Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan's heart was trembling softly, and her soft tongue gently went around her fingertips, leaving a piece of wetness.

She blushed and wanted to pull her hand out, but he held her wrist tightly.

The teeth were gently rubbed on her knuckles, and itchy, making her tremble slightly, and she felt softer.

"Mu Beiting...Don't make trouble..." She said softly, but couldn't get her hand out.

He held the **** of the index finger and **** in his mouth, and the tip of the tongue kept passing by, and after leaving a little bit, he went to hold her ring finger.

Su Xiangwan didn't dare to raise her head at all, her fingers curled up slightly, as if the stiffness was not hers at all.

Mu Beiting wanted to tease her, but her fingers were soft and tender, and they felt very good to the touch.

After a few minutes, he finally let her go.

Leaning over her ears and whispering: "I can't do anything, I can eat you."

Word by word, especially low, under his hoarse voice, with bewitching magic.

Su Xiangwan didn't dare to look at him at all, pushed him away a bit, slippery like a mud loach, he couldn't even put his shoes on, and slipped straight back to the bedroom.

After hurriedly locking the door, Su Xiangwan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his few flushed fingers, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.

He took a piece of paper indiscriminately and hurriedly wiped his fingers dry.

After I wiped it, I thought about it and felt it was wrong, so I plunged into the bathroom and washed it repeatedly.

After more than ten minutes, she let out a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, every time I see my fingers, I blush and I can't help but think of his soft tongue...

It's terrible!

Su Xiangwan stuffed himself in the room for more than two hours and did not come out.

She didn't open the door pretendingly until Mu Beiting called her to eat.

A table of meals is not too much, but they are all exquisite.

She pretended not to remember what happened just now, and kept her head down and picking up rice.

Mu Beiting didn't tease her anymore, and ran to her bedroom to work after eating.

Su Xiangwan looked down at the script and frowned slightly.

There will be a kiss scene tomorrow. It is Haitang who is heartbroken when he knows that Li Chengfeng is in love with the hostess Anning.

She was unwilling, but knew that she was not worthy of a hero like Li Chengfeng.

She hated tranquility, but she couldn't help but hope that tranquility would bring happiness to this man.

But in the face of a lover, no one will give in willingly.

During a dance with Li Chengfeng, she took the initiative to kiss the man.

Su Xiangwan rubbed his temples with a headache, and glanced at the man at the desk twice.

You know that in this circle, kiss scenes are not necessary, but they are inevitable.

There are not many kiss scenes for the role of Haitang, probably only two.

But even so, she was still a little shocked.

Who made the last lesson too profound.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes slightly, his cheeks hot.

Thinking of the hickeys she left all over her body, she couldn't concentrate on reading the script.

In the next instant, Su Xiangwan's hands were empty.

The script was suddenly taken out.

Her heart trembled and she was shocked in a cold sweat.

Looking up, I don't know when he walked in front of him.

"Mu Beiting!"

She spoke nervously, facing the man's black eyes.

Mu Beiting easily threw the script beside her, picked her up, and hugged her in his arms: "What are you thinking about, absent-minded."

Su Xiangwan swallowed, Yu Guang glanced at the script on the sofa.

The script is very close to them, about one book or so away.

The script was wide open, and it happened to stop at the page of the kiss scene.