Beloved of Bossy President

"For what?" This time, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't earn Mu Zijin's big hand. In addition, occasionally there were three or two students walking along the path. She was afraid that they would be entangled here, so she had to keep up with him.

However, on the path outside the woods, she stopped and was unwilling to go there.

Mu Zijin looks back at her. She seems to have no sense of resistance to the forest. What she doesn't know is that she once experienced something similar to being invaded by a man there Maybe it's true, not necessarily.

His eyes slightly narrowed, looking at her dejected appearance, suddenly close to a few minutes, quietly asked: "you and Beiming night have been here?"

He knew that this year's school anniversary, the night of the northern underworld, was present. The cooperation between their association and the imperial group should also start after that day.

He would come to such a place on the night of the northern underworld and engage in fund-raising movies with a group of children. In the past, he would never believe it.

Hearing him speak of the three words "northern night", the name was obviously startled, and the whole person suddenly became cold.

"No She shook her head vigorously.

"I really want to help you." Mu Zi Jin lightly vomited a breath, this time didn't pay attention to her resistance, forced to pull her, directly walked to the woods, came to the two rockeries.

"I'm not going there!" After seeing his destination clearly, mingkedun exclaimed and tried to break him away.

Don't want to Mu Son Jin suddenly bend over, classics picked up her whole, lift a step to those two rockeries to walk: "want to be seen, you can shout aloud."

Her scream just burst out of her throat, and before she could break out, she was blocked back by his words.

Looking at the two rockeries, she breathed more and more quickly, and her heart became more and more flustered. She unconsciously tightened his skirt, and her tears almost fell down.

Is she destined to be bullied by these people and be in this place? What did she do wrong? Why didn't they let her go? Why?

She was really scared by her own memories. The northern night was here at the beginning, almost humiliating her. She also gave Shanshan's mobile phone to her, so that she could see the photos that she could never forget.

She resisted this place inexplicably. Every time she went to the club, she always wanted to stay away from here, away from the two rockeries.

She's not coming here!

Because she was so frightened, she was like a trapped rabbit. She only knew how to hold his coat tightly and even forgot to breathe.

The two rockeries are getting closer and closer.

Just when she was in a panic and was ready to call for help, the two rockeries suddenly swept past her. Mu Zijin quickened her pace, bypassed the rockery and went to the retro pavilion not far away.

The two rockeries gradually fade away in the sight, and Mingke's consciousness is just a little bit. When she reacts, Mu Zijin has put her on the stone chair under the pavilion, standing in front of her and looking down at her.

Mingke subconsciously raised his head and looked up at him. Suddenly, he felt that he was familiar with such a tall existence and the feeling of being oppressed.

She couldn't help thinking of Beiming night, the man who often threw her on the bed, then stood beside the bed and looked down on her like a God.

After a while, she took back her eyes, hugged her legs and stopped looking at him.

Mu Zijin sat down beside her, put his long arm on the back of the stone chair, looked up at the boundless and deep night, his eyes were as deep as water: "how did he force you to stay with him? Threatening you with your family, or photos? "

She suddenly looked up at his more delicate and perfect side face in the moonlight. Her two lips moved slightly, but she didn't say a word.

"It seems that he really used some means." Mu Zijin's eyes drew back from the sky, like the moonlight, and fell on her more and more pale face: "I misunderstood you, and almost forced you to death. I'm sorry I seldom say sorry to people in my life. In recent years, you are probably the first one. "

His words are still cold, but she can't hear how warm he is. She doesn't know what makes him such a rich young man often appear in an indifferent manner.

However, he was really cold, but his voice softened slowly: "you are totally different from those women I know. At that time, as compensation, tell me why you can't do without him, and I'll help you."

Her thin lips still gently shake a few times, small hands in the dark unconsciously tight.

His eyes are cool, in this June day, not only there is no chill, but it gives people a fresh and quiet feeling.

For a moment, Mingke almost blurted out the whole story under his soft eyes. For more than two weeks, she has been under pressure that others can't imagine. No one can share it with her, even her closest father and best friend Xiao Xiang.

When the pressure is high, she even feels that crying is a waste of energy, because her strength has to stay to cope with the northern night.Now suddenly there is such a person, he said, he can help her, as long as she said

But at last, she just drew back her eyes on his face, slowly loosened her ten fingers, and breathed out a breath. She said, "you can't help."

Sliding down from the stone chair, she looked back at him, with a faint voice, a bit of natural coldness: "if you sincerely apologize, then I accept it. In the future, we don't owe each other. I hope you don't come to me again."

He looked up, eyes still cool, but also looking at her, the fundus has not too many waves: "not even friends?"

"People who are not in the same world are not suitable to be friends." She reluctantly smile, turned to leave: "if you really feel sorry for me, it's better not to disturb, I have an exam tomorrow morning, go back first."

"I really like you a little bit." Mu Zijin stood up behind him and walked over: "don't say these, I will come to you in the future. Since there is an exam tomorrow, I will send you back to have a good rest."

Mingke didn't say anything. This time I was walking with him on the path in the forest, and my heart was no longer as uneasy as just now.

What do you like or don't like? Maybe rich people's CHILDES are the same. Anyway, they just like it. They don't have to be responsible. They are really fools.

Leaving the woods, walking on the brightly lit campus path, not surprisingly, there is only a super tough handsome guy around, and the turning back rate is almost 100%.

It's the best not to come to her in the future. She doesn't like to live such a life that is watched by countless eyes.

Mu Zijin finally left, in casually find an excuse to deal with Xiao Xiang, name can finally lie back to the familiar quilt, after a sleep until dawn.