Beloved of Bossy President

Beiming night didn't know. All he knew was that the woman was still talking and stabbing him in the chest with a sharp sword.

Mingke looked at him lightly and said with a sneer: "I don't know why you are so infatuated with my body, but since you want it, take it. If you can't wait to go back, you can take me here. Anyway, my reputation has never been better, and I don't care about another scandal. "

As she said this, she reached out and felt for her own buttons. With her long finger, the buttons were really picked open by her. The neckline was slightly open, and the injuries on her neck were immediately exposed.

Long Chuhan's big palm is tight, and the northern night's breathing is disordered, but the woman still sneers, stares at the scarlet man, and continues to untie her second button.

"Enough!" Before the second button was untied, Beiming night suddenly loosened her fingers, released her, turned around and walked towards the distance.

This time, he really had to go. He took a long step and didn't even look back.

He didn't know that when he released the woman, her foot was unstable, and she almost fell down in the pain. If long Chuhan hadn't helped her, she would have fallen to the ground.

He didn't know anything, just because the cold smile in her eyes had completely broken his heart.

She didn't pay attention to the low voice, forced by means, and she didn't eat his way.

Now he is like a helpless child, he can't get back the sugar he wants, because the sugar is wanted by others, held in his mouth and melted in his heart, so he won't come back.

Why does this happen between two people? He just wanted to live with her, but why didn't she want to leave him any chance? Does she really want him?

He is her husband, is her only man, why can she be so cruel, not even her husband?

I watched him walk away until he was gone. Mingke closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, I'm in pain. It's killing me." She frowned and said in a dumb voice.

This time, long Chuhan ignores others and holds her horizontally. He looks at long chuyang not far away.

Long chuyang immediately said: "today is a holiday. The whole crew is on holiday. Let's go. Let's go back and have a good rest. We'll start work tomorrow."

Seeing that long Chuhan's eyes suddenly became colder, long chuyang pursed his lower lip and said, "holiday Take a week off, will you

After glancing at deputy director Yang, he also left. Just before he left, he said to long Chuhan, "grandfather is not very well. You can go back when you have time. After long Dingtian has made trouble with you, I'm afraid he can't make up with you. There's no need to wait for his news. I'll take it with me. If you want to go back, you can do it yourself. "

"Uncle..." Long Chuhan hasn't said anything, but his name has been pulled on the corner of his clothes, and his eyes are clearly full of uneasiness.

Long Chuhan was still a little helpless. After pondering, he said: "even if you leave, let your feet be a little better. In the past two days, I'll take advantage of the vacation to heal my wounds. If my feet don't get up, I won't take such a burden back to the Dragon's home. I'll protect you from the jackals."

Jackal He used these two words to describe his family. It's really Even long chuyang couldn't see it any more. With a cold hum, he turned and walked away.

Name can blink under the eyes, the pain in the heart has not eased, but because soon can go back to the dragon's home, and a little bit of the pain pressure down.

After a breath, she released her hand and said, "it will be OK. I promise I will get better soon, but can you take me to the hospital first? It really hurts

Today's imperial court has become cloudy again. After Mr. Wang came back, the sky of the imperial court was completely covered with a shadow. The air pressure was so low that it was almost breathless.

He came back with a cold face. From the past to the present, Mr. Chen has no expression on his face, or a false smile on his lips.

It's rare to see such a cold face.

However, it seems that I have seen a little more recently. However, it seems that every time is related to the young lady. Maybe this time is no exception.

After Beiming night went back, he locked himself in the room again. He didn't come out all afternoon. Until the evening, he stepped out of the room with a pair of bloody eyes.

When they went downstairs, Dongli and Mengqi were in the hall. As soon as they saw him, Dongli immediately welcomed him: "Sir, Dingshu has been sent back to Jinghua, and Hualan street has been arranged. As for beimingxiong..."

Don't see what's wrong with his face, Dongli just dare to continue to say: "after three days can come out, the place has been found, later don't go back to Oriental International."

Beiming night did not speak, took the cup from Mengqi's hand, and drank all the tea in the cup.

Dongli was still paying close attention to his face, but he didn't see anything unusual in his face, so he continued: "young lady I went to the hospital with long Chuhan... ""For what?" When the fingertips of the northern night tighten, a face suddenly tightens.

When he left, he noticed that the girl's face was not quite right, but with her resistance at that time, it was not good for him to continue to stay, and it was not good for her.

But he didn't know it was as serious as going to the hospital.

"It looks like I twisted my ankle."

Sure enough Beiming night's face still sank. As soon as his face sank, Dongli began to feel uneasy.

For a long time, he didn't hear any instructions from his husband. After a long hesitation, he said, "Sir, how about..."

"Reorganize the names of the leaders of each group on the base, add their most detailed information, and give it to me tomorrow morning." Beiming night suddenly interrupts him. The cup is returned to Mengqi. He turns around and goes to the hospital.

"Sir..." Dongli is a little confused. This What do you mean? The dialogue jumps so fast, but the reaction is not enough.

"I sent a detailed request to Mu Yi, you go to him to get it together." The voice of the northern night disappeared in the corridor. He should have gone to see Qin Weiyang.

It's just He sent the details

Dongli hasn't thought about it yet. His mobile phone has been ringing. When he takes it up, it's Mu Yi's call.

"What's the matter?" He asked when the call was put through.

On the other end of the phone, Mu Yi's rude voice suddenly came: "you bastard, what do you do with being around, sir? If you don't solve so many problems for him, what can you do for me? I have a lot of things. Do you think they are all playing? Where's the bastard Yitang dead? I'll do it! Can I sleep after reading all these things tonight? Nima, I'm going crazy