Beloved of Bossy President

"Your roommate won't be back today, will he?" The voice of Beiming night is hoarse in an instant. It's so sexy that it's not worth living.

But what Mingke sees now is not his charming breath, but the dangerous light under his eyes.

She took a cold breath and gave him a gentle push. She was about to get off his leg.

Beiming night is a tight two palms, her imprisonment in the top, is not willing to let her down.

Mingke tried to calm himself down, looked at him and said, "have you ever found us together? Besides this kind of thing, it seems that we have never done anything else meaningful?"

Beiming night's big palm can't help but go down, pick up the hem of her clothes, slowly explore inside, listen to her say, his fingertips touch her delicate skin, immediately stopped.

After thinking about it, he looked down at her and said seriously: "it's not the only thing like this all the time, it's just that the proportion is larger."

Mingke really wants to roll her eyes at him. Can't you hear her sarcasm? What do men think about things with? Give her such a serious look, is deliberately do not understand her hint or what?

Sitting on him, she obviously felt the change in him, but she didn't panic. The struggle would only promote his brutality, so it's better to give up the meaningless struggle.

With her hand on his shoulder and ignoring his big palm, she tried to calm down: "has anyone ever told you that when two people fall in love together, spiritual communication is essential? It's not the only way to prove a close relationship between two people is to keep doing it. Do you know how to love a woman? "

"I'm not dating you. We're married. You're my wife." His voice is hoarse, and the skin under his palm is smooth and delicate, which makes his hand feel beautiful.

Mingke resisted the impulse to push him out and continued: "do you know what a woman wants?"

"I'll give you whatever you want." Finally that pair of black eyes found a little light, to her eyes, he asked in a dumb voice: "what do you want? Just tell me, I'll give it to you, OK? Stop making trouble with me and come home with me. You know I've been waiting

"I want it. I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"No matter how greedy you are, I can get back what you want, just give me time."

"I now I want to slap you in the face When she said this, her voice was so soft that she couldn't recognize that she was angry.

But the action of the northern night stopped, still looking down at her, just a little more serious: "what do you want? I can't hurt my mother to make you happy. Even if I do, you won't be happy. You are not such a vicious person. "

Name can fix to look at him, also don't know why, this words let her heart inexplicably sour a few.

Finally, she pushed his big palms out of her clothes. She was not in a hurry. This man can't be excited.

If she was a little impatient, it would not arouse his greater brutality. At that time, he would be savage and would not be willing to reason with you any more. It would be too late for you to cry.

This is the dormitory of the school. She doesn't want to let her scream become a certain entertainment program of a radio station tomorrow. When this guy is crazy, he is not a person.

After meeting his eyes for a long time, she said calmly, "I want equality, respect, honesty and trust."

Equality, respect, frankness and trust Beiming night silently read these words in his heart. For a long time, he didn't speak, but his eyes were less cold, just a little more confused.

Mingke knows that maybe he is so old that no one has ever said these words to him and asked for these illusory things.

He was destined to bear the burden of revenge since he was sensible. He had no choice in his life, but his future If he really wants to be with himself, she has to let him face all this.

Since he doesn't understand, then let her teach him until he understands. If she doesn't have the ability, then she firmly believes that she doesn't have the luck to join hands with him.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles. I'll wait until you're full. " Mingke climbed down from his leg. In order not to let him feel aggrieved, she would start to be savage with her again. Before she left, she suddenly bowed her head and kissed him in the face, then turned and walked to the corner.

When she came to the place where Xiao Xiang had put some simple cooking tools, she opened the small refrigerator and found that there were only a few packages of instant noodles left. Fortunately, there were still a few eggs

Soon, a bowl of hot noodles was held back by her and put on the tea table. When she looked up at him, the man was still sitting on the chair and staring at himself, which made her feel soft again.

Don't look at her with such eyes. Every time you look at her with a little expectation in the confusion, she will feel that if she is not good to him, she will be guilty and deserve to be accused.Isn't it just handsome? However, the handsome guy's eyes are really powerful.

She hastily took back her eyes, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, no longer looked at him, and said faintly, "come and have noodles."

Beiming night didn't say anything more. When he smelled the aroma of instant noodles, he realized that he was so hungry that his chest was close to his back. He took the chopsticks she handed him, and he wolfed them down without saying a word.

It's just a bowl of ordinary instant noodles, but at this moment, eating what she made by herself, a heart, unspeakable bitterness.

I have lived for nearly 30 years. When I reached this age, I didn't know until I lost it. It turned out that what I was looking for was just such a bowl of hot food that she gave me. A few words of tenderness and tenderness: are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat

All of a sudden, I want to hold her and tell her that I don't want anything and I don't want to do anything any more. I just stay by her side, eat her food, listen to her sweet voice and hold her warm and soft body.

He was tired. He didn't want to pay any more attention to anything. He just wanted to go back to his and her nest, or even in the gentle embrace of his woman.

The steaming steam of the effervescent noodles covered his thick eyebrows and his dark eyes, rendering a dense fog color in front of his eyes.

Heart sour, sour and astringent, let him suddenly have an impulse to cry.

After so many years of living, who ever saw half a tear in his eyes? If it is said that because of a bowl of instant noodles, Beiming night can hardly help crying, will anyone believe it?