Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke was startled by the figure suddenly appearing in his line of sight. Captain of Liancheng? How could he be here?

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xiang opened her eyes and stared at her.

"He..." Mingke just took a look at Xiao Xiang, but when he looked back, he had disappeared the figure of Beiming Liancheng.

There are so many people at the bottom that there is no shadow at all. Isn't it Just now is oneself dazzled?

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xiang frowned and looked out of the window with her.

The street was full of people, but she didn't see any familiar figure. Who did she see?

Mingke didn't see the existence of Beiming Liancheng any more. She rubbed her eyes, but she said with a smile: "nothing, I'm wrong."

Two people eat and say, imperceptibly, the time for lunch has passed.

"I'll have to go back later." Xiao Xiang put the things Mingke gave her away and put them in the bag: "it's almost new year's day. You should go back to accompany them as soon as possible. Although you don't need to do anything, you have to accompany the elderly more, communicate with them more and cultivate more feelings."

"I know, when did you get so wordy?" Xiaoming asked the waiter to settle the bill and left the restaurant with her.

Because they didn't call Yi Tang in advance, they didn't go to the garage and went straight to the street when the meeting went down.

Xiao Xiang is ready to take a taxi back, but did not expect that Mingke would also take a taxi himself.

Seeing her doubts, she laughably said: "I didn't plan to go back so early, so I didn't call them in advance. Who knows you want to go back to see elder brother Zichuan in a hurry, how dare I delay your time?"

Xiao Xiang stamped her foot and glared at her: "well, you didn't say it earlier, or we'll go for a while first?"

"No, I know you are eager to return home..."

"I don't have any." Xiao Xiang retorted.

Ming laughably waved his hand: "let's go. I'll take a taxi to go back. You go back and prepare something for the new year. By the way, elder brother Zichuan, he really wants to spend the new year here. Won't he go back?"

Mentioning this, Xiao Xiang's eyes flashed a little dark. She shook her head. She couldn't understand what the man was thinking: "anyway, he is determined to spend the new year here."

"Then you should accompany him well. Even if there are only two people, you have to make some festive programs. Don't make people feel lonely." Mingke gently pushed her, this time is serious: "if you really like him..."

"Who says I like him?" Xiao Xiang retorted immediately.

The name can white her one eye, then serious way: "don't rush to refute, I just say if, anyway, if you have feelings for him, then try to be good to him, see if it is really possible."

Xiao Xiang didn't speak. She didn't even know what she wanted, and whether she wanted to continue with Mu Zichuan. But now the relationship between the two people is really weird. Living together, he keeps saying that he is his woman.

But have they ever been in love? Have you ever confessed to each other? Nothing, what kind of love?

"If you think about it, I just think that sometimes men are not good at expressing themselves. They will only tell you what they think with their actions. If you are persistent, you have to listen to that sentence. Maybe you can't hear some words all your life."

Xiao Xiang thought seriously for a while, then nodded. But after nodding, he couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes and a shocked face: "you don't want to tell me that Never said that to you? "

Mingke mumbled and said, "do you think he would be willing to say that?"

She didn't want to ask for those words any more. Anyway, it's better for her to understand them in her heart.

After persuading Xiao Xiang a few words, I watched her get into a taxi and get away from this side.

Mingke wanted to go back, but looking at the busy driveway in front of him, I don't know why he didn't want to go back so soon.

Although I keep saying that I don't care, I don't really expect it? How is that possible?

It's said that women are hearing animals. How can they not want to hear that? But, if a man doesn't say it, what can she do?

Originally, there will be expectations

I walked aimlessly in the street, and finally decided to go back early. When I didn't want to turn around, I seemed to see a figure in front of me.

She was stunned and wanted to chase him, but he soon disappeared in the crowd, so that she could not see him.

Hesitated for a while, she took out the mobile phone, dialed a number, did not expect that the phone really connected.

A moment later, a low voice came from the other end of the phone: "where is it?"

Two minutes later, when he saw the tall figure in his sight, Mingke suddenly felt like he had not seen him for half a century.

But, this time goodbye, why always feel that he is a bit different?

He was still so handsome, and his facial features were so exquisite that people were reluctant to look away, but his whole breath was a little heavy and stuffy, and she didn't know how to describe it.Just feel that this time goodbye, a little bit of his body belongs to the smell of the sun seems to have disappeared without a trace, the last point of the sun dissipated, the whole person has been standing in the dark as well, even now it is clear that the sun is bright, his people around like a layer of haze.

It's dark, it's cold, it's depressed

When Mingke looks at Beiming Liancheng, Beiming Liancheng is also quietly looking at her. There is something surging in her dark eyes, which can be hidden in an instant, and no waves can be seen.

Dark gray coat slightly close together, he walked past, just drooping at her way: "cold?"

Mingke shook his head. He still felt that the captain of Liancheng always gave him a strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

But she soon regained consciousness, looked at him and asked, "Why are you here? Today, I've been calling your cell phone all day, and I've been prompting you to turn it off. Where have you been? Is the cell phone dead? By the way, have you eaten yet? "

Beiming Liancheng's eyes are a little complicated. When looking at people, the two lines of vision seem to be very close to you, but they seem to have gone far in the twinkling of an eye.

Mingke said so many words, I don't know whether he listened to it or not. The only one he listened to might be the last sentence.

He shook his head and didn't say much. He just looked at her quietly.

"Let's go to dinner first. I'll accompany you." Mingke turned around and left, but the person behind was standing there, motionless, she also walked a few steps, did not see him catch up, only to find that he had been standing in the same place.