Drifting Towards You

The long hair, which was scattered, was a bit messy. The pink-white round-neck nightdress is neither long nor short, revealing two white slender legs, which is particularly attractive.

Further down, a pair of delicate and slender feet stepped on the smooth marble floor.

Against the backdrop of the corridor lights, they look like pearls, round and round.

Somehow, Su Xiangwan was inexplicably nervous when he looked at it like this, as if he had done something bad and was caught, and even curled his toes a little bit.

"Put your shoes on..."

"Shoes on!"

Mu Beiting and Han Che spoke in unison.

The difference is that Han Che happened to fold back from the room, picked up her slippers, and threw it in front of Su Xiangwan with a ‘click’.

Obviously aware of the coldness on Mu Beiting's body, Shang Wen lowered his head to be extra cautious.

It is rare for the young master to care about a woman, but he was preempted before he finished speaking. It's weird to look good.

Su Xiangwan glanced at Han Che, lowered his head and stepped on the slippers, stammering: "Thank you...thank you..."

Han Che snorted and walked into the bedroom.

Mu Beiting's dark eyes were deep and he looked at her directly without making a sound.

But she could still keenly perceive that he was in a bad mood.

With a smile on his face, Su Xiangwan looked for a topic again: "Why are you... why are you here?"

"Why, I'm getting in the way?" He said quietly, his eyes deep, making Su Xiangwan a little hairy.

"No...no! Of course not, how could you get in the way!"

Han Che leaned on the sofa far away and refused to stop: "Is that the way I got in the way?"

Su Xiangwan really wanted to find a piece of tofu and smashed it to death. Han Che was going crazy again.

For a time, both eyes fell on her, waiting for her to answer.

However, she can't afford to provoke the two Buddhas.

Needless to say, Mu Beiting, the great demon king, may have to live under the same roof for ten or eight years.

Han Che, although it may not be so long.

However, a drama will take a few months to shoot anyway, according to the character of this master, she is really afraid that he will be in bad condition every scene and toss her to death.

Su Xiangwan smiled dryly: "Everyone is welcome and welcome...Are you all good friends?"

Hearing that, the faces of the two men were a bit ugly at the same time.

Su Xiangwan turned sideways to open the door, watching Mu Beiting tentatively, "You... would you like to come in and watch a movie together?"

Mu Beiting glanced at her lightly and walked into the room.

The room is very big, with a big bed, and the quilt on the bed is in a mess.

His eyes became colder, turning his head and sweeping to the little thing next to him, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Su Xiangwan was a little confused.

Could it be that he thought he was green?

Mu Beiting didn't speak, walked to the sofa and took a seat.

After closing the door, Su Xiangwan returned to his original position and climbed onto the corner of the sofa again, with his two calves resting on the sofa, curled up slightly, with his little feet very close to his legs.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of the movie.

Mu Beiting's gaze fell on her two snow-white calves and feet, and her brows were tightly twisted in the dim light.

He took the thin blanket aside and put it on her lap calmly, covering the exposed skin tightly.

Su Xiangwan raised his head and met his deep gaze, looking directly at her, dull and unclear.

She tightened her heart and showed him a big smile.

It's a pity... but no response was received.

Mu Beiting just looked away blankly, a little cold.

Su Xiangwan's mouth was flat, if he didn't dare, he really wanted to kick him twice.

What's cool!

I'm the coolest!