Drifting Towards You

Her small waist straightened up a bit in an instant. It was obviously nothing to do with her, but the palms of her hands were full of sweat.

He raised his head and quietly glanced at the man sitting right at the table. He didn't seem to hear it at all, and he still didn't respond in an upright manner.

Li Xiaoxiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, wishing to drop his eyes into the phone screen.

But the creaking sound continued, crackling things kept falling on the floor, the sound was light and heavy.

Li Xiaoxiao's expression was a little unnatural, if it were her, she would feel embarrassed at this moment in such a closed room with Si Mocheng.

Li Xiaoxiao raised his phone's volume with a pouting face, solemnly.

He immediately looked at Si Mo City subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, this time he was facing his deep eyes.

A panic flashed in her eyes, and she stammered and said: "I... Did I bother you?"

Without waiting for Simocheng to speak, Su Xiangwan couldn't bear Mu Beiting's madness at all.

Across the wall, there were intermittent calls and whimpers from the woman's forbearance.

Li Xiaoxiao's face turned pale, and she looked at him silly.

Si Mocheng's eyes were dark, and he was a little impetuous.

"What are you looking at, want to try?" he asked coldly, with fluctuations in his flat voice.

Li Xiaoxiao was not frightened, and shook his head like a rattle.

"I... I'll go downstairs." Li Xiaoxiao got up from the sofa, circled in place, and turned around twice before finding the direction of the door.

"sit down."

Si Mocheng's expressionless face, commanded.

Li Xiaoxiao was persuaded all of a sudden, wanted to leave, but didn't dare.

Standing in a stalemate for a few seconds, motionless. .

After a few seconds, Li Xiaoxiao swallowed his saliva, and after all he turned around and returned to the sofa to do it.

Only then did Si Mocheng retract his gaze, his jaw tightened.

Originally, I wanted to teach the little things to give her a mental preparation.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't hold back the fire a little.

Simocheng retracted his gaze and forced himself to focus on the document.

But she was so courageous that she would cry in fear when she kissed.

Thinking of this, the unchanging man on the top of Taishan collapsed finally felt irritable.

When Su Xiangwan went downstairs again, the sky was already dark.

Su Zhiguo and Liu Yuerong, Si Mocheng and Li Xiaoxiao, and a radiant man were all sitting on the sofa.

The TV is on, and the few people don't know what to talk about.

Su Xiangwan didn't care about what excuse Mu Beiting was looking for, and explained to Su Zhiguo.

She would be a little bit shattered mentality.

If Su Zhiguo didn't ask, she didn't say anything.

Su Zhiguo glanced at his daughter and frowned, "Why don't you tell me that your child is sick? I have to trouble Mu Shao to buy medicine..."

Su Xiangwan glanced at Mu Beiting indifferently, and said nothing.

I looked at the time, nine o'clock at night.

It seemed that after she passed out, the **** lied to Su Zhiguo to buy medicine for her, and then turned back.

Su Xiangwan sat in the corner, his legs trembling, far away from Mu Beiting.

His hair was messy, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was not even bloody, he looked really sick.

Liu Yuerong glanced at her calmly, but faintly saw a pink mark on her neck, narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering what she was thinking about.

A few seconds later, he asked, "I don't seem to have a good complexion late in the evening? I think there seems to be a red mark on this neck. Isn't it a rash?"