Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke didn't understand why Beiming night was like that all of a sudden. Until the end of the matter, he let go of her and still couldn't figure it out.

When the man left her completely, she had a feeling that she could hardly stand. Her legs trembled slightly and almost fell down.

I don't know how long this fierce battle lasted. Fortunately, no one came in to have a look on the way.

She has been afraid, afraid that the door will be suddenly opened, afraid that her appearance will be seen.

Until he left, she just raised almost no strength of fiber arm, hurriedly pull his clothes.

The coat was torn and the skirt was torn in two. This A man is not as good as a beast!

The clothes were torn in such a way that even if she put all the cloth back on her body, she could not get out.

The most attractive young man in the empire is the one who can't resist wearing his clothes. After finishing everything, the most attractive young man in the empire is the one who can't resist wearing his clothes.

Mingke clenches his torn collar and stares at his tall back with resentful eyes. He just wants to tear him up.

Why can't everyone see the scene of his beast? Why are there so many girls pressing up to see him like bees seeing sugar? Do they know how bad and mean this man is?

"Why don't you come and sit down?" He went back to his desk and sat down. With a "pop", he lit a cigar again. Looking back, his indifferent eyes fell on her.

This appearance of being bullied and pitied made him just look at it, but he couldn't help feeling hot. The evil idea that he had just been satisfied suddenly grew up again.

He took back his eyes and looked back at the laptop screen. His voice was light, cool and indifferent: "it seems that there are girls' clothes in the lounge."

Mingke went to the rest room step by step with a heavy and slow pace.

His eyes moved away from the screen. As soon as he looked up, he could see her thin and delicate figure as she walked to the lounge. Her slender legs were still shaking slightly, obviously accusing him of his ferocity.

It turned out that he really started so hard

When he raised his hand, the cigar was sent to his lips for a deep breath, and the fingertip of his right hand was still on the mouse, but his eyes never left her figure until she pushed open the door of the rest room and the figure disappeared behind the door.

The cigar goes to his mouth again. He takes a long breath and stares at the computer screen, but his mind is a little lax.

Recently, it seems that I am too attached to her body, which is not very good, but I can't refuse it, just like a drug addict.

A little annoyed to dial the bangs, again a deep breath of smoke, and then concentrate on work.

Mingke found several sets of women's clothes in the wardrobe of the rest room. At first, she thought it was Yu Feifan's, but when she looked at it, she found that it was surprisingly consistent with her figure.

This is not Yu Feifan's clothes. Yu Feifan is at least half a head taller than her, and her skeleton is bigger than her. She should not wear this kind of small size clothes.

But she would never imagine that these clothes were specially prepared for her. She had not narcissistic enough to think that she could really get some favor from him.

I don't know if it's the girl who used to wait on him. However, no matter who it is, she appreciates them. Without the clothes they left, she really doesn't know how to go back to school tonight.

Can she go back to school tonight?

When he came out of the rest room, Beiming night had been engaged in the busy work, and his expression was not serious, but when he didn't speak, he had a cold breath that was hard to get close to.

It is said that men have to rest for a period of time to recover after finishing that kind of thing. Why is this man always different from others? After every time, can you still appear in front of everyone with such a strong posture?

It's like her. Up to now, her body is still aching

However, this is not what she should be concerned about now. Now, she is more concerned about her own future.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, it was almost seven o'clock. When it came up, it was only four o'clock. In a flash, more than two hours passed like this.

No wonder he hasn't left at this time, and he has to work hard It's the same for workaholics.

"Sir..." She called in a low voice. He didn't respond. She asked in a low voice, "may I go now?"

He still didn't respond. Mingke was relieved at last. In order not to disturb him, he went to the door with light steps.

The long finger just fell on the handle of the door, and before he could open the door, his voice came from behind: "ten million a night, it's not worth playing like this."

Mingke was stunned and took a cold breath. He didn't even have the courage to look back at him.She clenched her hand hard. Although she knew that in this transaction, in his eyes, she was just a plaything, when she heard him say so, she could not deny that she was still stabbed in the chest.

It's not because I feel hurt by him, but because I feel dignity is trampled on the ground again.

The man behind closed his notebook and seemed to be cleaning it up. She just stood by the door and didn't speak or do anything else.

He won't let her go. She can do nothing but compromise.

Just as Beiming night put away his notebook and stood up, an unhappy voice came out of the door: "it's still so late. Is it really so busy?"

The sound insulation effect of the office in the northern night is so good. If you don't go to the door, you can't hear the voice of people outside.

She was startled, subconsciously want to back open, don't want the door to be pushed open, a person came in from the outside, a palm to push the door open, "bang" directly hit on Mingke's head.

"Boss, what's the matter with you? How can you leave Feifan alone... " Before she finished, she found that she had bumped into someone. When she looked aside, she saw a pink girl about twenty standing by, holding her head and humming.

Yi Tang ran after her. Before he had time to apologize to Beiming night, he saw the tall figure of Beiming night in everyone's sight and came to the door.

He buttoned Mingke's wrist and pulled her hand away: "raise your head."

Mingke was so painful that he was about to burst into tears. The door of his office was really heavy. It's hard for the man to push it away quickly and hit his forehead. He suddenly fell into darkness.