Drifting Towards You

Brothers, you said a word to me, but Su Xiangwan's lungs exploded with anger.

If it hadn't been for Mu Beiting to tightly confine her waist, she would probably jump out of his arms at once.

You are a mannequin!

You just charge|Inflate the doll!

Your art research!

"Brother, what the **** are you holding! Let me take a look, just take a look."

"No." Mu Beiting refused coldly.

"Brother, you left me in Africa for half a month, won't your conscience hurt!"

"No, I have no conscience."

Mu Chenzhou's hair was angry, and he walked towards Mu Beiting.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Su Xiangwan in his arms, and accidentally moved toward Su Xiangwan's chest.

Mu Beiting's face was cold, and he avoided him sideways.

"brother……"

"Get out."

"brother……"

"three two……"

Mu Chenzhou swallowed his saliva. Although he was unwilling, he met his eyes and was inexplicably persuaded.

"Well...I'm leaving...I'm leaving! I'm going to find my late goddess. I haven't seen you for so long, she must miss me very much."

Mu Beiting showed a sneer: "Is that so, she moved to draw a clear line with you."

"Moved? Where did you move?"

"Check it yourself."

When the words fell, Mu Beiting retracted his gaze and went straight upstairs holding Su Xiangwan.

Mu Chenzhou went out faintly and returned to his villa.

When he arrived on the second floor, Su Xiangwan couldn't wait to jump out of his arms, his face flushed, "Mu Beiting, who do you think is the mannequin, you are the mannequin! You are..."

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and began to unbutton his shirt: "Do you want to see?"

"Um... Um?"

Su Xiangwan hadn't reacted yet, so he took off his clothes easily.

One...two...

From top to bottom, the buttons on the shirt were loosened one by one, revealing his **** and tight chest.

Su Xiangwan staggered back for two minutes: "Hey...I don't...I didn't want to see..."

Hearing the sound, the movements of his hands paused slightly: "Don't you need me to be a mannequin?"

Su Xiangwan shook his head like a rattle: "No need...!"

Mu Beiting seemed a little sad, and said again: "Why don't you study the human|body|structure together?"

"I don't want...don't..."

Rao is Su Xiangwan who has always been able to speak eloquently, but his tongue still becomes stupid involuntarily.

Looking at her little blush, like a frightened deer.

Mu Beiting curled his lips and didn't tease her anymore.

Seeing that she was still barefoot, she turned around and took a pair of slippers.

"come."

Su Xiangwan shook his head and continued to back away.

Mu Beiting sighed lightly, looked at her for a few seconds, got up, strode forward, and picked her up and put her on the bed.

"What are you doing……"

"My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, right."

Su Xiangwan flattened his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Who makes you scare me?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and whispered in her ear: "I didn't scare you, if you want to see me take it off for you."

Su Xiangwan's small face flushed red, and stared at him angrily: "Who wants to see! I don't want to see...I don't..."

Mu Beiting couldn't help but pecked on her little cheek: "But I want to see you."

"You...you you... Mu Beiting, you rascal!"

He rubbed her head with his big hands, and whispered: "I'll play by myself, I'll take a shower."

After speaking, he got up and walked into the bathroom.

Su Xiangwan lightly breathed a sigh of relief, and touched his tousled hair, always feeling that the way he talked was too easy for people to fall into.

Half an hour later, Mu Beiting put on a set of silver-gray pajamas and walked into the bedroom with a bowl of red date and lotus seed soup in his hand.

"Drink a little."

Su Xiangwan reached out and took it, and couldn't help but said, "Mu Beiting, where am I sleeping tonight?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Bed."