Han Jiaqing said triumphantly. Every time he said it, he would take a look at Su Xiangwan. His eyes were full of show off and pride.
Su Xiangwan only felt bored. She was in a good mood and was not ready to eat.
Simply, she went upstairs to her bedroom and didn't come out again.
At about half past six, Mu Beiting came back.
As soon as he entered the gate, Han Jiaqing immediately welcomed him, with a look of shame: "young master, you are back."
"Yes."
Mu Beiting answered casually, and his eyes did not even fall on her, but looked directly upstairs.
According to Shang Wen, she didn't go to the production team today and stayed at home for a day.
If he had known that she was off today, he would not have gone to the company.
But then he thought about his more and more uncontrollable desire, and felt that it was really dangerous to be with her.
"Young master, I asked the kitchen to prepare you with Saint Jacques scallops and Marseille fish soup Take a rest and you'll be ready for dinner. "
Mu Beiting didn't seem to hear what she was saying, and went straight to the second floor.
Upstairs living room, did not see the small figure, he went to the bedroom.
Open the door, the room is clean, the quilt is very neat, there is no trace of her.
He frowned, a little annoyed.
She never folds the quilt when she gets up. What's going on today.
Mu Beiting turned around and happened to meet Han Jiaqing who was following him. He said in a cold voice, "where are the people?"
By that pair of eyes son also sweep, Han Jiaqing hit a shiver, immediately way: "in In the guest room... "
Mu Beiting thin lips light pursed, only if he had some last night, she was in a temper.
Immediately toward the guest room that Han Jiaqing refers to.
Seeing this, Han Jiaqing's eyes showed a trace of reluctance, and quickly followed up.
Can not wait to follow up the room, the door "bang" was closed, almost caught her nose.
Han Jiaqing bit her teeth and wanted to hear what was going on inside, but she was afraid to make Mu Beiting unhappy. She didn't dare.
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after Mu Beiting closed the door, he saw a woman with two long legs on the armrest on one side of the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips, reading the script and eating at the same time.
Hearing the door open, Su raised his eyelids and glanced at him without saying anything.
After seeing her, his face softened a little bit. He stepped forward and took the potato chips and script in her hand and whispered, "angry?"
Su Xiangwan put his two legs down, shrunk in the corner and said faintly, "No."
She didn't like Beiting's cold voice.
"Well What are you doing... "
Su Xiangwan frowned and raised a bit of precaution.
He took her slender waist and said in a low voice, "don't you want to talk to me?"
Su Xiangwan didn't say a word, put two small hands into the pocket of the sweater, slightly lowered his head, and did not speak.
"Angry." Mu Beiting opened his mouth in a soft voice, and his eyes were unconsciously spoiling.
Su Xiangwan still didn't speak.
There must be anger.
Who let him go so far last night Although nothing happened But when I think about it, I feel so ashamed.
"Or I'll let you come back." Mu Beiting gently coaxed her.
Su flat mouth to the evening, he will be close to the handsome face pushed away: "do not."
Mu Beiting kisses her little hand, and the warm breath falls on her palm. She quickly takes back her little hand.
"I'm not angry. I changed my room."
Su snorted to the evening, tooted the small mouth: "your bedroom, who dares to live."
Mu Beiting chuckled, thinking that she was hiding from him because of the incident last night.
Kiss her neck socket and whisper, "I'm not going to bed tonight. I'll live next door."
"Not at all." Su Xiangwan refused.