Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 101 Cupid's Arrow

When Bei Ming heard this, his brows frowned slightly, but he didn't think too much about it, that brat Zhao Suhang confessed his love to her today, if it wasn't for his inconvenience to show up, he would have gone out and cleaned up Zhao Suhang on the spot.So showing up tonight, one is to take her to see the stars, and the other is to let Zhuo Qi pass on the relationship between the two of them to Zhao Suhang, so that the brat will give up.

"When she went to the BM chaebol for an interview, I explained it to her face to face, and said that I forced you not to say it!"

"No need!" Ning Luo refused immediately, then glared, and looked at Bei Minggu sideways in disbelief, "You still want to interview the interns yourself? Let me tell you, you are not allowed to recruit Zhuo Qi and Zhao Suhang!"

It's enough for her to be confused with this ghost alone, and if she recruits Zhuo Qi and Zhao Suhang into the BM chaebol, it will become even more confusing in the future.

"The BM chaebol has always only looked at ability, not relationship. Those who are capable will naturally have a chance. I will not deliberately open the door to the two of them because of you." Bei Minggu said very businesslike.

"Anyway, if you have the ability, you can't recruit!" Ning Luo ordered firmly.

"It's such a beautiful night, let's not keep talking about these unsightly things." Bei Minggu took out a several-storey food box from the side and handed it to her, "I haven't eaten for a day, I'm so hungry, I will feel bad .”

Ning Luo took the food box and opened it. The smell of meat and seafood wafted out, causing her stomach to convulse, but she didn't feel like vomiting. She swallowed, feeling very hungry and wanting to eat.

But she didn't move her chopsticks immediately, but looked at Bei Minggu suspiciously, "Tell me, what do you do with the food you give me every time?" A heartless product with zero IQ.

"One thing has been added." Beiming Gu said calmly.

"What did you add? You wouldn't give me raw food, would you?" Ning Luo frowned, stirring the contents desperately. Although it smelled cooked, she still doubted that it could be What kind of tricks did Bei Minggu use to make her eat raw food as cooked food?

"Don't be too suspicious, it's all cooked food, eat it quickly, or it will be cold if you don't eat it." Bei Minggu's lips curled up with an unfathomable smile, "This is the secret recipe of love. I can't tell you what is added yet. , Just enjoy it obediently."

Ning Luo's beautiful cloud eyes slipped away, thinking that it would be fine if he didn't say anything, anyway, he would have to eat the food he sent, if it was some kind of secret recipe for love, it would be fine, if not, it would be something disgusting added, After asking clearly, I will never want to eat in the future, and I will starve to death.

After thinking clearly, Ning Luo began to eat heartily.

Driving along the coastline, Beisha Bay was half an island away from their original location. There was a natural rock inserted obliquely like a knife, forming a good shelter from the wind. Bei Minggu parked the car on the beach He hugged a blanket and led Ning Luo to the shelter.

From the moment Ning Luo got out of the car, his mouth was closed by the beauty of the stars in the sky, he took off his shoes, opened his arms, and ran towards the beach head-on.

"Slow down, don't get too close to the beach!" Bei Minggu picked up the shoes she had taken off and held them in his hands, and explained loudly, but his voice was lost in the waves.

Ning Luo went crazy at the beach for a while, and then she and Bei Minggu found a place to sit by the sandy beach sheltered from the wind. Bei Minggu put her shoes beside her and put a blanket on her body, "Don't run anymore , hair is all messed up like straw."

"No way." Ning Luo hugged the blanket, grabbed a bunch of hair in front of him without admitting it, and said confidently, "My hair is fine and soft, no matter how I blow it every time, it won't mess up. If you don't believe me, touch it !"

Bei Minggu pinned her locks of hair behind her ears, "I believe, it's just that you are playing with yourself, and I'm a bit silly standing alone."

Uh……

The boss of the dignified BM chaebol would call himself stupid?
Ning Luo pouted, "Actually, I didn't want to play with myself. I wanted to take you to play. The problem is that our age gap is too big and the generation gap is serious. I don't know how to play with you. Besides, you originally looked like It's kind of boring!"

"I'm only eight years older than you." Bei Minggu reminded, "I'm so perfect, how can I have such a boring face? It's because you never really appreciated me."

so perfect?Shameless!

Ning Luo rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you hear other people say that there is a generation gap at three years old, and two generations at six years old? You are 8 years older than me, and it is almost three generation gaps. This generation gap is not serious? Besides, how tall are you?" Perfect, always deadpan, that's a poker face!"

Bei Ming gritted his teeth after thinking about it, and really had the urge to strangle this girl to death.

Can't chat anymore!Does this girl still want to watch the stars and the moon with him?It's so pissing off!
"Uh, you don't think you're old and ashamed after I tell you the truth, do you?" Seeing that he was sullen and stopped talking, Ning Luo poked his arm, looked up at him and asked .

"You think I have such a glassy heart?" Bei Minggu's face was full of unhappiness.

