Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan turned over from his head, and said in a soft voice: "Male superiority, overwhelmingly common posture, so it is called the basic posture. Most people feel that..."

After reading two lines, Su Xiangwan was stunned.

After knowing it, I realized something was wrong.

After swallowing, I turned a few pages back.

In the eyes, it is full of stick figures of men and women, outlined in different positions.

Below each, there are extremely detailed notes and explanations.

"What is the feeling?" he asked in a low voice.

Su Xiangwan's cheeks flushed, biting his lips and making no sound.

This book... how could this book be like this?

The book in his hand was instantly like a hot potato, Su Xiangwan was hot all over and did not dare to look up.

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you read it anymore."

She had a dry throat and blushed and asked him: "I... did I take the wrong book."

Mu Beiting walked around in front of her with a big hand, took the book, flipped through it, and said tepidly: "Oh, the classic ten styles of love is like tide, the sixty-four tricks of Indian Kama Sutra..."

"Mu Beiting, you...you...stop reading." Su Xiangwan whispered.

He raised his eyebrows: "It's not what you want to see."

"I...I don't know what it is...it is this."

He threw the book aside, hugged her on his lap, and asked in a deep voice, "I didn't feed you last night."

"It's not..." She was crying, for fear that he would do something to her again.

Fortunately, Mu Beiting thought of her madness last night, and was afraid of hurting her body, so he didn't move her again.

Su Xiangwan buried his face on his chest and couldn't help asking: "Did I take the wrong book? Did you keep this book privately."

"Heh, let me carry your pot, eh?" He squeezed her waist.

Su Xiangwan didn't say anything, and there was a guess in his heart that he couldn't believe it.

Is this book really the one given by Ms. Lu?

Oh my god, it turned out to be some kind of intercourse.

Mother Lu is really open.

Mu Beiting hugged her and said indifferently: "This book, I have at least a cabinet in my house, and my mother used it as a family heirloom."

Su Xiangwan twitched the corner of his eyes, still unbelievable.

Mu Beiting chuckled slightly, he actually threw away the last time.

At that time, she would not touch him.

The two had quarreled about this matter again, how dare he let her see this kind of thing again.

But now, it's a good idea to keep it to add fun to the boudoir.

Thinking about it this way, he took the book back again, curled his lips and said, "Go home tomorrow and take it away."

"What...what are you doing?" Su Xiangwan was stunned.

"Drill."

She stared at him, her teeth itching in hatred.

He smiled and squeezed her small face, and said lightly, "Don't ask for what Ms. Lu will give you in the future."

Su Xiang nodded late, thinking that her mother-in-law was a little... hard to say.

That night, Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting came down to prepare for dinner.

Ms. Lu Zhixuan stared at her left and right, thinking about whether to make more soup tonight.

Su Xiangwan was hairy when she saw him, and whispered, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Ms. Lu was full of concern, lowered her voice and asked: "Last night...and Bei Ting, was it very intense?"

Su Xiangwan blushed and didn't know how to respond.

Ms. Lu glanced at her and handed her a bag of small pills: "Beiting, this child is not measured, and definitely has not taken measures. Mom knows that you are still young and your career is on the rise, so if you don’t want it, you can spend two years. Rebirth, after all, you are still young and can enjoy it for another two years."

Su Xiangwan took the pills blankly, looked down at the two pills in his hand, hesitated.

If she ate it, would Mu Beiting be angry?