Drifting Towards You

She was breathing disorderly, put her arms around his neck and buried her head on his shoulders, and said softly: "You...you lighten..."

Mu Beiting turned his head to bite her earlobe, and the moist kiss fell on her neck, causing her to tremble.

Su Xiangwan looked down and felt his caress, just want to get closer to him.

He bewitched in her ear: "Late night, you move..."

Su Xiangwan felt ashamed to die, he was hot all over, and he held his neck tightly and almost strangled him: "I don't want it."

He chuckled softly: "Then I'll come."

He held her small **** in one hand, holding her to her feet.

There was no support for her legs, and she had to close his waist.

He has always moved very lightly. After putting her on the bed, he asked her carefully, not dare to indulge.

A cloud and rain, but not healthy.

Mu Beiting was holding her, Wenxiang Nephrite in his arms, still feeling extremely intolerable.

Su Xiangwan was obviously aware of it, and said softly: "Why are you so greedy..."

He squinted at her: "You poured me ecstasy soup."

"I was wronged..."

Mu Beiting snorted softly, lowered his eyes and made no sound, as if tolerated a little intolerably.

Su Xiangwan didn't understand what it was like for a man to endure this matter, but it seemed uncomfortable to see the faint blue veins on his forehead, and she couldn't help but feel a little pain.

After hesitating, the little hand gently covered it.

Mu Beiting's body became stiff, and his voice became a little heavier when he opened his eyes: "Late night."

Su Xiangwan flushed with her small face, winks like silk, struggling for a while and whispered, "I will help you..."

Mu Beiting's breathing became heavy, and he turned over and kissed her fiercely.

After tossing for a long time, Su Xiangwan helped him twice with his hands, and he was quite comfortable.

I don't know how long it took, Su Xiangwan got up to wash his hands, his small face was too hot, and he was particularly shy.

Mu Beiting also followed in, hugged her behind him, kissed her neck softly and whispered: "Late night..."

"Yep……"

"I love you." He whispered, his voice dull and steady with a bewitching magic.

She lowered her eyes slightly: "En."

He was dissatisfied: "Yes?"

"Otherwise?" she asked back.

He squinted his eyes, turned her around, leaned against the pool, pinched her chin, and said, "You can work hard now, and you will be called Dad when you have finished giving birth."

Su Xiangwan lightly punched his chest: "Not serious!"

He bowed slightly and blew hot air into her ear.

The warm breath rushed into the cochlea, and she subconsciously hid, only to feel itchy and dry.

"Don't cry and beg me then." He whispered.

Su Xiangwan's face was hot, and he was shocked when he remembered that he would end up crying and begging for mercy every time.

She pushed him away, not wanting to pay attention to him.

This person is really good at it. After leaving the bathroom, she gently touched her stomach.

After more than three months, it seems to have grown a little bit now.

I don't know who the baby will be more like.

Mu Beiting pestered her for a long time, and Su Xiangwan slept a lot during the day, so there was no sleepiness.

Su Xiangwan lay on his lap and played with the phone for a long time, but he was still dealing with work.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock that Su Xiangwan felt a little sleepy again.

The next day.

When the sky was bright, Mu Beiting woke up with his brows.

It's not that I was sleeping peacefully, but that a certain woman was too restless.

Seeing a white flowery thigh straddling his body, pressing down on his key parts, Mu Beiting's face turned blue.