She bowed her head and gently kisses his eyes, warm voice coax way: "you don't make trouble, I am going to work, but also raise you."
I don't know whether it was the kiss or her words that pleased him.
After a few seconds, Mu Beiting finally slowly opened his heavy eyes.
After seeing the woman in his arms, he called her name in a low voice: "late night..."
Su Xiangwan felt that his heart was about to melt and his resistance to him was getting worse and worse.
After a while, they got up slowly.
Su Xiangwan washes in the bathroom. Mu Beiting gets up from the bed with long legs and opens the curtain.
Outside the window, the snow was covered with snow everywhere, showing the chill.
Few pedestrians, but still vaguely can see a foot into the snow, knee deep.
Su Xiangwan was brushing his teeth when he came in with his hair a little messy.
He hugged her from behind, still a little bit awake.
She turned her face and glanced at him. He was looking at her, too.
Why is this man so clingy.
It wasn't like this before.
"Late at night, it snowed." He spoke in a low voice.
"Well, you have to go when it snows. Wash up quickly." She rinsed her mouth because he put the weight on her, which was a little inconvenient for her.
But he didn't mean to get up, so he held her and refused to let go.
"Don't make any noise. It's too late."
Just say a word, the mobile phone will ring.
Su Xiangwan picks up the phone. It's yuan Xue, the person in charge.
"Evening, routine notice. Filming was suspended because of the blizzard. The date of recovery will be further informed. "
"OK, I see. Thank you, sister yuan."
After hanging up the phone, Su Xiangwan looks out the window at the University.
I didn't expect that he was right, but he really stopped shooting.
It's better to steal a half day's leisure.
It's fun.
Two people drill back into the quilt, Su Xiangwan can't help playing with the mobile phone.
Many news on the Internet have reported that Haicheng has encountered a rare heavy snow in more than ten years, and it is expected to have another two days or so.
Schools are closed and workers are shut down.
There is no time to clean up the snow in the film and TV city, so it's no wonder that the crew will suspend filming.
Is brushing micro blog, a big hand will take away the mobile phone, dissatisfied throw aside.
Su Xiang night glared at him, Mu Beiting directly ignored: "sleep again."
The room gradually quieted down.
He still hugged her tightly behind him.
In a daze, Su was drowsy at night.
But all of a sudden he whispered, "it's late."
"Yes?"
"Are you still angry with me?"
"No, you don't have it when you ask someone to deliver me food." She spoke softly.
"You know it's me?"
"Yes." She answered softly.
In fact, at the beginning, she was not angry with him. He was very angry with him, and he refused to go home. He was naive.
She didn't want to call him, but she didn't think clearly about what kind of reply she could give him when she got through the phone.
He dropped his eyes when he got the answer.
Gently kiss her ear, can't help but put out the tongue to lick her earlobe, she can't help but tremble to avoid, soft Nuo way: "don't make noise Go to sleep
He didn't move any more and held her closer.
She's in his arms. It's nice.
*
they went to sleep again and went straight to the top of the sun.
After waking up, Mu Beiting asked people to pack up some things, ready to take her home.
Su Xiangwan calculated that she would not have to go out for a few days and spend time in the hotel, so she did not refuse.
Mu Beiting frowned and put on her overcoat. Despite her protest, he buttoned the top one.
The scarf was tied up carefully, and then he held the box in one hand and her in the other.