After brushing for more than an hour, Su Xiangwan was also a little tired.
Put the mobile phone aside and start to think about it.
Although a while ago, when she came back, microblogging and news were all talking about her and Mu Beiting.
But at this time, Meng Xiaolan, an unknown actor, was exposed by some so-called "insiders", which seemed to be a bit intriguing.
Su Xiangwan droops her eyes and thinks about it. I'm afraid it's Meng Xiaolan's handwriting.
However, the woman was so cautious and intelligent that she did not show up or criticize her publicly.
But now, under the guidance of these microblogs and a lot of soul chicken soup, she has obviously become a infatuated and unrepentant victim. Even though she has been humiliated and hurt, she is still silent, which is particularly distressing.
Su Xiangwan didn't care about it either. He was playing with rotten means in his last life.
I can't make any waves.
Su Xiangwan lost his mobile phone and ran to pester Beiting, regardless of whether he was busy.
Pushing open the door of the study, he was dressed in formal clothes, with a stern face. She bumped over and said, "Mu Beiting, how can you dress so formally?"
Mu Beiting's eyes were slightly stagnant, and without waiting to open his mouth, he felt that his arms were heavy and had a soft little thing.
Su ran straight to him in the evening and sat on his leg, which was very annoying.
Mu Beiting's whole body was stiff, and his eyebrows jumped. He said in a deep voice, "don't make trouble."
"I'm not." Sue put his arm around his neck in the evening and refused.
"Listen, I'm busy." Mu Beiting spoke with warm voice.
Su Xiang evening flat flat small mouth way: "you are not tired of me."
"No Mu Beiting denied.
"Then kiss me..." Su Xiangwan was very angry at the thought of his romantic debt. Although he knew that it was not his fault, the old lady Mu bullied him with a bad brain.
Mu Beiting's eyes are deep, staring at her.
"Are you kissing or not?" Sue is getting a little hot in the evening.
This person used to hold on to her all day, which would make him kiss him again with a reluctant look.
Mu Beiting had no choice but to peck her lip.
Su Xiangwan turned to sit on his lap, put his arm around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him: "don't you look at other women, they are not as good-looking as I am."
"Well, you'd better watch." Mu Beiting said softly.
Su snorted to the evening, "it's almost the same."
After that, she kisses his lips again and drops her eyes gently, gentle and serious.
Mu Beiting's breathing was disordered and pushed her away. After all, he didn't have the habit of kissing live in front of people: "don't make noise."
Seeing him push her away, Su Xiangwan's eyes turned red and looked at him wrongly.
In the evening, I sighed in Beiting
Su Xiangwan was stiff and staring at him.
A few seconds later, he turned to look at the computer, and his face turned red. Then he saw a round table on the computer screen with more than 20 people sitting.
Looking up again, on the wall opposite the desk, a huge display screen magnifies the scene on the computer.
She looked at the heads as if they were sitting opposite.
Su Xiangwan was embarrassed and angry, and was a little angry: "why don't you tell me when you have another meeting."
Mu Beiting looked at her embarrassment and chuckled: "you don't allow me to speak."
"I don't want you to say..."
Before Su Xiangwan finished his words, he suddenly realized that he meant that she was kissing him. She glared at him angrily and ran out of his study.