the distance beside the bed, the place was a bit small, so he moved a few minutes inward.

Su Xiangwan stretched his legs straight, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking a sigh of relief, throwing the gauze aside, Su Xiangwan whispered: "Hands are all red."

Mu Beiting got up, grabbed her swollen little hand and kissed her.

Su Xiangwan withdrew his hand and stood up and said, "I'll go and see if the medicine is cured."

As soon as the door opened, Rong Chen ran into him.

Su Xiangwan was startled slightly, and Rong Chen said lightly, "I forgot to take the medicine box, but you can continue."

"Continue...Continue?"

Su Xiangwan didn't react at once, and after a few seconds, he suddenly reacted.

"I...we didn't..."

Rong Chen looked directly at Mu Beiting, leaned against the door and said lightly: "It's done."

Mu Beiting glanced at him, his expression calm, without refuting it.

Rong Chen looked at his watch: "Twenty minutes and thirty-five seconds."

Understand what they are talking about, Su Xiangwan would like to find a place to dig in, turn his head and ran downstairs.

When he came back, Rong Chen had already left.

Su Xiangwan held the medicine bowl on the head of the bed, not even daring to look at him.

Mu Beiting was silent for a long time before finally speaking, "Late night."

"Yep?"

"I was not going that fast."

"En... Uh?"

His black eyes are deep, serious and serious: "Do you want me to prove it?"

Su Xiangwan's small face turned red all of a sudden, and he slammed the pillow at him: "Hurry up and drink the medicine!"

Mu Beiting held the pillow with his face unchanged, and said solemnly: "I'm just proving innocence."

Su Xiangwan was ashamed and annoyed, staring at him.