Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan was stunned, looked at him blankly, and didn't understand the meaning of his words for a long while.

She whispered: "How to be responsible?"

Mu Beiting retracted his gaze, set the tableware and chopsticks, and said lightly: "After breakfast, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate."

Hearing this, her brain was blank.

Where to go?

Is there a problem with her ears?

Seeing that she was still standing still, Mu Beiting asked again: "The hukou is at home."

Su Xiangwan nodded subconsciously: "In..."

"That's good, go and wash."

"Oh……"

Su Xiangwan took a few steps and then stopped suddenly. Is she dreaming?

But this dream... seems a bit too real.

Without knowing what she was thinking of, she suddenly turned around and ran to Mu Beiting again: "Mu Beiting."

Mu Beiting raised his eyes and looked at her without speaking.

In the next second, Su Xiangwan raised his small white hand, and while he was not paying attention, he violently pulled his handsome face, and the white cheek instantly became pink.

"Su Xiangwan..." Mu Beiting squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

Su Xiangwan let go of his hand subconsciously, took two steps back, turned his head like a ghost, and ran into the bathroom, locking the door tightly.

It seems to hurt... Seeing how he is about to eat people, you know it must be hurt...

That said, this is not a dream.

He just said that he wants to get a certificate from her, that means she can get her wish?

Su Xiangwan, who reflected his overwhelming strength, finished washing at the speed of light and returned to the table.

"Mu Beiting...Did you just ask me to get the certificate?" Su Xiangwan looked at him nervously, still a little unbelievable now.

"Yep."

After getting a sure answer, Su Xiangwan's fingers under the table curled up slightly, seeming a little nervous.

But Mu Beiting didn't continue this topic with her, and said solemnly: "Eat."

But Su Xiangwan is not in the mood to eat now, and can't help but say again: "But don't you have a fiancé? What do you and I get Zhao Xinning to do?"

Mu Beiting frowned, "Who is Zhao Xinning?"

Why everyone likes to mention Zhao Xinning with him.

Su Xiangwan's eyes twitched... for a moment there was silence...

After a while, Su Xiangwan patiently said again: "Zhao Xinning was the last time you chose your fiancee, the one you chose last."

Mu Beiting frowned and didn't make a sound, as if he was thinking about it seriously.

Su Xiangwan stared at his handsome face, eyes full of expectation: "Is there any impression?"

Mu Beiting looked at her silently, and Su Xiangwan immediately said, "I have no impression. She is neither as good-looking as I am, nor as good as my body. Now it looks like I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. There are not many beauties who have fought against landlords and gangsters. You have to take good care of it."

Mu Beiting's brows stretched out a little, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Seeing him silently, Su Xiangwan was a bit disgusted, and didn't know to support him. It seemed that there was really no woman willing to marry him except her.

"Eating." Mu Beiting retracted his gaze, as if he was in a good mood.

He is not in a hurry, but Su Xiangwan is in a hurry.

After all, who knew that Mu Beiting took the wrong medicine before suddenly marrying him, what if he repented of it if the medicine was too strong.

So she had to cook the uncooked rice as early as possible and take the seat of Mrs. Shimu.

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm going to change clothes..."

With that, Su Xiangwan put down his chopsticks, turned his head and ran into the bedroom, and began to choose clothes.

Twenty minutes later, the bedroom door finally opened.

Mu Beiting looked at the woman who appeared in front of him, a little lost.