Mu Beiting drooped his eyes, thin lips light Qi: "to her first."
Yuan Xue's heart cluttered for a moment and noticed something unusual.
Take her first.
Just four words, but it shows too much.
Mu Beiting stopped and said again, "you will take her personally later."
Yuan Xue was stunned again. After a few seconds, he said slowly, "what if I refuse?"
Mu Beiting gave a light, a touch of evil and sycophant flashed over his eyes: "who do you think you are talking to?"
Yuan Xue heart a tight, after a few seconds drooping eyes way: "I know."
After leaving, Yuan Xue's mood was somewhat complicated.
She was promoted by Mu Beiting.
But speaking of this Su Xiangwan, she is not really disgusted.
After several months of observation, the girl also has an appetite for her. She is clearly only 20 years old, but she is willing to bear hardships without impetuousness. The most important thing is that her appearance and acting skills are online.
But after a long time in this circle, what she hated most was the hidden rules.
But she didn't expect that she could sneak up to Mu Beiting.
Yuan Xue chuckled, but also had to admit that she did have some skills.
*
after Yuan Xue left, Mu Beiting's face was a little gloomy.
I thought about it and made a phone call.
"Suppress Su Xiangwan's public opinion to me."
"And I want to know who is in charge."
Soon after the phone hung up, Mu Beiting went home.
When I got home, I found that some small thing was shrinking into a ball on the sofa, with a pale face, holding a pillow, which was a bit of dying.
Mu Beiting wrung his eyebrows and hung up his overcoat. He asked in a deep voice, "uncomfortable?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Su raised her eyelids in the evening.
Long eyelashes blinked a few times, covered the stomach, and said weakly: "No."
Mu Beiting will hold her waist: "to the hospital."
Suddenly fell in a powerful arm, Su Xiangwan Leng two times, to his arms rubbed: "No."
His thin lips pressed and his low eyes swept her face.
Her whole person is withered, the face is a little less bloody, small hand holds the placket of his shirt, eyes watery looking at him.
"I I'm just a relative. I'm fine. "
Mu Beiting steps slightly, this just noticed that she has been covering the stomach.
Wring her eyebrows, she put her back on the bed and asked in a low voice, "which hurts?"
"It hurts everywhere," she said
He said nothing and gave her a hot water bag.
Warm touch fell on the abdomen a little bit comfortable, but the pain did not ease much.
Her great aunt had never allowed her to visit, and she was sure that life was worse than death.
Mu Beiting tucked in the corner for her, and let Rong Ma cook a little red jujube Soup for her, and then he always stayed by the bedside to accompany her.
Su Xiangwan felt that she would be wrapped like a zongzi, but his eyes were dark and always fell on her face, as if she was beautiful.
"Mu Beiting."
"Yes."
"Come up with me." Her voice was soft and waxy. She looked at him carefully.
He was stunned and thought about taking a bath and going to bed.
Su soon got into his arms and felt warm.
Mu Beiting's body is slightly stiff and his eyes are hanging down.
The last time they had a cold war for several days was caused by where he slept.
He knew she didn't want to, so since the last time he moved home, he had been sleeping in the second bedroom and never mentioned moving back.
And holding her like this is more like a long time ago.
From the abdomen came bursts of falling pain, Su frowned at night, motionless.
He held her tighter: "still hurt?"
"Yes."