Chapter 240 Don't Recognize People When Wearing Clothes

He lowered his head slightly and didn't move.

After a few seconds, the big hand was slowly taken out.

He said in a low voice: "From now on, kissing scenes are not allowed, even borrowing seats."

Her eyelashes were slightly wet and she didn't make a sound.

His tone softened a little, and he kissed her lightly again, and said in a low voice, "I'll kiss you as soon as you pat me."

Mu Beiting let her go slowly, lit a cigarette, his eyes darkened.

Su Xiangwan sat up slowly, his whole body limp.

He spoke again: "I sent someone to find you a substitute, come over at noon."

Su Xiangwan pursed her lips slightly, but remained silent.

The two stalemate for ten minutes.

After he exhausted one cigarette, he pulled her into his arms and coaxed her in a low voice: "I'll go back to buy you something delicious tonight. Be good."

Su Xiangwan snorted softly, determined to be a man with backbone.

He raised his hand slightly, trying to wipe away the spent lipstick for her.

Su Xiangwan dodged reflexively.

He frowned, pressed her little head, and said in a low voice, "The lipstick is gone."

His thumb landed on the corner of her lips and rubbed against her vigorously.

Su Xiangwan gasped, "It hurts..."

He laughed lowly: "I can't rub it off."

"You're sick of it."

Su Xiangwan pushed him away, trying to get a mirror, but realized that he didn't bring it at all.

Mu Beiting pulled up the fender in the middle of the car, and Su Xiangwan poked her head forward. The bright red color she painted today was still matte.

It would take the whole chin, like being bitten by a dog.

Can't clean it at all.

Su Xiangwan poked his head forward a few minutes, and the driver beside him, who was pretending to be dead, was stiff.

Mu Beiting leaned back on the armchair and couldn't help lighting another cigarette. His gaze fell on her small face, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Su Xiangwan rubbed hard for a while, only to realize that there was a living person in front of him.

It just so happened that this living person kept his eyes closed and muttered non-stop.

She frowned and listened with pricked ears.

"See no evil...don't hear what is evil...don't see what is evil...don't hear what is evil..."

Su Xiangwan was very angry and became angry from embarrassment.

With a snap, the middle baffle was lowered again.

He chuckled and seemed to be in a good mood.

Su Xiangwan gave him a hard look, glanced at his finger holding the cigarette out of the corner of his eye, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked away unnaturally.

Mu Beiting's heart was about to melt, and he inexplicably liked to see her with exquisite makeup but was tossed into a mess by himself.

Pulling a paper towel and rubbing it repeatedly for a long time, half of his face was almost wiped off. Su Xiangwan turned to look at him, and asked angrily, "Did you drop it?"

Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows: "No."

"asshole!"

Su Xiangwan continued to rub while cursing, her cheeks were burning hot.

Mu Beiting reminded in a deep voice: "If you can't rub it off, you have to lick it."

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

Su Xiangwan's face flushed red, and he almost cried when he glared at him.

After a few seconds, she turned around and got out of the car.

It was better to be seen than to be with him!

Mu Beiting looked at her back and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

I called Shangwen and asked him to take care of the director and producer, so as not to make things difficult for a little thing because of him.

Su Xiangwan ran all the way into the bathroom with his head down, looking at himself in the mirror with red and swollen lips, tears were about to fall out of his eyes.

After wiping his face again with a wet tissue, the WeChat on his phone rang again.

What do I want to do with you: [Look at my name. 】

I feel cute: [GUN.]

What do I want to say to you: [Wanwan, you don't recognize anyone when you put on your clothes. 】

Feeling cute: [You shut up! 】