Drifting Towards You

After half an hour.

When Mu Beiting came out of the bathroom, he saw a little woman sitting on the sofa, nervously.

He laughed softly, stepped forward and fished her into his arms: "What are you doing wrong?"

Su Xiangwan raised his head to look at his black eyes, swallowed his saliva, and said very seriously: "Mu Beiting, I seem to be... pregnant."

Mu Beiting was stunned and looked at her blankly.

Su Xiangwan bit his lip and became more nervous.

Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, his mind was confused.

Could it be... he thought the child was not his.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and quickly put her fingers up and promised: "I, I, I have never done anything to be sorry for you, I will send four."

Xu is the shadow and influence of his previous life so deep that Su Xiangwan was so afraid that he didn't believe her.

Mu Beiting was finally awakened to reason by her voice.

What did she just say?

She is pregnant?

Is he going to be a father?

He spoke with a hoarse voice, his voice trembling that he hadn't noticed: "You say it again."

Su Xiangwan flushed anxiously, doesn't he believe in himself?

"I really didn't do anything to be sorry for you." Her voice was choked with grievances.

Mu Beiting was stunned: "It's not this sentence."

A touch of confusion flashed through Su Xiangwan's eyes, and only a few seconds later did he react: "I...pregnant."

His eyes were full of excitement, his heart was beating fast, and he stood up all at once.

She is pregnant?

Is he going to be a father?

Does she have a child belonging to them?

He suddenly got up, and Su Xiangwan also stood up, still uneasy.

But in the next moment, there is nothing in your feet.

He hugged her up, and he hugged her around the room, happily like a fool.

"Slow down...you slow down!" Su Xiangwan exclaimed and patted his shoulder.

He didn't seem to hear it at all, and gave her a few kisses on the chin on her cheek.

"Late late, I'm going to be a father."

"I'm going to be a father!"

Su Xiangwan looked at the smile on his face in loss, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

She seemed to have never seen him smile like this, so happy.

It turns out that he really likes children.

Her eye sockets were sore, and the corners of her lips were slightly bent, showing a slight smile.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Beiting finally calmed down.

She put her on the sofa enthusiastically, taking extra care, as if she was such a fragile porcelain doll.

Dark eyes fell on her flat stomach, and couldn't help reaching out to lift her clothes.

Su Xiangwan raised his hand and knocked off his big hand: "What are you doing?"

He looked at her pitifully: "Show me the baby."

A shyness flashed in Su Xiangwan's eyes: "What can I see now, don't show it."

He curled his brows, his eyes fell straight on her stomach.

"Then touch it?" He muttered, twisting his eyebrows, naive.

Su Xiangwan struggled for a moment, then nodded gently: "Just touch it."

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep, with unconcealable joy.

The big hand was placed carefully on her stomach through the clothes.

The two of them stared with big eyes and small eyes, like two little fools, feeling the movement in their stomachs.

After waiting for a while, Mu Beiting didn't notice that her stomach was different from before.

Can't help asking: "Why didn't he respond?"

Su Xiangwan thought for a while and replied seriously: "He may not like you as a father."

Mu Beiting's brows curled into a ball: "Impossible."

"But when you see you touch him, he doesn't respond."

Mu Beiting looked ugly: "Does he react when you touch him?"