Beloved of Bossy President

He came back, like every day in the past, almost every action was done in the same order. He put down his computer bag, took off his clothes and looked back at her.

This is not sleeping in bed, but sitting by the window.

He came back earlier this time, probably because his mother came, and later decided to be a good child.

Mingming doesn't know that he is coming to him, but he still doesn't think about how to face him. He really wants to say something in his heart, but he is not sure that he is willing to listen.

Beiming night walked past, and suddenly reached out and picked her up. She sat down on the chair where she used to sit, and put her on her lap.

This seems to be the first time in more than a month that he has been holding her peacefully outside the bed.

Mingke still subconsciously resisted. His hand fell on his chest, but when he saw his tired face clearly, he took back his strength.

It's impossible to push horizontally and vertically. What's the point of pushing again?

Seeing that she finally sat down in her arms, the tight body of Beiming night loosened a little, took her in her arms, leaned on the back of the chair, closed her eyes and had a rest.

I haven't had such a quiet time for a long time. If I want him to work ten times during the day for this moment, he would like to.

As long as you get home, there is a girl you like waiting for him to come back, sit with him, have a simple meal with him, and let him hold him to sleep at night.

He would rather hold it like this, do nothing, do nothing that makes her panic and fear, but bite her lips to bear, do nothing that makes both of them unhappy. It's enough to hold them together so gently.

"I have something to say to you." I don't know how long it took, Mingke finally said.

Behind the man did not speak, breathing is still uniform.

"Beiming night..." She looked back at him, had wanted to say something, but saw him sleeping.

It turned out that he had already gone to sleep unconsciously.

Hand unconsciously stretched out, want to touch his eyebrows, face is peaceful, but also close between eyebrows with a touch of tired breath.

He's tired, she knows better than anyone, but so what? I said I don't hate him, but I can't love him any more. Now that the two families have become like this, can this relationship continue?

I want to wait and talk to him when he wakes up, but I didn't expect that the sleep of Beiming night would make Mingke fall asleep in his arms. As for how she went back to bed later, she didn't know. She only knew that when she woke up in the middle of the night, she just saw Beiming night lying beside her staring at her in a daze.

Head melon things flash, she was about to open his mouth and what he said, the man suddenly turned over pressure, suddenly blocked her lips.

There was no resistance, but she was forced to bear, but she knew that once this kind of thing started, she would not have the chance to have a few words with him.

North night, did he do it on purpose?

……

In the early morning, he was no longer in bed at night. Mingke, as before, cleaned himself up and planned to go downstairs to get something to eat. Then he went back to his room to do something.

The captain of Liancheng said that she would teach her hacking and anti hacking technology today. Since she can't go out recently, it's good to learn more.

But she didn't think that as soon as she went through the hall, she saw several people sitting in the side hall, Ding Shu, Qin Weiyang, and Beiming Liancheng. Today, even Beiming night is here.

Seeing her coming downstairs, beimingye immediately stood up, left her seat and walked towards her.

Not allowing her to resist, he directly hugged him, went to the table and sat down, with his long arm around her waist. Even if he sat down, he didn't mean to let go.

"This is my mother, Qin Weiyang, and this is Ding Shu. You've met him. He will be the housekeeper of the imperial mansion in the future." After he introduced her one by one, he looked at Qin Weiyang and Ding Shuwen again and said, "this is my wife. Her name is OK."

He didn't ask her to shout. He didn't want to be embarrassed. After the introduction, he looked at the servant who brought the tableware and said in a light way: "give the young lady a cup of warm milk, 40 degrees."

"Yes, young master." The servant immediately turned to the kitchen.

Qin Weiyang couldn't help but take a look at the warm milk at 40 degrees. Both of his sons paid a lot of attention to the girl. They didn't even want his mother for him.

She is not jealous. Now beimingxiong is in prison. They have done what she wants them to do. For the time being, she has nothing to complain about.

But this girl is always a person of beimingxiong. She doesn't want her two sons to have a good relationship with her. She's afraid that her son will listen to her later and make beimingxiong return.

It's not difficult for the eldest son to do this, so she still doesn't want to accept Mingke.

She did not speak, but Ding Shu looked at the northern night and said, "now that the emperor's family has begun to stabilize, is it time for you and Liancheng to restore their surnames?"

He is one, Qin Weiyang immediately thought of it, she did not look at the city, just because she knew that no matter what the youngest son did, he would take the eldest son's will as the principle.She looked directly at the northern night and said, "Uncle Ding's words are reasonable. Night, when will you disclose your own identity and really return to the imperial family?"

"In a few days, when the emperor's family is completely stable, I will go back to Dongling."

"What did you say?" Qin Weiyang shook his hand and immediately dropped his chopsticks on the table.

Fearing that she would be angry with him, Ding Shu comforted him: "he just went back to deal with the Empire group. You should know that he also has his own company."

"It's just a small company. You can finish it directly and concentrate on doing it in the future." Qin Weiyang looked at the northern night and said in a soft voice, "running on both sides will be very tiring. I'll stay here in the future and don't run around any more, OK?"

"That's my company." Beimingye took the warm milk from the servant and pushed it to Mingke, who was a little stunned when listening to their conversation. When facing her, not only her voice but also her eyes, she didn't know how soft it was: "drink some milk to warm your stomach. Recently, do you often have stomachache?"

Mingke looked at him. After a while, he took the quilt from his hand and drank it slowly.

When I watched her drink half a cup at a time, I watched Qin Weiyang in the night of the northern underworld and continued the topic just now: "the emperor's family is yours. In the future, I will listen to you how you want the emperor's family to develop. All my shares have been transferred to your name, beimingxiong... "

After grabbing Mingke's waist, he continued: "the shares held by beimingxiong are also used as compensation for that year. Now they all belong to you. It has nothing to do with my family what way the emperor will go in the future. It's up to you how to go."