Drifting Towards You

He was on the dressing table and begged her harshly.

The European-style wooden dressing table shook constantly, and the table legs made a crunching sound from time to time, which made her both frightened and frightened.

After a long time, Su Xiangwan was limp.

Her body is so beautiful.

It's not enough to see him 10,000 times.

"Okay... Okay." Su Xiangwan said intermittently, not daring to look up at his eyes at all.

He sneered, rubbed her big hand repeatedly on her back, and asked in a low voice: "Alright?"

Su Xiangwan finally couldn't help but raise his eyes, and his misty eyes looked at him aggrievedly.

I don't know if it was because of Yunyu, her little mouth was red, and she felt ecstasy just by looking at it.

Mu Beiting grabbed her little hand and landed on him somewhere.

"Yeah~"

Su Xiangwan was taken aback, and quickly twitched his hands, his face turned white in red for a while.

He snorted and looked at her and said, "It's not good, what should I do."

"I...I knew it was wrong." Su Xiangwan bowed his head and was soft, his voice was a bit dumb and soft.

wrong?

Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes.

She has been cold with him for so many days, and he has been holding evil fire in his heart.

How can it be so!

"Don't... don't..."

He leaned forward, Su Xiangwan panicked, his legs had nowhere to fall, and he had to close his waist.

He slammed into her body again and snorted comfortably.

The legs of the dressing table continued to sway, and the creaking sound was accompanied by a shameful sound.

Su Xiangwan bit his lip, one small hand on the table and one on his shoulder.

I was afraid that I would make a certain noise accidentally.

At this moment, a knock on the door violently sounded.

‘Boom boom boom...’

"Late late, did Mu Shao leave?"

It's Su Zhiguo.

Su Xiangwan's face turned pale, and he looked at the man in front of him in horror, begging in his eyes.

"Screaming husband." He leaned in her ear and said in a deep voice.

Su Xiangwan bit her lip, a struggling flash in his eyes.

She didn't call, Mu Beiting was dissatisfied.

He has never been a fearful person, even though he is dressed in a serious coat.

But this is the emperor's proud son, since childhood, when was he afraid of anything.

After that, he once again violently occupied her.

Su Zhiguo frowned outside the door.

"Late late? What's the sound inside?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and licked and kissed her earlobe: "Isn't it good at making up?"

Su Xiangwan's voice was tinged with crying, and she responded flusteredly: "Ah, Dad...I'm...dancing, there is a...I have a new script for me to find the feeling."

"Oh... Where's Mu Shao? Did you send people away?"

"En...Yes, he might be afraid that you would mind...I'm afraid you look at him with tinted glasses, so...so go first."

"Hey, it's a good kid. How is it...how is it...hey." Su Zhiguo shook his head, and said with special regret.

Immediately, he didn't ask any more.

Turn around and leave.

Hearing this, Mu Beiting's expression became darker again.

What should I do if my father-in-law thinks he is gay?

Waiting online, very anxious.

Looking at the culprit in front of him, he sneered and asked her: "Dancing?"

There were tears in Su Xiangwan's eyes, she was really scared just now.

"Don't... don't stay here, can't you?"

No matter, she admitted.

This man is a wolf, and it is impossible to ask him to stop.

But... but at least not on the dressing table.

Mu Beiting's eyes were dull, and suddenly he became obsessed, and wanted her to call her husband to listen.