Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a bit, and he couldn't control the fragrance of her body just after taking a shower.

Su Xiangwan's little hand dropped on his chest, lowered his head and kissed his Adam's apple gently, and did not forget to stretch out his soft tongue to tease gently, and when he noticed the man's change clearly, he couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Mu, I am sincerely coaxing you..."

Mu Beiting put his big hand on her waist and took her into his arms.

Su Xiangwan's little hand gently caressed his chest, through the thin shirt, softly bewitched: "Go upstairs?"

The woman's voice was soft and charming, as if she was inviting him to taste it, tickling his heart.

He pushed the car door, picked her up, and strode upstairs: "Go up."

But not upstairs.

The servants on the first floor have long since been surprised, and they all bowed their heads without squinting.

Mu Beiting hugged her to the bedroom and kicked on the door, leaving only Su Xiangwan giggling.

The next day, Su Xiangwan was awakened by Yuan Xue's phone call.

Looking at the time, it was only eight o'clock.

Well, it should be said that it is already eight o'clock, her life is really getting degenerate.

"Late night, you have already written the drafts and soft articles that you have arranged for me, and you can do public relations at any time."

Su Xiangwan was still a little awake at first, but when Yuan Xue finished speaking, she was considered awake.

In fact, it was nothing else, but after the accident between Xiaoxiao and Simocheng yesterday, she thought for a while and felt that the matter could be done according to the public relations method of the entertainment industry.

Now that the rhythm is being led, it is quite a posture to step on to the bottom of Simo City.

She checked the news yesterday, and in a short period of time, there was a situation of hacking all over the Internet.

However, she could understand the feelings of these people. After all, Si Mocheng had been in a high position for a long time, and it was the existence that most people could only look up to and could not touch.

Now that he fell off the altar, many people felt an inexplicable pleasure in their hearts, as if a perfect person was finally caught by them at a fault, and then they attacked.

So yesterday she asked Yuan Xue to arrange for the studio to write soft articles to resist false reports on the Internet.

Just before that, she planned to post a Weibo to show her attitude.

Just kidding, how could she bear their Xiaoxiao and Si Mocheng so dark!

After hanging up, Su Xiangwan leaned on the bedside and edited Weibo.

Although she has belonged to a low-yield actor in the past two years, it is because Mu Beiting is there, and because she knows which scripts will catch fire and which will win awards in her previous life.

Therefore, the popularity has always been high, and its position in the entertainment industry can be said to be very stable, and it can be considered to have a certain appeal.

Su Xiangwan first saved some photos sent to her by Yuan Xue, and after editing them into a nine-square grid, he began to consider the wording.

A few minutes later, his slender fingers slowly tapped on the keyboard: [If you give your life to protect it, it will also protect you. History will remember, who is the true hero! 】

Su Xiangwan looked at it repeatedly and nodded in satisfaction.

Although her writing level has never been very good, it doesn't seem to be really useless.

After reading the picture of Jiugongge again and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Su Xiangwan sent it directly.

The photos of Jiugongge were carefully selected by her.

The first photo is from the boyhood of Simocheng, who should be only 16 or 7 years old. The background of the photo is a scene of flood fighting and disaster relief.

He, the so-called pride of heaven, was not half of his body in the flood, rushing to the forefront, holding a child in one hand, and instructing the crowd to evacuate.