Drifting Towards You

In the end, Nian Nian's short legs could not run past Mu Beiting. Although he swiftly hid back into the bedroom, he was still picked up and beaten by Mu Beiting.

The little guy didn't cry. After being beaten, he looked at Mu Beiting with blushing eyes, with a straight face, pitiful and cute.

Mu Beiting's anger subsided a little, and he snorted and ignored him. Instead, he turned back to the bedroom to coax Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan was still sitting in front of the dressing table this time, feeling depressed.

How can a good wife become an old woman?

What is he trying to imply her?

Or is there a dog outside?

Shouldn't...

My face is still so beautiful.

While thinking about it, Mu Beiting opened the door and walked in.

Upon entering the eye, I saw Su Xiangwan sitting in front of the dressing table with Xiangji on his hands and looking at himself in the mirror.

Mu Beiting's heart sank, knowing that she was concerned about the words "old woman".

"Late night." Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, walking slowly behind her.

She wore a white shirt-style silk blouse with a wide open neckline. She only wore a thin underwear inside. She was wearing a pair of black loose-fitting trousers underneath. This would make her hair hang around her head at will, and she couldn’t tell. Sexy and lazy.

As if he hadn't heard Su Xiangwan, she still stared at herself in the mirror motionlessly.

Mu Beiting sighed lightly, hugged her from behind, and coaxed softly: "I didn't write that word. Don't be angry, okay?"

Su Xiangwan remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard him.

Mu Beiting stuck his head out of her shoulder and lightly pecked twice on her face.

He actually knew that she didn't know that he didn't write the word.

But the three words of Hong Guoguo just came into her sight, can it be strange not to be angry?

Mu Beiting resisted the urge to pinch the little demon to death in the next room, and said warmly: "I was wrong, you know I can't hold it when I see you, how could it be an old woman, right?"

Su Xiangwan remained silent, and didn't know who he was stunned.

Mu Beiting simply hugged the person directly, turned around and walked to the sofa, hugged her on his lap, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't believe it, I will prove it to you."

After that, he grabbed her little hand and touched her waist.

Su Xiangwan was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his hand, his cheeks flushed a bit, "What are you doing?"

Mu Beiting's thin lips pressed against her neck, and a faint heat spread: "Do you believe it now?"

Su Xiangwan's face blushed slightly, and he said nothing.

Actually... She is not angry.

It just seems to be spoiled by him, more and more tempted, and want to wait for him to coax.

He lowered his eyes slightly, aware of the reaction under him, and did not dare to move.

Mu Beiting kissed her neck and couldn't help reaching out and unbuttoning one of the buttons in front of her.

His eyes darkened a bit, he whispered: "This is obviously a little fairy, where is such a beautiful old woman."

Su Xiangwan hugged his neck and hummed softly, "Is that if I have become an old woman, you don't like me anymore."

"How come, at most you became an old fairy at that time." Mu Beiting was a little fascinated, his big hand was already under her skirt, and he whispered while kissing her.

Old fairy?

Thinking of this word, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but several scenes popped up in his mind.

An old goblin dressed in extraordinarily splendid clothes and with heavy make-up.

Well, I don't know if he can't do it then.