Drifting Towards You

Then, the room fell into silence for a while, and both of them seemed to be a little frightened.

Mu Beiting seemed to want to say something, but opened his mouth, only to find that all the words were pale and weak.

Su Xiangwan whispered: "It's not to blame you, you are not a prophet, how can it be possible to have everything done."

Mu Beiting's lips moved lightly, but only softly responded.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes slightly, no one in this world can do everything.

Just like her, even if she is very cautious and guarded, she still can't avoid the slander of people's hearts and the privates of this world.

"I should have dismissed her long ago." Mu Beiting was silent for a long while before speaking slowly.

Su Xiangwan calmly said: "If you drive her out of Mu's house too early, you will irritate her sooner. She may not do anything if she is stimulated. Then there will be no Yaoji to find out in time. We Wouldn't it be easier to get caught."

This world is like this, if someone deliberately deliberately harms a person.

It is impossible to guard against.

She can only choose to believe that people's hearts are good, and there are always certain things in many things.

Hearing this, Mu Beiting's mood only eased slightly.

He turned around, held her in his arms, and gently kissed her on the forehead: "You must not know how good you are."

Su Xiangwan looked up at him, his eyes curled like two crescents: "You made me so good."

He chuckled lightly: "I still have this kind of ability."

Su Xiangwan nodded: "You are so capable, you have turned me into two people."

Mu Beiting's eyebrows softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Su Xiangwan responded gently.

An hour later, Su Xiangwan was looking at the script in the room, while Mu Beiting was dealing with the files.

This meeting was approaching half past ten, but neither of the two wanted to sleep.

Until a few minutes later, there was a sudden noise in the yard.

Su Xiangwan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the window, and finally came.

Mu Beiting put down the file and got up and walked to her, kissed her face and whispered: "Don't go down, I'll go down and deal with it."

Su Xiangwan took his hand and whispered softly, "I drove people away. How can you go down by yourself."

"Be obedient, wait for me in the room." He coaxed softly.

But Su Xiangwan was still almost, with his arms around his neck: "No, she is so powerful on crutches, what should I do if I hit you?"

"Then I promise not to get beaten."

Mu Beiting was half arched, her neck held tightly.

She didn't hold on for a few seconds before she was forced to fall onto the sofa.

Su Xiangwan chuckled and rolled over and pressed on him: "I will go down with you, otherwise I won't let you go."

He twisted his eyebrows, his eyes darkened a bit.

The big hand patted her little ass: "Don't skin it."

Su Xiangwan's face blushed slightly, and he leaned his cheek against his chest, saying nothing to get up.

She knew that Han Jiaqing would definitely go to Mrs. Mu to complain.

She was originally arranged by Mrs. Mu to be next to Mu Beiting and Mu Chenzhou. If you say it is good, it is considered to take care, but it is not good. She is actually half of Mrs. Mu’s eyeliner, used to monitor the two grandson movement.

But to be honest, Han Jiaqing had not told Mrs. Mu about the marriage certificate between Mu Beiting and her before, and Su Xiangwan was a little surprised.

After all, this woman seemed to be in love with Mu Beiting.

But in fact, what Su Xiangwan didn't know was that Han Jiaqing had actually told Mrs. Mu about the cohabitation of the two people very early, except that they had not said that they had obtained the certificate.