"How do I know if you have a heart of glass or a heart of steel?" Ning Luo shook his head violently, expressing that he still doesn't know him well, "Some people look like Siberian tigers but have a sheep's heart. He's like a bad guy, but judging from his recent performance, he's quite chivalrous and tender, so maybe he has a glass heart!"

"Look at the stars!" Bei Minggu tossed down three words, completely unwilling to chat anymore.

If he continued talking, he was afraid that he would be described as horrible. Although he had a heart of steel worthy of the name, if he was hit by her again, he might melt into a puddle of blood.

"Okay, look at the stars!" Ning Luo straightened her waist, hugged the blanket and began to look at the stars seriously.

Looking at it, she suddenly asked: "Hey, tell me, there are so many stars, which one will Cupid's arrow shoot at?"

Bei Minggu looked at her profile, and replied helplessly, "Cupid shot the heart, not the star!"

"Of course I know that Cupid shot a heart." Ning Luo picked up a stone and drew two connected hearts on the beach. An arrow passed through the two hearts, and she pointed at the two hearts with a happy smile.

It's a pity that before he had time to explain the two hearts, Bei Minggu frowned, "Kang Ningluo, you have to go to make up art classes, even the two hearts are drawn in different sizes."

"Do you understand romance?" Ning Luo pouted angrily and glared at him, "This is your heart, this is my heart, will your heart be the same size as mine? If it is the same size, you will be bigger than mine So much taller!"

When the words fell, I heard an extremely pleasant chuckle ringing in my ears.

Ning Luo raised his eyes and saw that Bei Minggu's iceberg face had already melted, and he was smiling extremely enchantingly at this moment, even looking at her with a warming charm in his eyes, he immediately felt that he had been fooled, "Okay Ah, you are deliberately forcing me to say that the painting is about you and my heart!"

"If you don't love me, why do you let Cupid's arrow tie our hearts together, huh?" He curled his lips and asked slightly proudly.

Ning Luo blushed, feeling a little annoyed for a moment. She always had sharp teeth, but now she was so questioned that she couldn't answer. A feeling of embarrassment came to her heart, and she stretched out her hand to wipe off the heart shape drawn on the ground.

Bei Minggu grabbed her wrist quickly, "Dare to rub it off, I'll make you look good!"

When he said threatening words, his tone was soft and not intimidating at all, so Ning Luo was not afraid of him at all, and he asked rhetorically, "I drew it myself, and I can rub it as I like, you have no right to control it!"

"Okay, I have no right to control." Bei Minggu let go of her wrist, leaned close to her ear, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Then rub it as you like, and when it's over, I'll make your man into a heart shape, without Cupid arrows, I will shoot you with my own arrows."

"..." Ning Luo's face turned red instantly, and he cursed angrily, "Rogue!"

I really don't know if it's because her own thoughts are too rich, or if Bei Minggu meant that in what she said originally, in short, she just thought wrongly, seriously!

Bei Minggu smiled "hehe", like a series of low and pleasant bells ringing in her ears, but she was so scared by his success that she didn't dare to rub the heart shape on the sand anymore, hugging the blanket and said in a muffled voice : "I can't chat anymore. Now there is not only a generation gap problem, but also a quality problem. I am sure that our quality is not at the same level. It is really impossible to communicate happily!"

"Then use the heart to communicate." Beiming Gu's big palm suddenly wrapped her little hand, clenched her little hand into a fist and placed it on the small heart shape, "If the heart cannot communicate, you can still use the body to communicate. In short, there are many ways. There is no generation gap.”

Physical communication?
Ning Luo's heart trembled, she didn't want it!

In order to prevent Bei Ming and Gu Zhen from using the method of "body communication" to communicate with her, Ning Luo did not dare to do it again now, and obediently clenched his fists on the heart shape and remained motionless.

Bei Minggu smiled in satisfaction, and also clenched his fist into another heart shape, next to her fist, then took out her mobile phone, snapped a few photos, nodded and said: " Alright, a few more face selfies."

After finishing the sentence, he put his arms around Ning Luo and snapped two consecutive photos.

Ning Luo didn't even pose properly, nor did she smooth her hair. She thought that she must be very ugly in the photo, so she grabbed the phone and opened the photo album to look at it. As a result, her eyes widened suddenly. Why is there only her in it? There is no Bei Ming Gu.

"You didn't come out with your body, why are you taking pictures with a ghost!" Seeing that there was only himself inside, Ning Luo felt a little disappointed inexplicably, and reached out to bump Bei Minggu, and bumped several times, but he didn't respond.

Ning Luo hurriedly raised his head to look at him, but saw that his palms were waxy, his face was also waxy, and his eyes were blinking.

Ning Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he threw the phone and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?" The ghost is afraid of light, what kind of flashlight did he use to take selfies, wouldn't he be blind?

"It's okay, a few flashes are not enough to hurt me." Bei Minggu's palms and face recovered quickly, and his eyes were as deep as a pool. He glanced at the photo on the phone lying on the sand, and said disappointedly, "Forget it, in the future Find a chance to retake with your body."

(End of this chapter)