Chapter 450 Don't Make Mistakes

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

Li Xiaoxiao shuddered, her face turned pale, and she was not feeling well.

That... those, turned out to be for... for her.

Su Xiangwan smiled like a strange aunt: "So, don't let him touch you, don't let him touch you with a single finger."

Xiaoxiao tugged at her hand: "Wanwan, I'm scared."

At this time, a deep and steady voice sounded behind him: "Miss Su's lesson seems not enough."

Su Xiangwan froze, do you want to be so unlucky?

This person walks silently?

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

At some point, Si Mocheng appeared behind the two of them, met Li Xiaoxiao's dazed eyes, and said slowly, "Don't listen to her."

Li Xiaoxiao still stared at him blankly, without any reaction.

His eyes were dark: "Did you hear that?"

A few seconds later, Li Xiaoxiao nodded slowly, not daring to look into his deep eyes.

He reached out and rubbed her head: "Good boy."

She managed to dodge, drooping her head but still thinking about what Wan Wan said just now.

He stared at her for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "Adjutant Zhang bought the things. If you make a mistake, you should be punished."

Li Xiaoxiao slowly raised her small head to look at him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Si Mocheng looked deeply, and said slowly: "So, don't make mistakes."

Li Xiaoxiao's face turned pale, and her nerves that had been relaxed suddenly tensed again.

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After that day, Su Xiangwan never paid much attention to Mu Beiting.

The attitude is always neither salty nor weak, occasionally responding twice.

Strictly speaking, even cold.

Mu Beiting had just calmed down and felt a little irritable.

He just couldn't see her being so cold to him.

But unfortunately, Liu Yuerong seemed to have noticed some clues, and stared at the two of them when she had nothing to do.

So much so that he had to settle down.

On New Year's Eve, Su Yufei came back.

After seeing Mu Beiting, his eyes lit up, but after several days of torture, he had no strength at all.

He said a few good things attentively, but didn't get any good results, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, except for Su Yufei's family sitting in front of the coffee table making dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Mu Beiting usually never watched it, feeling bored.

But now, watching her sitting beside her with a dumpling wrapper on her snow-white palm, placing the fillings, and watching her fingers sticking to the flour knead the dough bit by bit, he also finds it interesting.

But it didn't take long for him to feel a little jealous of the dumplings in her hands.

Her hands are so pretty, so white and thin, but it's just that she hasn't held them for a long time.

"How to pack it, teach me." He raised his eyes slightly, and whispered beside her.

Su Xiangwan couldn't believe that he couldn't learn after watching it for so long.

He gave him a blank look and remained silent.

"Teach or not?" he asked.

"I won't teach." Without raising her head, she simply refused, with a somewhat indifferent attitude.

He approached casually, and whispered in her small and delicate ear: "Wanwan, do you know that every time you treat me coldly, I want to kill you on the bed."

Su Xiangwan felt a chill run down his spine, and his hands began to tremble.

The half-wrapped dumpling fell from his hand with a soft sound.

Su Zhiguo and Liu Yuerong looked up at her.

Su Xiangwan picked up the dumpling pretending to be calm, without saying a word.

When the two looked away, she gave him a wary look, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

He looked at her with cold eyes, his lips curved slightly.

He didn't ask any questions, but kept staring at her. Her heart was beating hard. Fortunately, he was called away not long after.

Mu Beiting walked to the window impatiently.