Chapter 78

Ah?

Su looked at him in surprise, almost suspecting that something was wrong with her ears.

But mu Beiting looked directly at her, obviously did not repeat the meaning.

"For Why? "

Su Xiangwan was a little nervous, and subconsciously picked up the water cup and drank some water.

Mu Beiting got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. He replied quietly, "you are injured. I can't rest assured."

"Poof!"

Su Xiang night a saliva has not yet drunk, then all the spray in the out, very coincidentally spray in Mu Beiting Tibetan blue pajamas.

He was worried that she was hurt.

How did he say this without changing his face.

Was he sure the wound in his mouth was referring to her bandaged finger?

Is he really sure that it's not because she has a stroke, hemiplegia, or a few knives and other incurable diseases, so he can't rest assured?

Mu Beiting moved slightly, frowned, raised his eyes and looked at the shocked little thing in front of him. His black eyes were deep.

Doesn't she want him to stay?

The room suddenly turned into a deathly quiet.

Su regained consciousness in the evening and ran to him in front of him and wiped his pajamas with a paper towel: "I I just heard that you were going to stay. I was so excited and overjoyed that I didn't control my mood

Mu Beiting's eyes are dark and obscure, and they are slightly drooping. Their eyes have been falling on her small face.

Su Xiangwan didn't have time to pay attention to his eyes, only felt that he was really unlucky.

I don't know how much his pajamas cost, and whether she will compensate.

She was so poor that she didn't want to do another cross dressing show.

The water just sprayed on his abdominal muscles. Su Xiangwan wiped the outside of his lapel, frowned, untied the three buttons under him, turned the lapel over and wiped the inside again.

She lowered her head, his eyes fell on her slightly loose neckline, and her Adam's apple rolled.

However, her little hands have been moving in his disorder, across the thin clothes, you can feel how soft her hands are.

Mu Beiting inexplicably felt a little dry throat, staring at her eyes became hot.

After working hard for a long time, Su Xiangwan relaxed and let go, but he pinched his wrist and pulled it back into his arms.

Mu Beiting's voice was hoarse: "has anyone told you that you can't untie a man's button at will."

Su Xiangwan swallowed his mouth gently, only felt his chest hot, just like his eyes.

"I'm not casual. I'm serious about it." Her eyelashes trembled, but boldly met his sight.

Mu Beiting thin lips light open, the line of sight is dim and unclear: "that you know, this sentence can let a man, fantasize."

Warm breath sprayed on her neck socket, her small face uncontrollably dyed red.

Su Xiangwan's small hand pushed on his chest, keeping a few minutes away.

Although you know that Mu Beiting can't do that, but But it still takes time to be so close to a man

But the opportunity is to rely on oneself to grasp, this is not the time for affectation.

After a few seconds, Sue gradually relaxed.

"Mu Beiting, do you want to think about me again?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "think about what."

She slightly droops the line of sight, the small hand falls on his chest, draws the circle gently, lets his attention also follow to fall on her finger.

A few seconds later, her eyelashes trembled, raised her clear and hidden eyes, looked at him and whispered, "consider me to be your wife."