More than 20 minutes later, the sound of the water in the bathroom did not stop.
There was another knock on the door, and Sue frowned at night.
Shangwen appeared in front of her again with two servants, one in each of the servants' hands.
"You..."
Not waiting for Su to open his mouth to the evening, Shangwen with two servants directly walked in.
When the servant opened the suitcase, one skillfully put Mu Beiting's clothes neatly into the overcoat cabinet. After another looked at it for a while, he spread a white tablecloth on the dining table and put some daily necessities on it.
"I said big brother This is my home... " Su Xiang was very angry at night.
But Shangwen and the servant turned a deaf ear to her words, and they are dutifully directing the servants to create the most comfortable living environment for mu Beiting.
Su Xiangwan gave a light breath and leaned against the door with both hands in his arms. Looking at the room with a pile of male articles in a twinkling of an eye, she only felt that her lungs hurt.
Mu Beiting, this son of a bitch, really want to live here?
After checking carefully, Shangwen sends the laundry and supplies to the bathroom. He nods to Su and turns away.
Su Xiangwan, with a face of unrivalled love, leans on the door waiting for mu Beiting to come out.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door was finally opened.
A dense heat burst out first.
Then, a man came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of dark blue cotton pajamas.
Su slowly straightened up in the evening and looked at him.
Wide shoulders, narrow waist, narrow hips.
His skin is strong and fair, with perfect muscle lines. More points are more, less is less.
It is a typical example of thin clothes and fleshy clothes.
Mu Beiting glanced at her lightly, wiped her hair with a towel, passed by her side, and went straight to the bedroom.
Su regained consciousness in the evening and turned to see that he was already sitting on her single bed.
"Mu Beiting You Are you going to live here? " Su felt a little shivering when she spoke to him.
"You can't leave my sight until you pay off your debts."
"You are a rascal
Seeing her blow up hair, like a cat whose tail has been trampled on, Mu Beiting has a calm face and grabs a black doll and leans against her back, which seems very comfortable.
She's a bear!
Ah ah Where is the God of pestilence
Su Xiangwan almost broke down. She didn't understand how there was such a brazen man in the world.
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to calm down.
"Is Mr. Mu really planning to live here?"
"Yes." Mu Beiting casually picked up a piece of information and looked at it without raising his head.
Su Xiangwan looks at him maliciously. In fact, she is afraid of him as a dysfunctional patient?
Maybe she can realize her wish to be a Mrs. mu.
But she took the road of performing arts. She suffered a lot from her bad reputation in her previous life, so she has been very cautious in this life.
For her, there are essential differences between the two.
If she was picked out by the reporter and lived with Mu Beiting unmarried, she would become the target of public criticism. She was afraid that she would go back to the top of the hidden rules and seduce the reputation of Mu family.
At that time, I'm afraid the day will be more difficult than the previous life!
"If a man and a daughter are not married, Mr. Mu is not afraid that his fiancee will get angry when he knows about it." Sue spoke again in the evening.
"No, if you want to be a Mrs. mu, you have to be generous." Mu Beiting did not lift his head, nor did he enter oil and salt.
Su Xiangwan really had no way to take him. He couldn't catch up with him and persuade him to leave. Finally, he blushed and looked at the strange clothes on the mobile clothes rack.