Drifting Towards You

With Mu Beiting in charge, the signing was exceptionally smooth.

Su Xiangwan can be said to have taken advantage of everything.

Until the two of them sat in the car, Mu Beiting handed her the contract, and said in a deep voice, "Dare to squeeze my wife. There is no humanity."

Su Xiangwan's eyes twitched, hesitated again and again, and couldn't help but say: "Mu Beiting, have you forgotten something? In fact, the company belongs to you."

Mu Beiting's eyes were deep, and he looked straight at her and slowly said, "I don't care about squeezing others, squeezing my wife, no way."

Su Xiangwan was startled slightly, avoiding his gaze a little uncomfortably, his cheeks were slightly hot.

What happened to this man today.

Open your mouth and shut your wife's wife, her cheeks are red when she listens to her embarrassment.

Su Xiangwan stopped making a sound, turned his head and looked out the window, and fell silent.

The contract in hand is hot, and I always feel that every day in this life seems to be lucky and not so real.

And the man beside him was more like the most generous gift of fate to her.

She couldn't help but want to ask herself, what else is she afraid of? Why are you hesitating...

Mu Beiting turned his head to look at her side face. The white face was soft and the small mouth was squeezed lightly. He didn't know what he was thinking, which made people feel a little sad inexplicably.

He was silent for a moment, took out his phone and opened WeChat.

After a while, Su Xiangwan was brought back to his thoughts by the sound of WeChat.

[Am I going to be with you: I am all you, and you are mine. 】

She couldn't help but curled her lips slightly and turned to look at the man beside her.

He was looking straight at her, his dark eyes were full of undisguised desire and pampering towards her.

Retracting her gaze, she responded to him with a message.

[Feeling cute: naive. 】

[I feel cute: You still make money in this way. 】

He raised his eyebrows, and the phone turned lightly in his palm.

A few seconds later, another message came from her.

[Feeling cute: Today's husband is handsome. 】

He stared at the screen blankly, his lips bend, and a few seconds later, his gaze fell on her face.

Su Xiangwan looked a little uncomfortably away, kicked the phone into his pocket, and turned his head to look out the window.

His shadow was reflected on the car window, varying in brightness, but clearly defined, unspeakably beautiful.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but raised slightly, and the soft light under her eyes shattered to the ground.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again.

Su Xiangwan bowed his head and turned on the phone.

[Am I going to talk to you: call it again. 】

Su Xiangwan's cheeks were slightly red, and he directly returned an emoticon package.

It is a particularly cute little white bear with slanted eyes and a little finger. The text below is: Go away, ugly thing!

Mu Beiting raised the corners of his lips, but was itchy and unbearable by the husband's teasing.

[Am I going to talk to you: Good, call it again. I'll buy you candy to eat. 】

Su Xiangwan went back with an emoticon.

It is still the cute little white bear, pinching his waist in one hand, holding a kitchen knife in the other, with a serious face, and the text below: Which village pig you are, so swollen.

The corners of Mu Beiting's eyes twitched, and his fingertips slightly stagnated on the top of the screen.

A few seconds later, a message was replied.

[Am I going to be with you: late. 】

[Feeling cute:? ? 】

[Am I going to be with you: I want to go|you. 】

[I feel cute:. . . . . . 】

Su Xiangwan put away his phone and ignored him.

Within a few seconds, WeChat rang again.

Even if she knew he couldn't say anything good, she still couldn't hold back and opened it.

[I want to have **** with you: look at my name. 】