Chapter 587

Su Xiangwan sat in the car for a few seconds before getting off slowly.

Mu Beiting did not get up and did not open his mouth.

But the sight has been falling on her body, not willing to move.

She walked up to him and sat down beside him.

Mu Beiting asked people to give her a cushion, Su Xiangwan did not refuse.

As soon as Yao Ji saw her, he immediately came to her spirit.

Constantly arched back and forth at her feet.

Su touched his head in the evening, and he shook his little butt happily.

Su whispered to the evening, "are you jealous?"

"Yes." Mu Beiting answered.

"It's no use being jealous." Sue bent her lips in the evening.

Mu Beiting was silent. This time he didn't make a sound.

They sat on the steps to play with yao ji. Not far away, er Bing's eyes were sad. Some of them looked at yao ji with hatred, and called twice in protest.

How dare you come here to compete with it.

Su smiles at night and asks the servant to call for two cakes.

The setting sun, warm orange afterglow shrouded the two figures.

Two people, two dogs.

The atmosphere is especially warm without the tension before.

Su Xiangwan whispered, "Yao chicken and two cakes, well, the four of us can play mahjong."

But Su Xiangwan was a little melancholy.

Now the single chicken has become a small short leg and a small buttock.

It seems that he doesn't match the commanding general.

If it's still a Samo.

It's going to look like a perfect match.

Is thinking, Mu Beiting slowly opened his mouth: "late night."

"Yes?"

He was silent for a moment and asked softly, "will you hate me?"

Su looked up in the evening and looked at his bloodshot eyes in a trance.

He squeezed out an ugly smile, then drew back his eyes and said: "sometimes, I feel that I am very annoying."

Su Xiangwan was sour and said in a soft voice, "No. I won't hate you. "

His eyes were red and he pursed his lips.

Su Xiangwan whispered: "but sometimes you are very irritating. Your ability is first-class. In the future, the baby can't be like you."

He slowly lowered his eyes, hoarse voice: "if he is angry with you, I will beat him."

Su Xiangwan chuckled, with a touch of water in her eyes: "what can I do if you are angry?"

His lips moved, and after a long time he said slowly, "if I am angry with you, you don't pay attention to me."

His voice is obscure and his words are sad, which makes people feel like they want to cry.

Then he added, "but not too long. I don't want to lose you at all."

"For too long, I might be crazy."

Su Xiangwan has tears gushing in the corner of his eyes and says softly: "good."

"Late, late."

"Yes."

He turned to look at her with a dull pain in his eyes: "I don't seem to be able to do it well."

She was stunned, thinking about the meaning of his words.

Mu Beiting squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying, red eyes and hoarse way: "I have efforts, but I always seem to hurt you."

He looked back, and a dull pain flashed through his eyes.

He just can't control himself sometimes.

He was more and more afraid of losing her.

But the more afraid he is, the more uncontrollable will hurt her.

He thought for a long time last night.

He even wondered if it would be better for her to leave herself.

But when the idea comes to mind, the heart is like being held tightly.

It's too painful to breathe.

He knew that he was becoming more and more possessive.

But he couldn't control it.

"Late, I don't seem to be able to do it well." Mu Beiting spoke softly, not hoarse.