Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan's small face was wrinkled, and he looked at him pitifully: "Can you not be punished?"

"No." He said in a deep voice, and refused mercilessly.

Hearing this, Su Xiangwan drooped his head and hummed softly.

He squeezed her chin and asked her to look up at him, her eyes dark: "Is not convinced?"

Su Xiangwan pooped, then spit out a word after a long while: "Serve..."

Mu Beiting snorted slightly, and took two bites on her lips.

Su Xiangwan's eyes turned red, so he gave up.

"Speak to myself, how to punish?" He asked in a deep voice.

Su Xiangwan thought about it seriously: "How about... I write a review?"

Mu Beiting snorted: "One thousand words omitted here?"

Mentioning the past, Su Xiangwan smiled a little awkwardly.

"Then what do you say?"

Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes and said, "Take off your clothes."

Su Xiangwan subconsciously covered his shirt with both hands, and looked at him defensively: "What are you doing..."

"You can't take it off," he asked in a low voice.

Su Xiangwan shook his head, her voice a little disturbed: "Don't..."

"Don't take it off, I'll pick it up." He restrained her waist, his voice low.

Su Xiangwan met his dark eyes, seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he became more flustered: "Don't make trouble, I will go to the crew later..."

With that, she struggled to get up from him.

But Mu Beiting managed to break free of her, and directly picked her up and put her on the bed gently.

Su Xiangwan got up and wanted to run, but he caught him back and circled under him.

She met his black eyes, breathing heavily, and swallowed her saliva softly: "I know I was wrong... I really knew it was wrong... I will never dare anymore."

Mu Beiting snorted, his legs half kneeling beside her.

"Give you another chance and take it off yourself." He warned, looking down at her condescendingly.

Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled lightly, and his throat was particularly tight.

He leaned down and kissed her little cheek lightly, and his thin lips lightly brushed her white cheek, tossing on the lips.

Very light, he said again: "If you don't take it off, you don't have to go to the crew today."

When he spoke, his lips were closed, and his lips seemed to be separated from her.

Su Xiangwan lightly lowered his eyes and struggled for a moment.

After a few seconds, he pushed him away for a few minutes and sat up from the bed: "You draw the curtains..."

Mu Beiting narrowed his eyes, but still got up and tightened the curtains.

The light in the room dimmed, and Su Xiangwan sat on the bed, wearing a thin casual t-shirt and jeans.

"Must take it off?" She couldn't help asking again.

Mu Beiting didn't say a word, his black eyes stared at her, meaning it was self-evident.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes, turned sideways slightly, and took off his shirt with his back facing him.

The waterfall-like hair is scattered on the snow-white back, and the light purple bra wraps the perfect outline.

Su Xiangwan lowered his head slightly, his cheeks and ears were stained with a hint of pink.

Su Xiangwan didn't dare to see him at all, only feeling extremely ashamed.

Mu Beiting's eyes darkened a bit, and there was an uncontrollable impulse.

She walked around in front of her and raised her little face lightly.

Su Xiangwan's eyes were filled with mist, and he looked at him blindly, with indescribable shyness and flattery.

She put her hands on her chest, only glanced at him, then looked away.

It seems that he is also a little angry that he always bullies her like this.

Mu Beiting slowly leaned over, kissed her lips and laid her down on the bed very gently.

Su Xiangwan didn't know what he was going to do, and he was particularly upset.