Drifting Towards You

Lu Zhixuan didn't care about him, and raised her head to provoke Mr. Yu Sheng: "Hey... Pharaoh, this is my daughter-in-law, I am not envious."

Su Xiangwan was a little stunned, old... old Wang?

Isn't this Mu Beiting's father?

But it looks like something is going on...

The middle-aged man wrinkled his brows together, and put the teacup in his hand on the table, "Axuan, you say it again."

The woman glanced back at him and snorted coldly: "Didn't you say you want to be the old king next door!"

The man's eyes were gloomy, and he looked very similar to Mu Beiting.

Two days ago, he was so angry that the woman vomited blood, and he wanted to move to the company in anger.

Who ever thought that this woman not only packed the luggage for him, but also included a sentence: "You go quickly, don't delay me from looking for the old king next door!"

He was so angry that he slammed the door and left.

But in the evening, the legs ran home reluctantly.

If I didn't get back well, I saw this woman wearing exquisite makeup and rubbing mahjong with a few friends.

Seeing him coming back with his suitcase, he glanced at him and sneered, "Hey, don't you bother to see me? What do you do when you come back."

Mu Yusheng couldn't keep up his face, and said with a calm face: "The old king next door comes to drop by."

"Pharaoh, sit down wherever you want. I'll find all pajamas for you, so let's wear the last one."

Mu Yusheng was so angry that he slammed the bedroom door and waited for her to finish rubbing mahjong and go upstairs.

Since then, this woman has been calling him Lao Wang Lao Wang, making him want to choke her to death!

The woman turned her head to look at Su Xiangwan, pointing at Mu Yusheng and said: "It's right to call me Mom, but this can't be called Dad. This is the old king next door, you have to call it Uncle."

Su Xiangwan smiled dryly, looking at the man whose face was getting more and more ugly, not knowing what to call it.

Mu Beiting opened the menu in front of Su Xiangwan, and said solemnly, "Just ignore them and order."

Su Xiangwan glanced at him secretly, never expected his parents would be like this.

Ms. Lu looked gentle and indifferent at first, but she felt very cute when she touched it.

At first glance, she is a spoiled woman.

But thinking about it again, she didn't feel surprised again.

After all, although the man next to him looks deep and cold, he is actually a very warm person.

Probably only such a warm family will let him have such warmth.

She tilted her head to look at him, her watery eyes full of clarity and inquiry.

As soon as Mu Beiting looked up, he met her gaze.

Her eyes were dull, and she took a breath and said in her ear: "I want to eat you again."

The slightly drunken breath was scattered around her ears, one after another, she didn't know what she thought of, and the tips of her ears were all red with a lovely color.

Su Xiangwan quickly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head to read the recipe, not daring to make a sound.

His big hand lightly landed on her back, seemingly unintentional, but his fingertips followed the hole in the sweater and easily touched her delicate skin.

The fingertips are slightly cool, and I tap them again and again.

But Su Xiangwan felt hot.

The back was straight subconsciously, staring at the recipe earnestly, his eyelashes trembling lightly, and his cheeks slightly drowsy.

After watching for a long time, she didn't choose a single dish, and instead passed the menu to Ms. Lu.

"Aunt Lu, I don't know how to order either, so you and Uncle Mu should order."

"Call mom." Lu Zhixuan was a little dissatisfied. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the little movement on her son's hand, and a small smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

When I was young and vigorous.

that's nice.

She thought that her own rotten wood knot would never be able to resuscitate it.

After waiting for the food, the few people chatted again.

Ms. Lu looked at Mu Beiting and said, "Does Shen Zhou know about your certificate?"