The phone rang for a long time, until the automatic hang up, Mu Beiting did not answer.
Su Xiangwan frowned and called again, but this time, the phone was directly hung up.
Su Xiangwan sat on the sofa, looking at the mobile phone.
After thinking about it, I thought he was probably busy, so I didn't think much about it.
He didn't come back until midnight.
Su Xiangwan was a little angry, and wechat sent him a message asking where he was.
After a while, his message came back.
Only two words, busy.
Su Xiangwan's anger subsided and asked him when he would be back.
But this time, there was no news.
After taking a bath in the evening, Su went to bed and recited the script. She planned to wait for him to come back.
But I've been busy all day and my eyelids are heavy.
Before long, she went to sleep, frowning slightly, as if very uneasy.
Midnight.
Su Xiang went to bed at night, feeling nothing but pressure on herself.
It's like what's biting your mouth with a touch of wine.
Vaguely open his eyes, is on his tiny red eyes.
The bedside lamp was on, and he was still cool. He was sucking her lips hard, and his tongue was turning and licking in her mouth.
Her hand fell lightly on his forehead and pushed her hair up.
He has a strong smell of alcohol and tobacco.
"Drinking." She spoke softly, a little distressed.
He gazed at her and said nothing.
A few seconds later, she pressed on her soft lips again, biting wildly.
It's like catharsis.
It's like revenge again!
"Well It hurts... " Su xiangevening subconsciously whimpered, the pain overflowed a wipe of tears.
He ignored her and clasped her hand.
From lips to neck, and then to clavicle Kiss her over and over.
There was a faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth. His kiss became deeper and deeper, and he repeatedly bit.
At first, she tried to respond.
But in the end, it's totally passive and hard to breathe.
He is like a wild beast, trying to absorb from her body, a little rough.
I don't know how long after, both of them were breathing heavily.
His desire began to clamor against her legs.
He stopped slowly, his head buried in her neck socket and said nothing.
Su Xiangwan gently stroked his hair and said in a warm voice, "does the headache hurt? I'll ask Mama Rong to make you some wake-up wine soup. "
His eyes were slightly red, and he slowly raised his head and looked directly at her.
Women in the warm light, gentle eyebrows, like he can not escape fate.
Oh, but why could she be as if nothing had happened?
Why isn't she even a little sad?
His eyes were a little cold, and a little depressed.
Su xiangevening slightly frowned, small hand holding his handsome face, light voice way: "what's the matter?"
Mu Beiting sneered and took her hand away.
Suddenly he got up and said in a cold voice, "no need."
He turned and went into the bathroom without looking back.
Su got up slowly and looked at the time.
It's two thirty in the morning.
What's wrong with him?
She's pregnant. Why is it like he's got pregnancy syndrome?
Can a man have this problem?
Su Xiangwan took out his mobile phone and checked it carefully.
Until he came out of the bath, she put down her mobile phone to pour him a cup of warm water, slightly toot small mouth dissatisfaction way: "I call you, you do not answer."
Looking at the water she handed over, he didn't pick it up.
The heart is like a huge stone, hard to breathe.
Su looked up at him at night and couldn't help saying, "what's wrong with you? Is that what's wrong with you?"
A sneer flashed across his eyes: "what's the matter? You shouldn't know better than me