Drifting Towards You

Here Su Xiangwan was chatting happily, but Mu Beiting beside him was black all the time.

As for the reason, Su Xiangwan resolutely refused to add him back after blocking him yesterday.

Seeing the woman next to him was chatting with people on WeChat, Mu Beiting's lips pressed lightly.

After a few minutes, she finally couldn't help but pulled the phone out of her hand.

"Mu Beiting...what are you doing?" Su Xiangwan glared at him, feeling empty.

Fortunately, Mu Beiting didn't care about her chat history. He picked up his mobile phone and re-added her WeChat account.

Su Xiangwan's mouth is flat, this person is not naive.

She can delete it after adding it, it's a matter of minutes.

After confirming the approval with Su Xiangwan's mobile phone, Mu Beiting's expression only eased a little.

Throw the phone to her.

The first thing Su Xiangwan took back the phone was to delete the chat history with Li Xiaoxiao, and he was secretly relieved. Fortunately, he didn't see it just now.

And the second thing is to once again pull Mu Beiting into the blacklist.

But then I clicked on the management interface, and a deep voice sounded at his side: "You are not allowed to delete."

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said, "If you don't delete it, don't delete it. Why should I listen to you?"

Mu Beiting frowned slightly with his beautiful sword eyebrows, as if he was seriously thinking about it.

A few seconds later, the dark pupils met Su Xiangwan's sight, and he said seriously: "Because I will also listen to you in the future."

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, but he didn't expect him to answer like this.

His eyes were fiery, like hot boiling water, and there was gurgling hot bubbles, full of heat.

Su Xiangwan avoided his gaze unnaturally, and said softly, "Who wants you to listen."

Mu Beiting curled his lips and said in a low voice, "From now on...you want me to be fast and I will be fast, and if you want me to be slow, I will be slow..."

He didn't know when he leaned in, the warm faint breath fell on her neck, dyeing a piece of her snow-white neck.

Su Xiangwan was a bit stiff, his words reflected in his mind for a while before he realized what he meant.

The little face flushed with a sigh, and he turned his head and slapped him severely.

Mu Beiting was very close to her, and his handsome face was no more than an inch away from her.

The big hand lifted her chin gently, and said in a low voice: "I listen to you, okay?"

Su Xiangwan raised his hand and knocked out his big hand, his eyes nowhere to rest: "Mu Beiting, if you play a gangster again, I will...I will..."

"So what?" He said lightly, with a pampering tone in his tone.

Su Xiangwan's face was red, and he didn't dare to look at him at all: "I just... won't go with you!"

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows: "Then who are you going to be with?"

Su Xiangwan paused for a moment, and did not intend to continue this conversation with him: "You control me."

Mu Beiting chuckled softly: "I have a good temper."

Su Xiangwan took the phone and looked at the screen that was still on the delete page, remembering those words he had just said, and neither was it deleted for a while, nor was it not deleted.

Mu Beiting directly pressed the lock screen button of her mobile phone.

The phone went black all at once.

Before Su Xiangwan could react, Mu Beiting stared at her small mouth and said again: "If you delete it again, I have to take some measures."

Su Xiangwan snorted and looked away unnaturally.

The small hand that can hold the mobile phone, because it is too tight, there are a few waves.

Seeing that she was silent, Mu Beiting was satisfied.

After half an hour, the car slowly stopped downstairs of Linda Film and Television Company.

Mu Beiting looked at the old building in front of him through the car window.

There are only seven floors in the building, and the exterior walls are old white tiles. I don’t know how many years of wind and rain have changed their color.