Chapter 487: Tonic Soup
Mu Beiting frowned and looked at the half-open window.
Stepping forward to close it, she walked over to the bed and tucked her legs and arms back under the covers.
Seemingly feeling something, she let out a dissatisfied sigh.
He frowned, but didn't wake up.
He stood by the bed, staring at her small face for a long time, lowering his eyes slightly to hide the pain in his eyes.
Obviously you are so soft all over.
Why is the eccentric heart so hard.
Why didn't you even discuss it with me, why did you lie to me when you came back!
His heart seemed to be tightening a little bit, being squeezed tightly by a big hand, his face turned pale.
He stood by the bed for a long time, turning around and leaving until it was light.
Rong's mother got up early and was preparing breakfast.
"Master, don't you want breakfast?"
Mu Beiting stopped and said in a deep voice, "Don't let her touch the cold water, and turn off the air conditioner."
"yes."
"Don't tell her, I've been back."
After the words fell, he left again.
For a week in a row, Su Xiangwan didn't see Mu Beiting.
But since the last time, she never took the initiative to find him again.
After all, who doesn't have a temper?
At worst, the child will come out with her last name.
But having said that, I don't know what kind of evil has caused Rong's mother recently. She has been cooking all kinds of nourishing soup for her all day long, which indirectly caused her appetite to become worse and worse.
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This evening.
Mu Beiting, Li Mubai, and Rong Chen gathered in the heaven and earth.
On the dance floor, a group of monsters danced wildly, feasting and feasting, and enjoying the money.
Mu Beiting lit a cigarette and sat in the corner, his gaze fell on the enchanting woman on the stage.
He didn't understand the difference between these women and her.
Why did she mock him as a fool, and why he was so mean? It was her.
"Young Master Mu~ Can I sit down?" A woman with long curly hair and big waves, wearing this striped vest and denim shorts, looked at him with a smile on her face.
Mu Beiting glanced at her lightly, but took a deep breath of the cigarette between his fingers.
The woman looks like her in three parts, with the most similar figure and hair.
Seeing that she was silent, the woman sat down next to him with a wine glass, her legs crossed, and the white flowers made people just look at it and feel enchanted.
"Master Mu, have a drink?" The woman poured him a glass of wine.
Handed it to him, but he didn't pick it up.
The woman smiled, and put the wine glass on the tea table in front of his desk: "Young Master Mu really doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade."
With a cigarette in his mouth, Mu Beiting sneered, and squinted at her: "Like me?"
Unexpectedly, when he asked this question, the woman was stunned for a moment.
Then listen to him continue: "Still like my money?"
The woman thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously: "Although our family is not as good as the Mu family, I don't seem to be short of money."
Mu Beiting's eyes darkened, and he sneered.
Taking advantage of the situation, the woman leaned a little closer to him, holding his arm with a hand with dark green nails.
He frowned, and the breath around his body was a little bit cold: "Get your hands away!"
His eyes were cloudy, with a little bit of dark red inside.
The woman's heart tightened, she subconsciously let go of her hand, and smiled a little awkwardly: "Young Master Mu is really self-disciplined, and those who don't know think there is a tigress at home."
Hearing this, he chuckled lightly.
Take the cigarette from your mouth and hold it in your hand.
There is no tigress, but the little wild cat has one.
He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There was no phone number or text message from her.
WeChat has not rang for a long time.
She hadn't seen him for a long time.
The smile in his eyes dissipated, and his eyes were as dark as a deep pool.
Looking up, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he just... misses her.