Chapter 1240

The line of sight falls out of the window, the street lights, still prosperous.

In the rush of traffic, the night is particularly quiet.

She looked out of the window, but he came up again, gently kissing her side face and saying in a warm voice, "what are you thinking?"

Su Xiangwan returned to his senses and wrung his eyebrows and said, "this is not my way back. Shangwen, turn left at the next intersection and take Wenying South Road."

Suddenly called to the name, Shangwen an exciting, straight back a few minutes, from the rearview mirror peek at his president's reaction.

Sure enough, hearing this, he saw his president's face sink down: "you dare!"

Su Xiangwan looked back at him: "what dare you, I don't go home this way, Shangwen, turn the next intersection."

"If you dare to turn left, get out of the car!" Mu Beiting spoke in a cold voice.

Shangwen's throat is a little dry. I don't know who to listen to. I feel bitter in my heart.

It's a fight between hell and the devil.

The car immediately passed the turning direction of the intersection, Su Xiangwan angrily glared at Mu Beiting.

His face softened a little, pulled her into his arms, and said in a warm voice, "I'll send someone to bring your things over tomorrow."

"No, you send me back. I promised to go back with him every night." Su spoke seriously to the evening.

Mu Beiting wrung his eyebrows and thought of the little ghost. He frowned and said, "I'll let Shangwen take it back."

"Who said I was going back with you? You are limiting my personal freedom. " Su Xiangwan glanced at him, a little puzzled.

This man is not amnesia, how the first time he saw her, he wanted to take her home.

She naturally wanted to go back, but Han Che also took care of her for so long, she always wanted to say hello.

What's more, the man still doesn't remember her. It's very angry to think about it.

She didn't want to go back with him today.

As for letting Mu Beiting go to Hanche together, she is a little afraid that someone's nose will be crooked.

Mu Beiting seemed to see through what she thought and said slowly, "believe me or not, I will tie you at home."

Su Xiangwan breathed a little, and on his dark eyes, he felt deep and dangerous, with a sense of groundless oppression, which made her a little difficult to breathe.

She knew that he was telling the truth.

She looked away a little uneasily.

Well, she kind of takes this man for a lamb.

But mu Beiting is mu Beiting, and he who has lost his memory is still Mu Beiting.

It seems that his tone has been a little heavy. Mu Beiting's attitude eased a little bit, and he circled her in his arms and murmured, "late, don't leave me behind."

Su Xiangwan's heart was slightly smothered. He couldn't bear it.

Glancing at him, he confessed: "go back, go back, Shangwen will have to pick up every year."

Su Xiangwan thought about it for a while, but he was home.

At the sound, Mu Beiting's face softened a little.

The car stopped steadily, and did not wait for Su to react in the evening, he picked her up and walked directly into the villa.

"You let me down!" Su Xiangwan was startled. When the reaction came over, she beat him on the chest and whispered.

Mu Beiting bent his lips and swept his eyes from her small face: "don't let it go."

"Mu Beiting!" Su Xiangwan bit gnashing her teeth.

Mu Beiting doesn't pay attention to her at all. Instead, he carries people upstairs and walks into the bedroom.

Su Xiangwan didn't know what he was going to do and struggled to run.

He kicked on the bedroom door, threw her on the bed, pulled off the tie, and the whole person pressed it up, covering her lips fiercely. His soft tongue went straight into her mouth to pry her teeth.