Drifting Towards You

After a while, he slowly said, "Okay."

Su Xiangwan smiled, his eyes moist.

Mu Beiting didn't continue this topic, squatted down, his handsome face lightly pressed against her belly.

"Is there any movement?" Su Xiangwan asked with a smile, and her cheeks hurt so much, but she endured it for a lifetime.

Mu Beiting listened carefully, and got up after a while: "Yes."

"What's going on?"

Mu Beiting slowly said, "He spoke to me."

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

He said.

Mu Beiting leaned over Su Xiangwan's ear, turned his head and kissed her gently on the side of her cheek: "I love you."

Su Xiangwan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and put his arms around his neck and said, "Mu Beiting."

"Yep."

"I love you too."

He hugged her and leaned gently on the bed, she was lying sideways in his arms, only feeling satisfied.

The next day, Su Xiangwan woke up very early.

Soon after turning on the TV, I saw a piece of news.

Zhao Xinning, a person from Haicheng, was always spirited, stabbing herself with a dagger more than a dozen times, and finally died of excessive blood loss.

Watching this news, Su Xiangwan was in a daze.

ended.

There will never be Zhao Xinning again.

I don't know if she will also go to another world, or how much she hates herself before she dies.

When Mu Beiting came out of the bathroom, he saw her in a daze on the bed.

After a glance at the TV, he grabbed the remote control and turned it off.

Su Xiangwan was dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

"Look at what these things do." He wiped his hair, his voice still a little dumb.

"Return the remote control to me." Su Xiangwan was dissatisfied.

Mu Beiting ignored her.

Su Xiangwan smashed the pillow at him, but in pain, he sucked in a cold breath: "Mu Beiting, I'm angry."

He glanced at her: "The temper is getting bigger and bigger."

"Will you give it to me."

Mu Beiting couldn't, so he had to turn on the TV again.

Watching the news on TV, Su Xiangwan was silent for a long time and whispered, "Is Zhao Xinning really dead?"

"Yep."

"It's me." Su Xiangwan said softly, staring at the TV.

Mu Beiting frowned, walked to the bed and stood still, gently hugging her in his arms: "It's not you."

Su Xiangwan didn't explain, his eyes were a little sore, and he whispered softly, "Power is really a good thing."

Mu Beiting gently stroked her hair: "I give you endless power, just squander it."

Su Xiangwan pulled out a smile: "You are going to spoil me."

"It's the best way. Others can't stand you anymore."

Su Xiangwan hugged his waist and whispered softly: "Scheming BOY."

He bowed his head and kissed her: "Late night, I am a man."

The two were tired and crooked for a while, and Su Xiangwan was not as sad as before. It was a fact that she did not kill the person.

Her heart is cold.

If it must be said that Zhao Xinning's death was related to her, she also deserved the crime.

Su Xiangwan set his sights on the TV again, but after a while, he saw the morning news report.

The city's largest gangster force stopped the Sanjiang Gang and was destroyed by the police in one fell swoop.

The leader Adao and dozens of core party members were arrested.

The scenes on TV were showing the scenes of these people defying the law. Su Xiangwan was surprised to find that the people who had worked on her and Xiang Yi yesterday, each with their noses and faces swollen, limping, and particularly embarrassed.

"Did you?" Su Xiangwan turned his head and asked Mu Beiting.

Mu Beiting was busy putting breakfast on the table, glanced at the TV and said, "Xiao Bai asked someone to do it."

Su Xiangwan flattened his mouth and looked at Mu Beiting and said, "Mu Beiting, I suddenly felt that we two are actually very good friends, and we are stubborn, and the husband and the silver woman."