Drifting Towards You

Amidst the light and shadow, she saw a figure walking up to her in a daze, shook her head vigorously, and whispered, "Mu Beiting..."

He lifted her up and put on her coat and tied her scarf carefully.

He squatted down in front of her with a gloomy expression.

He now wondered if she was drunk deliberately to avoid his question.

Su Xiangwan looked at him blankly and said softly: "You look so good."

He curled his lips and snorted.

He picked her up, greeted her and left first.

Su Xiangwan's eyelids were heavy and not lightly sleepy.

Why did she forget that although the amount of alcohol in her previous life was good, it seems not so good now.

It is really empty to have a heart that is not drunk with a thousand cups, but not a body that is durable.

Mu Beiting smashed Su Xiangwan's small face to him to avoid being photographed by paparazzi.

After leaving, he put the person in the car.

Su Xiangwan slept drowsyly.

She really didn't think she was drunk, but she just couldn't hold back the heavy eyelids and her eyes dizzy.

The warm air in the car was blowing very well, and she tilted her head against his shoulder, breathing evenly.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened.

It seems that there is no answer to the question today.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiangwan went to bed hot, opened his eyes in a daze, and felt nauseous for a while.

"Stop...I want to vomit." Su Xiangwan said with some uncomfortable words.

As soon as the car stopped, Su Xiangwan pushed the door and got out of the car and squatted under a street lamp on the side of the road, retching.

Mu Beiting twisted his eyebrows and hurriedly followed.

Asking the driver to buy a bottle of water, he patted Su Xiangwan on the back.

Su Xiangwan retched for a long time, his eye circles were red, and he vomited nothing.

But with the cool night breeze and drinking some water, she felt much better.

After squatting under the street lamp for a while, Su Xiangwan's eyelids began to sink again, and the whole person looked dazed.

Mu Beiting sighed softly and squatted with her on the side of the road: "Is it cold? Get in the car."

Su Xiangwan raised his head, stared at him for a while, and then smiled a little stupidly: "No, you want you to carry me."

He was slightly startled, looked straight at her and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Su Xiangwan wrinkled her delicate brows, thought about it for a while, then nodded and said, "I'm afraid."

"So?" he asked softly.

"Tuck them all in the refrigerator and hide them."

"Why stuff it in the refrigerator."

Su Xiangwan said seriously: "Because it's too hot."

He bent his lips, looked at her reddish face, and slowly said, "Okay, just put them all in the refrigerator."

Mu Beiting stood up slowly.

Su Xiangwan still squatted on the spot, looked up at him with his head up, and opened his hands: "Hug~"

His face eased a little, his eyes were gentle, and his heart was about to melt.

Gently hugging her up, Su Xiangwan hugged his waist tightly and pressed his side face to his chest, very satisfied.

He gently gathered her hair and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to carry it or hold it?"

Su Xiangwan opened his eyes and thought for a while, his mind was chaotic.

After a long while, Yanhong's little mouth dullly spit out two words: "I want to recite."

Hearing this, Mu Beiting squatted halfway in front of her, and said warmly: "Come up."

Su Xiangwan stared blankly for a long while, and then slowly climbed onto his back.

Mu Beiting's big hand passed through the bend of her leg and lifted her up.

Then the driver went to buy a hat and buckled it directly on Su Xiangwan's head.

Su Xiangwan leaned her small face on his shoulder, most of it was covered by the brim of his hat, and his messy hair was randomly scattered, he was not afraid of being recognized.

Su Xiangwan hugged his neck in a daze, lifted his eyelids, and saw his red and cold ears.