Drifting Towards You

Meeting his scorching gaze, Su Xiangwan smiled and said, "Mu Beiting, don't be like this..."

"You are like this, I am also afraid."

Mu Beiting was silent, and just stood at the door and stopped talking.

Su Xiangwan checked the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, and it was no way to continue.

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

Because she was not wearing underwear, she put on another coat and walked out of the room slowly.

Mu Beiting lowered his head slightly, and looked straight at her, with dark pupils.

Su Xiangwan looked up at him, sighed a few seconds later, and gently pulled his wrist with his soft hand, pulling him toward the next bedroom.

Mu Beiting looked down at the little white hand and followed her footsteps.

Night, quietly.

Only the sound of her slippers gently rubbing against the ground.

Walking into the next bedroom, Su Xiangwan turned on the bedside lamp.

Under the faint halo, she turned her head to look at him, lightly pressed his shoulder, and let him sit on the bed.

"Lie down." Su Xiangwan said softly.

Mu Beiting's gaze kept falling on her face, but he still lay down according to his words.

Su Xiangwan stood by the bed, lowered slightly, carefully covered the quilt for him, and tucked the quilt.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep." She sat on the edge of the bed, her voice quiet.

Mu Beiting stared at her for a while without making a sound. After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes gently.

Long eyelashes came out of the eyelids, and a faint shadow was scattered.

Su Xiangwan dimmed the light of the desk lamp a few minutes, and just sat on the bedside looking at him.

Ten minutes later, when she saw that he had been quiet, she thought she was asleep.

Get up gently, breathe a sigh of relief, and plan to go back to the room to sleep.

But as soon as she moved, a big hand stretched out from the quilt and grabbed her wrist tightly.

As soon as she turned her head, she met his bright black eyes.

Su Xiangwan had a headache and didn't understand why this man was so energetic.

Doing so much work every day and getting up so early will not be tired.

She had to sit back by the bed again and said again: "Go to sleep, I will accompany you for a while."

Only then did Mu Beiting close his eyes again, but still clinging to her wrists and refusing to let go.

Unexpectedly, in the clean fragrance of her body, he gradually relaxed and felt a little sleepy.

Su Xiangwan looked at the big hand that was holding her tightly.

His hands are large and clean, his fingers are slender, his nails have a faint flesh-pink luster, and each one is neatly trimmed.

She tried to move, but she couldn't break away. He frowned.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but smile, thinking how he looked like a child sometimes.

Hold on so tightly, I'm afraid I won't be able to run.

After waiting for a while, she dared to gently break his fingers with the other hand.

After tossing for more than ten minutes, Su Xiangwan even broke out a thin layer of sweat before finally breaking his fingers.

Putting his big hand back into the quilt again, she looked at him and whispered, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

Immediately, she got up gently and turned off the lamp.

Quietly leave his room.

Mu Beiting frowned uncomfortably, a little conscious in a daze, but did not wake up.

Early the next morning.

Su Xiangwan didn't wake up yet, only felt a big cool hand on her neck, causing her to shiver subconsciously, and slowly opened her eyes.

Mu Beiting stood by the bed, looking at the small things that had shrunk into a ball on the bed, a smile appeared in his eyes.

For a moment, Su Xiangwan was in a daze.

The light of the morning shining through the glass, behind him.

There was a slight smile on that handsome face, which made her unable to look away.