Chapter 80
"I don't dare, I don't even dare to be killed." Su Xiangwan bit her lip, but she refused to accept it in her heart.
Hearing the sound, Mu Beiting's face softened a little.
As soon as he escaped from the clutches, Su Xiangwan hurried into the bathroom and looked over his shoulder in the mirror.
Mmm... red and swollen.
She thinks that this time she is really going to recuperate from her injuries.
Sure enough, there is a price to pay for installing a fork.
But at this moment, Mu Beiting watched her fleeing back, and fell silent.
What happened to him recently, as long as he thought of what she said just now, he would feel blocked.
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After tidying up the kitchen, Mu Beiting connected her to a hot water pipe. After all, she is a woman, and it's not good to use cold water too often.
It was dark, and Su Xiangwan lay on the bed and read the script.
After a while, I heard his movements.
Su Xiangwan turned over and turned his back to the door, so he didn't intend to talk to him.
Bastard, bite so hard.
She decided to ignore him for a while.
Mu Beiting glanced at the little thing on the bed. She was wearing pink pajamas, facing him with her round buttocks, holding up the script and looking at it, as if she was going to ignore him to the end.
He didn't say anything, he went to the sofa and took a few documents and looked down at them.
The documents were sent by Shangwen just now, and after he decided to sleep here, he asked Shangwen to send the tools for repairing the water pipes along with the documents to be used tomorrow.
The light in the room is very warm, with a touch of silence, only the occasional sound of pages being turned can be heard.
After reading the script for about an hour, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, your little face flushes a little bit.
Tight and powerful arms, perfect eight-pack abs and mermaid lines, coupled with that handsome face that makes people angry with God, it still makes people not to read the script carefully!
While thinking like this, Mu Beiting seemed to be aware of her gaze, and suddenly raised his eyes, his deep gaze met her across the air.
She was caught right on the spot, and hurriedly dodged away.
"You...you put on your clothes."
"What?" Mu Beiting asked lightly.
Su Xiangwan sat up from the bed, her hair was a little messy, but her small face became fairer and more pleasant.
"Without clothes, I always feel... feel..."
"What?"
"I feel like I'm going to be a hooligan."
Su Xiangwan bit her lips and opened her mouth, feeling a little guilty.
In fact, I didn't really think that he was playing a hooligan, but I felt that it was too tempting, and I was afraid that I couldn't help but want to do something to him.
Hearing the sound, Mu Beiting raised his eyebrows and said, "If you're really playing hooligans."
Su Xiangwan's face flushed slightly, his eyes rolled and he said softly, "If you really play tricks on me, then I... will follow you."
Mu Beiting choked for breath, his throat tightened a little.
Did she know that what she said was like an invitation.
Even though she obviously didn't do anything, he felt an instant impulse to do something to her.
Seeing his eyes getting more intense, Su Xiangwan felt a little uneasy.
But when he thought of his dysfunction, he felt relieved again, and said with some regret: "It's getting late, I'm going to bed."
With that said, he put down the script and fell asleep with his back turned to him.
Mu Beiting's face was a little ugly, what did she mean?
Sleep after teasing?
And what did that sentence imply?
But in fact, Su Xiangwan didn't think too much about it, but felt that he couldn't play hooligans with him, so he never followed, that's what he said.
Seeing that she really started to sleep, Mu Beiting was very angry. It felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat, making him choke uncomfortably.