Chapter 1050

Su Xiangwan couldn't, so he got up and sat down beside Mu Beiting and watched him alone on the ground.

Turn to look at the side of the man, a face cold, obviously not good mood.

Su Xiangwan gently held his hand and clasped his fingers: "don't ignore me. I'm flustered."

Mu Beiting is still silent. After all, it is not a matter of a few days for her to leave.

Su sighed to the evening, thinking that he had only been walking for ten days and a half months, he seemed to be unable to return. It was no wonder that he would be angry if he had to go for such a long time.

Su Xiangwan gently kisses his handsome face: "angry you are not handsome."

Mu Beiting still didn't respond, but this meeting has emptied the whole suitcase every year. He was so proud that he sat on the carpet and babbled at Su Xiangwan.

"You coax a while, year by year, 11 o'clock, he should sleep." Sue spoke softly to the evening.

The little guy was already sleepy, but he refused to sleep.

Mu Beiting was silent for a few seconds. Later, he didn't know how to figure it out. He went to the next room every year.

Year after year, she was suddenly picked up by Baba, and she burst into tears in an instant. Her two small hands still kept catching Su Xiangwan, crying bitterly.

Su xiangevening strong take back sight, until the next door closed, cry just a lot less.

Su Xiangwan sat on the ground, a little absent-minded, and even did not have the mind to clean up again.

Silence for a while, can't help but take out the mobile phone to Yuan Xue and send a text message: sister snow, can I stop shooting this movie?

After a while, Yuan Xue's phone call came over and said a pain to her.

Su Xiangwan also knew that he was just on impulse. After hanging up the phone, he got up again and began to pack up.

More than 20 minutes later, the door was opened and Mu Beiting came back.

"Sleep every year?"

Before she could finish her words, she was thrown on the bed by him, and her suitcase was kicked open. She was obviously angry.

This night, she was tossed by him, as if to take off a layer of skin.

As if she was afraid that she would forget herself, how mu Beiting made her hurt, Su Xiangwan cried out of breath, but she could only bear it and did not dare to let him stop.

The next morning.

When the alarm clock rings, Sue gets up in the evening with a pair of swollen eyes.

I haven't packed up my things. I didn't sleep enough last night. I'm in a daze.

When she moved, Mu Beiting also got up. Now there were two pieces of grey, and apparently she didn't sleep well last night.

Since being together, they haven't been separated for so long. It's impossible to say that he doesn't care.

Su Xiangwan flattered him and gave him a kiss on the face. He caught him and gave him a cruel kiss.

Squatting on the ground to continue to pack, not long ago, the door creaked and was pushed open year by year. Little Tuan Zi walked in with his short legs and staggered, a pair of sleepy eyes, apparently not awake.

The sight fixed falls on Su Xiangwan's body and responds for a while, as if to confirm who she is.

Then, hazy vision fell on the box in front of her, staggered to run past, and then sat down in the box, small short legs pressed on a variety of folded clothes, the meaning is self-evident.

Su Xiangwan had a headache, and the father and son were pestering each other.

Now looking at his son, I have to admit that Li Mu Baiqi's nickname is still very appropriate. What year is it called? It should be called sticky bean bag.

"Every year Ma Ma is packing up Sue spoke softly to the evening.

Year after year, I just kept my head down to play with the car in my hand, as if I didn't hear her.