Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, and said, "You are crazy! Mu Beiting, I'm only twenty years old..."

He narrowed his eyes: "Ms. Lu was born at eighteen."

Su Xiangwan shook his head in a panic: "I...I didn't think about it, I'm not ready, I'm not ready to be a mother, and I can't guarantee him a stable and happy family."

Su Xiangwan was in a trance.

She had never been a mother in her previous life, not that she had never envied or looked forward to.

But her situation is so unbearable, if she really has a child, how can she let him face the darkness and cruelty of this world.

In this life, maybe everything is different.

But she didn't know if she was strong enough to protect their children.

What's more, she couldn't help being scared when she thought of the younger sister who died in childbirth.

She did not dare to think, if she died due to a dystocia, what would her child do...

Mu Beiting looked at her small face and said seriously: "Late night, unless you don't want to. Otherwise, there is no other reason."

Su Xiangwan was speechless.

A few seconds later, he whispered: "You are right, I just don't want to."

Mu Beiting slowly lowered his hand, some injuries, and remained silent.

Su Xiangwan felt a little uncomfortable, hugged him, choked up and said, "Is it because I don't have a baby and you don't like me? Do you like babies or me?"

He sighed and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Seeing him silently, Su Xiangwan cried more fiercely: "Do you use me as a tool for giving birth?"

Mu Beiting squinted his eyes, his gaze was a little bit evil.

"Am I not taking care of you, eh?"

She sobbed silently, with tears on her face and pear blossoms and rain.

"Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will smoke you!"

Su Xiangwan looked at him aggrievedly: "Mu Beiting, your domestic violence!"

He raised his big hand and patted her little ass. It was neither light nor heavy, but Su Xiangwan blushed instantly.

Hurriedly struggling out of his arms, took two steps back and glared at him in shame.

"Be good, I'm in a bad mood now." He whispered.

Su Xiangwan asked softly, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

"Heh, Su Xiangwan, are you begging for a fight!"

She shut up quickly and stopped speaking.

Mu Beiting glanced at her coldly, untied his tie, and changed back to his pajamas.

Why are you in a bad mood?

The woman who is thinking of her heart does not want to give him a child. Is he in a good mood?

At night, he hugged her in his arms and whispered: "If you don't want to be born, you won't be born."

"En?" She slept drowsily, the reflex arc a bit long.

He gently kissed her on the neck: "I will wear it later, you are not allowed to eat that kind of food anymore."

Su Xiangwan was stunned, turned to face him, and kissed his chin: "Mu Beiting, you are so kind."

"Humph." He hummed softly, holding her tighter.

The next day, early in the morning, Yuan Xue called in.

What's more, the photo of catching the doll with Mu Beiting was posted on the Internet last night.

"You and Shao Mu were with you last night?" Yuan Xue was straightforward and straightforward.

Su Xiangwan thought for a while and responded.

She actually wanted to say that they were together almost every night.

"Don't respond to things on Weibo, I will deal with them."

"Okay, trouble Sister Xue."

"Well, please pay attention, "The Legend of Liuzhu" is in its final stage. You have been active recently, and the exposure rate is very high."

Su Xiangwan stuck out his tongue: "I know, I will pay attention."

Yuan Xue was silent for a while, and thought about it: "What is Mu Shao's attitude toward this matter?"