Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan directly took a potato chip and put it into his mouth, and whispered: "Kiss what a kiss."

With that, he pushed and kicked to get him off himself.

But when he got up, he was like a tiger awake.

As soon as Su Xiangwan stood up, a certain uncle leaning on the sofa directly dragged her back.

Before she could react, his thin lips came up.

Su Xiangwan bit one end of the potato chip, and the other end was still exposed to the air.

After hearing a ‘click’, he bit the other half down.

The thin lips brushed her lips and licked her lips unpleasantly.

His eyes were deep and he stared at her slowly and said, "Eat less."

Su Xiangwan's face blushed, and he stuffed a large bag of potato chips directly into his arms: "I will give it to you."

When the words fell, he got up and walked to the dining table.

Ma Rong's servants stood aside, lowering their heads and covering their mouths and snickered.

But Su Xiangwan felt more and more embarrassed, and he became more and more shameless.

She had only eaten the third or fourth slices, and he was snatched half of it.

Mu Beiting stood up swayingly, threw the potato chips on the coffee table, turned to the dining table and sat opposite her, lazily.

The servant had already prepared the food and soup, and Su Xiangwan picked up his chopsticks and did not look at him.

Four dishes and one soup are not too hearty.

But for two people, it was enough.

But Su Xiangwan didn't move his chopsticks until the chicken downstairs began to cry non-stop.

Su Xiangwan froze for a moment, put down his bowl and chopsticks, got up and walked to the railing.

As a result, I saw the servant who looked after Yaoji, trying to stop it.

But Yaoji had a strong posture, and he quickly jumped up from downstairs with a few vigorous steps.

Before Su Xiangwan could react, Yaoji ran to her feet and pestered her around.

The servant hurriedly followed, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this dog doesn't know what happened suddenly, and he can't stop him saying anything, so he must run upstairs."

The servant can't, after all, this dog is Su Xiangwan's.

She wouldn't even be willing to tie a rope, and she didn't dare to neglect it at all.

"What's the matter with you? Are you hungry too?" Su Xiangwan knelt down and asked him softly.

Yaoji looked up at her and whimpered. His eyes were watery and looked pitiful.

"Did it eat?" Su Xiangwan asked.

"Eat some, but not much."

"Get it some more food, just let it stutter on this staircase."

Seeing that the little guy had already run upstairs, Su Xiangwan was not willing to chase him down again.

Turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands before returning to the table to prepare for dinner.

Mu Beiting's gaze was faint, and he glanced at the Yaoji that had shrunk at the top of the stairs, his expression unkind.

Humph, Bo sympathizes and pretends to be pitiful.

To deceive late sympathy.

After taking two bites of food, Su Xiangwan picked up the spoon and was about to drink some soup.

Yaoji suddenly rushed over, first jumped to the low cabinet on the side, and then jumped directly to the dining table, a few short legs and hips matched, and the crackling swept all the things on the dining table to the ground.

Mu Beiting's complexion changed immediately after the soup was sprinkled with Su Xiangwan.

"Late late!"

He stepped forward quickly, evacuated her from the seat, pulled her into his arms, turned around and pulled her to a corner.

"How is it?" He looked down at her, and nervously grabbed the wet place on her coat.

"It's okay, it's not hot, just wash it later." Su Xiangwan Wen said in a voice.

Seeing the two left, Yaoji stopped making trouble.

Curled up on the dining table, guarding the bowl of soup, looking at Su Xiangwan pitifully, whimpering twice, looking so pitiful.