Drifting Towards You

"Where to change? You pick it." He asked generously.

"Bed...bed."

Su Xiangwan blushed, recognizing his fate, thinking that the bed movement would always be smaller.

I don't know if Xiaoxiao and Simocheng heard anything next door, she really can't raise her head to be a human again in her life.

"Okay, call my husband."

Su Xiangwan looked at him with wet eyes, his face was not hot, like a fire, and he was ashamed and embarrassed.

Zhang Yanhong opened her small mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked.

Two lives, she seems to have never called anyone.

She didn't say anything, and he didn't urge.

There are ways to make her call.

But Su Xiangwan has always been a knowledgeable person, and she has a day of reserved and hypocritical things. After all, it is a common problem of women.

But fold your waist when it's time to fold it.

Just when Mu Beiting thought she would not make a sound.

Suddenly she lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly, "My husband..."

Mu Beiting was stunned for a moment, his eyes gloomy.

"Grass, call it again!"

Su Xiangwan is also smart, biting his lip and tilting his head to look at him: "Go...Go to bed."

He narrowed his eyes and coaxed: "Okay, call again."

Under his gaze, she blushed, and slowly, she vomited word by word from her small mouth: "My husband."

Mu Beiting bent his lower lip, undercurrents in his eyes.

The big hand squeezed the ankle of her right foot and pressed her little foot against the edge of the dressing table.

The legs were twisted in an instant, and she faced him in a posture of extreme shame.

Su Xiangwan's eyes were flushed by this sudden turn, and his face was red and hot: "You are not talking, liar!"

From the cheeks to the neck, they are all dyed with a layer of pink, which is indescribably confusing.

Because of his shame, the tears of the big bean crackled down.

He glanced across her, his eyes dimmed, and he pinched her chin and asked, "Dare you still cold me?"

She is annoyed, don't be too silent.

Obviously he lied to her, he was justified!

How could there be such a **** in the world.

Mu Beiting chuckled softly: "The temper has improved."

In the end, she finally couldn't bear crying and begging for mercy, the intermittent voice was suppressing as much as possible, but she couldn't control the sound from rising and falling.

Mu Beiting picked her up and put her on the bed.

Before she could react, he leaned forward again.

"Um...liar... asshole!"

Her swearing was intermittent, and she made intermittent notes uncontrollably from time to time.

But in the end, she cried and called his name again and again.

The battle between the two is fierce here.

In contrast, the next door is very pure-hearted.

After being called upstairs by Si Mocheng, Li Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa with her mobile phone.

Liuzhuan is shown on the phone.

She looked down seriously.

But in fact, Xiao Nizi didn't see anything.

I've been thinking about how there are so many such things in Simo City.

Si Mocheng was sitting at the table, signing military area documents.

It was still a dark green military uniform, and it looked like a white poplar.

Li Xiaoxiao let out a sigh of relief, trying to focus on the TV series.

But before long, Li Xiaoxiao's ears turned red.

Although Su’s house is a small villa, it is an old house and the sound insulation is not very good.

Xiao Nizi sat cross-legged on the sofa, which was close to the wall next door.

At the other end of the partial wall is Su Xiangwan's dressing table.

So, it didn't take long before she heard a creaking sound, which was too noisy.