Drifting Towards You

But she hadn't finished her words, the name was already formed, Mu Beiting looked up at her, his eyes fell on her reddish mouth, his eyes were deep.

Su Xiangwan avoided his sight, a little uncomfortable.

Mu Beiting curled his lips slightly and changed his signature.

This time, Su Xiangwan didn't go to see what he changed, and kept looking out the window with his head sideways.

Not long after, the car arrived at the studio.

"I will pick you up tonight."

"Yep."

After Su Xiangwan responded, he got out of the car and left.

Mu Beiting went directly to the company.

After the secretary Shangwen met his president, he didn't expect his president's first sentence to be: "Will you take pictures?"

Shang Wen was stunned, and then nodded: "Yes...a little bit."

Mu Beiting swept around in the office, frowned, and turned around and said, "Go to Jinghai."

"Yes Yes……"

More than half an hour later, Mu Beiting came to Jinghai and threw the phone to Shang Wen: "Take a picture."

"Yes."

Shang Wen was still a little confused when he picked up the phone.

You know, my CEO usually hates taking pictures the most. Today is... taking the wrong medicine?

Shang Wen raised his phone cautiously, waiting for Mu Beiting to walk to the beach and then turn around.

But after waiting for a few minutes, he realized that his CEO didn't mean to turn around at all.

"Chief...President?"

Hearing the sound, Mu Beiting turned and walked towards him and took his mobile phone.

But when I looked over, there was nothing in the album, and my brows couldn't help but frowned: "What about the photos?"

Shang Wen would be a little dumbfounded, and finally understood a little: "Taking a back view?"

Mu Beiting didn't say a word, just staring at him with a cold gaze.

Shang Wen shuddered, and immediately took the phone: "Now shoot, I'll shoot now!"

Mu Beiting patiently walked to the beach again, his back facing the camera.

Shangwen understood what he meant, this time the action was very neat, he took a few pictures without hesitation, and said: "It's done...President, take a look..."

Mu Beiting took the phone and glanced at it, frowning slightly.

She was wearing an off-white long skirt, and the sun was setting under the lens, and the waves reflected on the sea were shining and red.

And this picture of myself, the sky is blue, the sea is clear, and it is cold, it looks different.

Shangwen looked at his own president's face and went straight back to the company, somewhat unclear.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Beiting appeared at the beach again.

Shang Wen took the photo tremblingly, thinking that his president might be really sick today.

"Chief... the president took a good photo..."

"Retake."

"President, look at this time."

"Retake."

Mu Beiting's brows became tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more ugly.

Shang Wen was sweating, and he was relieved until he finally saw his president's brows stretched out for the Nth time.

The same sea, the same beach and sunset.

She stood against the wind, and he stopped by the sea, splicing them together as if they were the same shot.

Mu Beiting contentedly changed his head portrait to his own back photo, and his mood improved.

On the other side, Su Xiangwan was busy like a spinning top, because he asked for a leave and rest a few days ago, so he worked overtime to catch up.

There are still two scenes to be filmed until six o'clock in the evening.

Remembering that Mu Beiting said he was coming to pick her up, he opened WeChat while resting.

Seeing his head, I was taken aback.

This man...is not childish, but...is pretty good-looking.

He clicked on his avatar and glanced at the circle of friends. As a result, he saw two sentences with his signature: The sea has a boat to cross, and the mountain has a road.