Drifting Towards You

She lowered her head and kissed his eyes gently, and coaxed warmly: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to work and I have to support you."

I don't know if this kiss pleased him or what she said pleased him.

After a few seconds, Mu Beiting finally slowly opened his dumb eyes.

After seeing the woman in her arms, she whispered her name: "Late late..."

Su Xiangwan felt that his heart was about to melt, and his resistance to him was getting worse and worse.

Not long after, the two drew to their feet.

Su Xiangwan was washing in the bathroom, and Mu Beiting got up from the bed with a pair of long legs and opened the curtains.

Outside the window was covered in silver, and there was a lot of snow everywhere, showing chills.

There are few pedestrians, but one can still vaguely see a foot stepping into the snow, as far as the knee.

Su Xiangwan was brushing his teeth when he saw him walking in with a little messy hair.

He hugged her from behind, still looking a little awake.

She turned her face and glanced at him, and he was looking at her too.

Why is this man so clingy.

It was obviously not like this before.

"Late night, it's snowing." He whispered.

"Well, you have to go when it snows, you hurry up and wash." She rinsed her mouth, because he put the weight on her, she moved a bit inconveniently.

But he didn't mean to get up at all, so he just hugged her and refused to let go.

"Don't make trouble, it's too late for a while."

The phone rang just after speaking.

Su Xiangwan answered the phone, and the person in charge was Yuan Xue.

"Xiang Wan, regular notice. Because of the sudden fall of Blizzard, filming has been suspended. The specific resumption date will be notified separately."

"Okay, I see, thank Sister Yuan."

After hanging up the phone, Su Xiangwan stared at the university outside the window.

Unexpectedly, he was allowed to say it, but it really stopped shooting.

Fortunately, stealing for a long time.

It's also cheerful.

The two went back into the quilt again, and Su Xiangwan couldn't help playing with his mobile phone.

Many news on the Internet are reported, saying that Haicheng has encountered heavy snow that has been rare in more than ten years, and it is expected that it will take another two days or so.

Schools are closed and workers stop working.

There is no time to clean up the snow in the film and television city, and it is no wonder that the crew will suspend filming.

While scanning Weibo, a big hand took the phone away and threw it aside with dissatisfaction.

Su Xiangwan glared at him, and Mu Beiting directly ignored: "I will sleep again."

The room gradually calmed down.

He still hugged her tightly behind him.

In a daze, Su Xiangwan was lethargic.

He suddenly said in a low voice: "Late late."

"Yep?"

"You still can't be angry with me."

"No birth, you won't give birth when you send me food." She whispered.

"Do you know it's me?"

"En." She replied softly.

In fact, she didn't get angry with him at first, because he was very angry and refused to go home, so naive.

It wasn't that she had never thought of calling him, but she hadn't figured out what kind of reply she could give him after she got through.

When he got the answer, he lowered his eyes.

Gently kissed her auricle, couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking her earlobe, she couldn't help but tremble to avoid it, and said softly: "Don't make trouble... Go to bed."

He didn't move any more and hugged her tighter.

She was in his arms, so good.

The two slept again, and slept directly three poles in the sun.

After waking up, Mu Beiting asked someone to tidy up his things and was about to take her home.

Su Xiangwan figured that he didn't need to go out for a few days, and he didn't need to spend it in the hotel, so he didn't refuse.

Mu Beiting furrowed her brows and put on her coat, ignoring her protest, buttoned the top one.

Tie the scarf carefully, and then hold the box in one hand and her in the other.