Drifting Towards You

After a stalemate for a few seconds, Su Xiangwan was a bit defeated.

After a relaxing effort, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the floor.

In the next instant, an exclamation came.

Su Xiangwan's small face suddenly turned pale, he jumped up from the bed and hung on Mu Beiting like a koala, with a kitchen knife in his hand.

"Xiaoqiang...Xiaoqiang!!!"

Her voice trembled slightly.

He weighed heavily in his arms, and a soft body directly slammed into his arms.

Mu Beiting didn't prepare, he staggered back two steps before catching her.

The scent that suddenly came into his heart made him feel a little lost.

Su Xiangwan hugged his neck stubbornly, and pressed his two thin white feet a few times, then steadily put his waist on his waist.

Su Xiangwan didn't notice these details at all, and looked at a creeping creature on the floor in horror.

Together, she is not afraid of people or ghosts, but these mollusks and reptiles.

"Mu Beiting..."

Su Xiangwan said uneasyly, looking at him with red eyes, pitiful.

Mu Beiting looked down, his eyes twitched, and a dark-black oval leaf lying quietly on the floor.

Apparently, the breeze outside the window moved it twice.

"Screaming husband, I'll give you a hug."

Su Xiangwan's nose is red, looking at him aggrievedly.

Bad guy, bully her at this time!

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "That's the name."

Su Xiangwan's face was buried on his shoulders, and after a few seconds of silence, he muttered, "Mu Beiting..."

"Two words."

Su Xiangwan bit his lip, and after struggling for a while, he whispered, "Bei Ting."

This sound was soft and soft.

Blow wrinkle spring water.

Mu Beiting's ears were soft, his bones were crisp, and his heart was drunk.

The room suddenly became quiet, her body pressed tightly against him.

Through the thin clothes, he could feel her abundance.

The Adam's apple rolled lightly, inexplicably tight.

Su Xiangwan didn't seem to notice anything, and quietly poked his head: "Did you deal with it?"

He recovered, absent-mindedly, and answered: "Yes."

Mu Beiting gently kicked the leaves on the ground to the bottom of the bed, and said in a deep voice, "It's overcast here, and the room is damp. Let me change the room for you."

Su Xiangwan was still silent, her little face pale.

In fact, she was not so afraid of these reptiles before, but she was frightened by Su Yufei once when she was a child and threw a lot of insects in her blanket.

After that, she was shocked by these things, as if the root cause of the disease had fallen.

Mu Beiting held her small **** and walked towards the master bedroom in his arms.

Every step of this is like an impact.

In just a few meters, a thin layer of sweat oozes out of his forehead, and his mouth is dry.

Gradually, Su Xiangwan realized something was wrong.

"Mu...Mu Beiting...Let me go down." She writhed in his arms anxiously.

"Don't move." He frowned, his nerves tense.

Su Xiangwan froze, his legs were even somewhat numb.

He gently put her back on the bed, pressed her wrist with the kitchen knife with one hand, and leaned up.

He kissed her earlobe in a low voice, "Little fairy, are you trying to seduce me on purpose."

"I……"

She was extremely sensitive, trembling involuntarily, choking her throat.

His big hands rolled up her clothes for a few minutes, and landed on her slender willow waist, hot.

Her little hand strained a bit, struggling to pick up the kitchen knife.

But how could Mu Beiting let her do as she wished, pressing her wrist firmly, with a moist tongue, gently licking|kissing her small ear beads.