Beloved of Bossy President

In fact, Xiao Xiang knew that such a peaceful opponent was the most difficult to deal with.

If it is Yu Feifan that kind of special deep, even if it looks elegant and generous, but can easily see her heart that hatred of women, perhaps better deal with some.

Like the woman walking beside Beiming night now, there is no resentment or jealousy in her eyes. The whole person is so light that she doesn't seem to care about all the people and things around her, including Beiming night walking beside him.

Such a woman, no weakness, no way to start, Xiao Xiang just looked at two eyes, the heart has begun to worry about the name.

If you have desire, you will have weakness. If you have no desire, what will you do to her?

"What do you think?" Head melon suddenly a pain, unexpectedly is a name can raise a hand to knock her.

Xiao Xiang looked at her with her head in her arms, full of resentment.

It's true that people are worried about her. She has a good and indifferent attitude. The emperor is not in a hurry to die as a eunuch.

Pooh! She's not a eunuch.

"Who is that woman?" Xiao Xiang couldn't help asking.

"I've known you for many years." Name can not see much waves, but Xiao Xiang is still confused in the line of sight, light added: "Yu Feifan's sister, but now, her name is Yan Bingbing."

Xiao Xiang, who was shocked to open his eyes, pulled long Chuhan's sleeve and said in a soft voice, "brother, you don't look very well. Why don't you go back to the hotel to have a rest first? We'll be here tonight."

Long Chuhan coughed again. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "OK."

"I'll take you out."

In fact, the name is intentional, and long Chuhan knows it in his heart. However, when he comes here intentionally, he doesn't know whether it's for Beiming night or for Yu Feiyan.

Four people meet together, four different eyes, but, in the end, everything is back to calm.

No one opened his mouth to say hello, but Mingke walked out of the banquet hall with long Chuhan after he sighed silently.

"I'd like to say something for you and her." Looking at the moon above my head, my name can be said in a quiet voice.

At the beginning, Yan Bingbing didn't think that all the things she showed in front of her were fake. Maybe, like her, she was half true and half false. Therefore, she really couldn't see which sentence was true and which one was false.

But that night two people drink together, Yan Bingbing drink a few more cups, a person low Nan words, is really all false?

Does she have any feelings for long Chuhan? If not, why can the yearning and depression during that period be so real and incisive?

"How did you get to know her? It's not that you Do the people in it do their own things, and generally they don't intersect? " Finally, Mingke could not help asking.

"With her It's a little different. " Long Chuhan stopped and looked back at the banquet gate, where the lights were still shining. He looked back at Mingke and said, "she lost her hand when she was on a mission..."

"Saved by you again?" Mingke's eyes twinkled, and he suddenly laughed: "brother, I suddenly found that you are really a great man, and you can not only save the big four That man can save Yan Bingbing, you Is it hidden? "

"What does that look like?" Long Chuhan looked down at her without any change.

"Everyone is so enigmatic. It's really hard to be with you."

"You shouldn't have been with me." He said, as if seriously: "after a while, when they no longer doubt me, you will try to avoid me."

"Why?" Why not at this time, but after "they" no longer doubt?

After thinking about it, Mingke wants to understand, but it's just his plan, not hers.

She also looked at long Chuhan and said seriously, "don't like to be entangled by me, unless you leave them."

Long Chuhan glanced at her, his thin lips moved, and finally he was silent.

He was silent, but he didn't say much about it. At this critical moment, in order to make the people of flying eagle not suspicious, we had to hold our hands.

Although Beiming night will doubt long Chuhan, and even may have confirmed his identity, since he has no action, Mingke doesn't have to worry about it for the time being.

But Feiying is different. At this time, anyone who moves is guilty. Once long Chuhan is suspected, she can't escape. After all, it's not difficult to find out what happened between her and brother Chuhan these days.

So long Chuhan is still with her for the time being. He is not afraid to drag her down. On the contrary, he is protecting her with his "magnanimity".

"I'll go back first. You'd better not drink at night. Situ Yao is a bit of a flower. Don't get too close to him. The second young master of the Mu family is here tonight. If there's nothing wrong, you can stay with him as much as possible. " Long Chuhan rubbed her hair and left after reminding her.

Seeing him go away, Mingke turned back and went to the banquet hall.The second young master of Mu family is here It seems that Chu Han elder brother is absolutely at ease to Mu Zijin, is it because others grow innocuous?

When she was near the entrance of the lobby, Mingke stopped again and looked back at the flowers shrouded in the night behind her. She said faintly, "do you know what kind of man is the most hateful in the world?"

No one responded. The flowers were quiet. Her words seemed to be speaking to the air.

Mingke still smiles. Although he is smiling, there is still a bit of darkness and bitterness between his eyebrows which are not illuminated by the light: "the man who makes women hate most is not the heartless man who abandons women mercilessly, nor the playboy who is scolded by the public, but the kind of bastard who looks serious and affectionate on the surface, but always eats in the bowl and looks at the pot."

Flowers from behind sounded like if there is no shallow sigh, but that person or hide there, still dare not appear.

Mingke glanced at the flowerbed and laughed coldly: "it's not enough to stare at it all night?"

He still didn't dare to come out, but he lost all his patience: "dare not face it, is it because he knew that he had been sorry for me? It's good that you don't communicate with each other when you are old and dead, so that you don't feel bad when you think of those things. "

She turned to leave and went to the door. After the flower bed behind her, the man who had been standing in the dark finally made up his mind to come out and walk slowly to her from the shadow.

Not far from the light cast on him, that face is still a bit youthful, but this time goodbye, it is obvious that he is uncomfortable.

sighed, but the man could not speak, not to justify himself. Instead, he explained to the North night: "Sir, it is definitely not the kind of person, Miss coco, that you know best about him. No matter what he is in the bowl, he is always the only one in his eyes."