Drifting Towards You

Mu Beiting was slightly startled, his throat tight, a little annoyed.

After a few seconds, she couldn't stand her tears after all.

He curled his brows and hugged her on her lap, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

"Don't touch me..." Su Xiangwan pushed his hand indiscriminately, struggling to get away from his lap.

His big hand held her waist firmly, and he said coldly: "Sit down and beat you again."

Hearing that, Su Xiangwan's nose was sour, and tears came again from his eyes: "You are still fierce to me!"

Under the light, the crystal clear teardrops, like golden peas, crackled down.

He frowned and raised his hand to wipe the teardrops off her face.

But the more he wiped, the more fierce she cried.

There was a moist touch on the tender skin, which made him at a loss.

Tears were hot, and his heart hurt.

His voice eased a little, and he murmured, "Don't cry, my heart hurts when I cry."

Su Xiangwan looked at him with blushing eyes, and said with a sob: "I don't like you anymore... you are to me... you are cold and violent to me."

There are tears on her face, and her teary eyes will make people's hearts melt away.

He kissed her little cheek lightly, softly coaxing: "Well, my fault."

Her eyelashes were dyed with water mist, her big red eyes looked directly at him, and choked intermittently: "I...I'll go to a...dinner, and you will be angry with me. You can't coax me well... Ignore it. I."

Thinking of this, Su Xiangwan felt more aggrieved.

The golden peas fell out all of a sudden.

Mu Beiting twisted his eyebrows and raised his hand to wipe her: "My fault, it's time to hit."

Su Xiangwan's eyes were flushed with tears, like a rabbit, she poured out all the grievances she had suffered over the past few days.

"You bullied me the first time I met...you kept it from me for so long..."

"You...you are still messing with women casually...you ran to my house and scared me without saying hello..."

"Woo...you bullied me with such a shameful posture...I...I forgive you, I don't care about you anymore, you still ignore me."

The more Su Xiangwan thought about it, the more aggrieved, she forgave him for being such a bastard.

But she had a meal because of necessity, and he treated her that way.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The tears that had only stopped surging out again, she cried fiercely and couldn't be aggrieved.

Mu Beiting was slightly startled, but she didn't expect that she had so many grievances hidden in her heart.

Gently pressed her little head on her chest, lowered her eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "It's me who is not good, so I shouldn't ignore you."

Su Xiangwan bit his lip without making a sound, only feeling that he was leaning against his chest, a little hot inexplicably.

"I'm just... jealous, I'm... jealous." He spoke slowly, his voice a little obscure.

She was like a dazzling pearl, and he wanted to cherish it.

He was just angry and couldn't walk into her heart.

Su Xiangwan was in a daze, fever for no reason, and a thin layer of sweat leaked from the tip of his nose.

After a few seconds in a daze, he raised his head to look at him, his eyes were red again, and his eyes were a little bit resentful.

Mu Beiting sighed softly, stretched out his hand and squeezed her small face, and said warmly, "What's wrong?"

"Apart from me, have you had...how many women."

She finally couldn't help but ask aloud.

She wanted to let this pass, after all, this was his past.

He never cared if she had other men or why she was so sour in her heart.

Mu Beiting was stunned for a moment, his black eyes looked at her directly, and said seriously: "Late night, only you. Only you."

She couldn't believe it: "I don't believe..."