Drifting Towards You

After Su Xiangwan left the studio, he saw a black Bentley parked in a corner.

He ran into the car in a hurry and crashed into a pair of deep black eyes.

Mu Beiting glanced at the thin sweat on the tip of her nose and whispered: "Come here?"

"Yep……"

He looked at her with deep black eyes and slowly said, "Miss me?"

"No."

Su Xiangwan avoided his gaze, his cheeks were reddening, and he was uncomfortable looking directly at him.

In the next instant, the chin was gently lifted, and Mu Beiting pressed her lips together.

He sucked and kissed her lips hard, entangled to pry open her teeth.

The wet tongue slid in, entangled her tongue a little, biting, sucking, and biting the tips of her teeth repeatedly.

Su Xiangwan's small hand touched his chest and tried to push him away.

But with a mouth, it made a soft whispering sound.

Mu Beiting's kiss deepened again, raising her small face, rubbing her thumb repeatedly on her delicate cheek.

Su Xiangwan's brain was blank for a while, a little lack of oxygen, and the whole person was dizzy.

He didn't finally let go of her until she felt dark in front of her eyes.

His lips were no more than an inch away from her. He looked at her a little greedily, met those watery eyes, and whispered: "Kiss me."

Su Xiangwan's eyes were dimmed, and his lips were still red and swollen.

Struggling for a while, took a few breaths of air forcefully.

Lightly lowered his eyes and pressed his lips.

He is like the most poisonous poppy, she can't refuse.

Her kiss was a bit jerky, and it was very soft gently covering his mouth. She tried to follow his example, sticking out her tongue and licking his lips gently.

But before he could return to his senses, Mu Beiting suddenly supported her head, holding her tongue, repeatedly biting and sucking kisses in his lips, as if holding a pearl.

Until more than half an hour later, he suddenly pushed her away.

Su Xiangwan looked at him blankly, a little dazed.

His Adam's apple rolled hard, forcing himself to move away from her lips.

He lowered his eyes and said hoarsely: "Don't look at me."

"En?" She said softly.

The blue veins on his forehead stood up, turning his face away from her, his thin lips lightly opened: "I can't help it."

Su Xiangwan reacted for a while, realizing what he was talking about, and quickly lowered his head, his face flushed, and he dared not make a sound.

Mu Beiting lit a cigarette and drew out one cigarette before he said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

After that, neither of them made a sound.

The cool evening breeze blew in from the gaps in the windows, and a lot of the charm in the car disappeared.

Mu Beiting took her to eat something, and then stood in front of the car and said, "I will ask the driver to take you back."

"Don't you still want to go to the airport? I'll take you to the airport first, and then let the driver take me back."

He tied a light pink scarf for her, and whispered softly: "Hey, go back first."

"But I want to send you off."

He stared at her for a few seconds, then slowly said: "If you send me away, I can't bear to leave."

Su Xiangwan was silent and did not insist.

Mu Beiting gently hugged her in his arms, with his chin resting lightly on her shoulder, and whispered, "Late night."

"Yep?"

"Come back and get me regular."

Su Xiangwan's eyes were a little acidic, and he whispered softly, "I'll talk about it later."

"Little villain." His voice was muffled and somewhat dissatisfied.

Su Xiangwan grinned slightly, revealing a shallow smile.

A few minutes later, Mu Beiting stuffed her into the car and asked the driver to take her home.

Su Xiangwan looked at the tall and handsome man standing on the side of the road in the rearview mirror, his eyes moist.

Really... why are you so reluctant.

It's not life and death.