Beloved of Bossy President

That burst of breath that suddenly pours on the face, let the name can be completely stunned.

He raised his head to meet long Chuhan's eyes and caught a glimpse of his murderous spirit.

Indifference, cruelty and violence made him a Shura from hell in a flash. There was no warm air in the past. This sight made Mingke tremble.

After long Chuhan realized that he had scared her and took back the murderous spirit from her eyes, she shook her lips and said in a stuffy voice: "I know He just wanted to save the woman he loved, but he really scared me

Long Chuhan misunderstood. He thought she was afraid of Yu Feiyan. Did he just want to kill Yu Feiyan directly?

Is it really so common for them to kill people, just like eating and sleeping?

"Brother..." She would rather he was her brother, even if there was no blood relationship, even if all the relationships were false, as long as he was willing to be her brother and completely separated from those people, she would accept him.

However, the smell of violence hidden deep in his body always existed. If she could not see clearly in the past, she had seen it clearly just now.

Long Chuhan, the young master of the dragon family How many unknown forces are hidden behind him? Where on earth is he in the flying eagle?

Long Chuhan did misunderstand just now, but now he was a little surprised: "you It's not Yu Feiyan that I'm afraid of? "

Mingke shook his head, followed his words and said: "she is actually a good person, but her head is really bad. When I roll down the slope, she still wants to go and save me, but suddenly she finds someone close. She thinks those people want to chase her, so she will run away in a hurry."

Staring at his complicated eyes, she said sincerely: "brother, don't be angry with her. She is really a good person. She never wanted to hurt me. She didn't want to do anything voluntarily."

"What you just said..."

"I don't want to talk about it any more." She buried her face in his arms, silent, some things can not be too extreme, too extreme, maybe even he will be made extreme.

She thought that he had hidden deep enough, so deep people, will not be so easy to be led to seven emotions and six desires, but, just now in his eyes that touch of killing intention is so real.

Long Chuhan put his hand on her face and wiped it with tears, but at least she calmed down.

Gently rubbed her hair, his cold voice became soft: "I'll get you a towel, you wash your face, and then have a good sleep."

Name can not speak, he let her go, turned to leave.

But when he turned around, she reached out and pulled on the corner of his coat.

"Why?" Looking down at her, she just looked at herself with her eyes open. There were tears in her eyes. The light of tears was shining wet under the little light from outside.

This petite figure, that pair of clear eyes, how to look like a helpless animal, at this time, looking at himself, praying for his favor.

Long Chuhan, somewhat helpless, turned back to look at her and said, "I just brought you a towel. Look at you, there are tears on your face."

"I'm afraid." Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it.

She said that she was afraid, he only felt his heart somewhere, because this simple word, and completely soft a bit.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly stepped aside, slapping the soft light in the room.

Although the light is very soft, Mingke subconsciously closed her eyes and reached out to block it. Her eyes are red and swollen. It can be seen that she had a bad sleep all night.

When the light is on, long Chuhan turns around and walks into the bathroom, wring a towel for her and pulls it back. After washing a small face for her, he throws the towel away and asks her to lie down. Then he pulls the quilt over her.

"It's still dark. Sleep a little longer. Will there be an announcement tomorrow? If you feel too tired, I'll call you and ask for leave. " He is still her agent. At the beginning, he said to long chuyang that if she wanted to publicize any activity in the future, she had to say hello to him first.

He thought the same way, but later he saw that she was OK in the cast, and he began to be busy again, so he put it off.

It seems that he is too irresponsible.

Staring at her eyes still covered with fog, he said softly, "if we are really tired, we won't go, OK?"

Mingke shook his head: "I have to have class tomorrow. I can't go to the film and television city until I finish class. If I can't lose my job and accomplish nothing, how can I live in the future? I can no longer rely on others. "

With that, his eyes began to dim again.

Long Chuhan knew that she must have thought of Beiming night again. Was she determined not to have that man? What happened in the imperial court this time has completely broken her heart?

But he grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "you can't help but smile? Won't you let me go back to bed? Let me stand here and be your bodyguard? "After he mentioned it, mingkecai seemed to find that she was still holding him. When she woke up, she released her hand, but she was still staring at his face. Her thin lips moved, and she was eager to talk and stop.

Long Chuhan had some helplessness. He looked at her again and said, "are you really afraid? If I'm afraid, I'll stay with you. "

But she shook her head, bit her lip and said, "I'm not afraid."

That stubborn appearance, let long Chuhan subconsciously sat down beside the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, drooping eyes to see her, he said: "sleep, I wait for you to sleep and then leave."

"Really?" Her eyes clearly flash surprise, but still hesitant, seems to be a little afraid to give him trouble.

Clearly want but dare not to look like, let his heart slightly over a little bit sour, big palm fell on, rubbing her hair, his voice than ever before to appear gentle: "I am your brother, is your family, there is no need in front of me even talk to ponder, ponder too much, I will think you don't want to trust me."

"No She shook her head, still a little hesitant, but hesitated for a while, still can't help but say: "I'm afraid you will think I'm in trouble, in the end, you will abandon me like those people."

The big palm on her head stopped, and the softness of his eyes gradually gathered a little light, a firm light.

Suddenly, he reached out to turn off the light beside the bed, slipped down, and lay down beside her. With a big hand, he pulled her over and held her in his arms.

Very intimate and natural action, after pressing her small head on his chest, he lowered his head, chin against her head.