Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan blushed and pushed him away.

He is shameless, she wants more.

"Say or not," he asked in a low voice, pinching her slender waist with his big hand.

"Well... when you stare, you are afraid... when you are calm and not speaking... and when you are fierce." Su Xiangwan opened his fingers slowly and said.

There were a few more black lines on Mu Beiting's head.

Don't ask, don't you know, is he so scary?

He gently kissed her on the forehead, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid when you're in bed."

In an instant, Su Xiangwan's small face was like a fire, and he gave him a fierce look and broke free of his embrace.

She decided to ignore the man today.

rogue!

As soon as he raised his head, Su Xiangwan was facing Song Ziming's gaze, which was still warm and moist, not as cold as Mu Beiting's eyes, but the eyes of Piansheng gradually calmed her restless heart.

Although her cheeks are still reddening, her eyes have calmed down.

Song Ziming didn't make a sound, but he could see clearly.

Just now, the two of them are lingering together, she is obviously the look that only a little woman in love can have.

Mu Beiting didn't tease her anymore, and lazily poured a glass of water for Su Xiangwan: "Drink some more water."

When the words fell, Li Qingqing's heart became a little nervous.

Thinking about finding a reason for Song Ziming to drink the water in the cup.

But it seems that even God is helping.

Before she could speak, Song Ziming retracted his gaze a little irritably and drank the half glass of water in front of him.

Li Qingqing was startled slightly, her throat tightened, with unspeakable tension.

Mu Beiting's peripheral light closed this scene in his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and watched Su Xiangwan's gaze become more gentle.

Su Xiangwan sat for a while, checked the time, and said warmly: "It's not early, and we have to film tomorrow. Let's go back earlier."

"Okay." Mu Beiting got up, his eyes fell on Song Ziming and Li Qingqing, and said lightly: "No."

When the words were over, before the two of them could speak, they took Su Xiangwan's little hand and left the private room.

After the two left, Song Ziming still sat in the same place, his warm eyes seemed to cut a hole, revealing a hint of sharpness and brilliance.

"Brother Ziming, shall we go too?" Li Qingqing said softly, with a little unexplained guilty conscience and panic.

The line of sight flicked over the empty water glass, but couldn't hold back a little expectation and excitement.

Song Ziming turned his head to look at her slowly and said, "You are in the peak, right?"

"En...Yes."

"When were Mu Beiting and Su Xiangwan together?" Song Ziming asked.

Li Qingqing thought for a while, and said in embarrassment: "I usually rarely have the opportunity to see Senior Xiang Wan, let alone Shao Mu. However, it was heard before that when Senior Xiang Wan was slandered and held a press conference, Mu Shao was present."

Song Ziming frowned.

He didn't pay much attention to that conference, but he also knew the approximate time.

If at that time the two were already well, why did Su Xiangwan say that maybe they knew him earlier?

He was silent for a long time, thinking about whether he had any intersection with her.

But after thinking about it, my mind was chaotic, and my thoughts were a little blocked.

What Song Ziming didn't know was that at this moment, his cheeks had already begun to flush, and his eyes were a little divergent.

After a few seconds, he slowly got up: "Let's go."

"Great."

Li Qingqing got up and followed him.

The two left together, and Song Ziming sent Li Qingqing back to the hotel. When he came downstairs, Li Qingqing said to stay: "Brother Ziming, today is Children's Day. Although I am no longer a child, I am very happy that you can accompany me out to play."