Drifting Towards You

Frowning, openly flirting|Affection?

Su Xiangwan was a bit speechless, she was even more wronged than Dou E!

"Mu Beiting, when did I flirt with him and openly confuse || love?"

Mu Beiting snorted coldly without answering.

Laughing like that with Xue Zhicheng, isn't it a blatant tune||love? Didn't you see that Xue Zhicheng's eyeballs were about to fall on her?

The thought of this made him angry, his eyes gloomy.

Perceived that the temperature had dropped significantly, Su Xiangwan only felt inexplicable. He was simply suffering from a disaster, and he didn't know if he had taken the wrong medicine.

Suddenly, she walked around in front of him, looked at his handsome face carefully, thoughtfully.

Mu Beiting stopped and let her look at her, just staring at her coldly.

"I said Mr. Mu, even if I and Xue Zhicheng tune the || love, how do you know so clearly?"

"I and him are unmarried and unmarried. Even if they flirt, they don't seem to be breaking the law. Besides, flirting is not an unspoken rule."

Mu Beiting was so angry that he squeezed her wrist and brought her into his arms: "Male unmarried, female unmarried?"

"So you found your next home now?"

He was very close to her, his eyes were bloodshot, especially cold. If she dared to say a word, she would tear her apart.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Su Xiangwan suddenly curled his lips and smiled, a little confusing: "Mr. Mu might have liked me."

Mu Beiting was slightly startled and lost consciousness for a moment.

But soon, his expression returned to normal, and he pushed her away: "Oh, you are really confident."

After Su Xiangwan stood firm, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why not be confident? Believe it or not, the man I am chasing after me can drain dozens of meters from here."

Hearing the sound, Mu Beiting's face became gloomy again: "But Young Master Ben is not those men."

"Yeah, that's why I like Mr. Mu so much."

"Huh, noisy."

Mu Beiting spoke in a cold voice, but when she heard that she liked it, she was inexplicably bettered.

Su Xiangwan looked at his face, planning to find a chance to oil the soles of his feet.

But before he could think of a countermeasure, when his wrist hurt, he pulled her onto the soft bed.

Immediately afterwards, Yichen's side was filled with a slightly cold breath.

Her heart was tense, she didn't dare to move, she was a little nervous.

In any case, except for the drug on the day of rebirth, she had never shared a bed with a man.

Even in her previous life, she had never slept in the same bed with Song Ziming.

Mu Beiting used the remote control to lower the curtains and the lights went out. In an instant, the whole room fell into darkness.

Su Xiangwan became more tense, a thin sweat leaked from the tip of his nose, and his hands were clenched into fists, somewhat stiff.

After waiting for a few minutes, everything that was expected did not happen.

Her breathing gradually eased, and she quietly turned her head to look at him.

In the darkness, he was quiet, his eyes lowered lightly, motionless, as if he hadn't planned to do anything to her.

Su Xiangwan was a little lost and couldn't see what the man was thinking.

Is it because I think too much.

He called her over...really...just sleeping?

After staring at him for a few minutes, Su Xiangwan withdrew his gaze suspiciously, rolled over slightly, turned his back to him, and couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart.

It seems that the rumors are true that this prominent man really has some dysfunction.

Otherwise, with Wenxiang Nephrite on his side, how could a young and energetic man be completely indifferent?