Beloved of Bossy President

If there had not been long Chuhan and those things that people had to face, Mingke would have been moved to tears in front of Beiming night.

He said love her, he said love her Until now, the heart will still be because of the recall of these four words and crazy jump non-stop, still, very excited, very excited.

She didn't know when her shoes were kicked off, and her legs rolled back to the seat. She held them with her long arms. She leaned against the window, opened her eyes and looked at the face reflected in the window. She didn't know how long it took before she slowly fell asleep.

Really sleepy, also very tired, even after sleeping, always do not snore, she also slightly snored.

Listening to the snoring of a lady, long Chuhan opens his eyes again, looks at the petite figure, raises his long legs and kicks him in the front driver's seat.

Bai Hua immediately took off the earphone which was about to explode his eardrum. He looked back at him and was about to speak. Seeing his eyes darkened, he reacted quickly and looked back quietly. Sure enough, he saw that the young lady had fallen asleep.

He looked at long Chuhan. Long Chuhan said in a low voice, "look, there are no blankets in the back compartment."

Birch nodded, put away the earphone, opened the door, and immediately stepped down.

Looking in the back compartment for a long time, I didn't find any blankets. I just found a suit that long Chuhan forgot to take with him after he changed it.

The rain had stopped, and the guests began to move again. After giving the suit to long Chuhan, Bai Hua also walked away and stood nearby waiting.

As for long Chuhan, he took the tissue box, left his seat, took the tissue, carefully dried the water on the seat, then gently picked up his name, put her on the back seat, covered her with the suit, then opened the door and stepped out.

Fortunately, the space in the car is large enough, and she is so Petite that she can sleep comfortably in the back seat alone.

Afraid that the door would be closed tightly, she would be suffocated inside. Instead of closing the door, he left a seam. He stood outside and let the wind blow dry his suit slowly.

Don't know when, the fire wolf walked out in the crowd, came to him, just about to ask, long Chuhan has nodded, preemptive way: "found, people sleep in the car, thank Mr. fire care."

Just now, when they were looking for Mingke, they also asked Huolang. After Huolang knew that Mingke was missing, he helped to look for it for a long time. Now he was completely relieved to hear him say so.

Looking at the door, he didn't say much. He just laughed at long Chuhan, nodded and walked away.

Bai Hua then came to him, bowed his head and said with guilt, "I'm sorry, young master. It's my fault. Please punish me."

"She begged me not to punish you, and I agreed." Dragon Chu Han light way.

Birch looked up at him and wanted to talk, but she didn't know what she could say.

It turned out that the young lady pleaded for him. Unexpectedly, the young lady was still worried about this aspect.

If the young master didn't punish him, he would not ask him for punishment again, but after all, it was because he didn't watch the young lady.

Looking back at the car door, he looked at long Chuhan again and said seriously: "I will work harder to protect the young lady in the future. If there are any mistakes, I will..."

"You don't need to gamble your life. You can't deal with that man's means easily." Before he bets the oath, the long Chu Han light mouth interrupts a way.

Birch heart a sour, see his body that a set of wet clothes, heart more sour up.

The young master doesn't want him to take his life when he makes mistakes. However, the young master also makes it clear that he and Beiming night's strength is not that he looks down on himself, but that Beiming night is too cunning and resourceful.

Although he didn't swear to him, he told himself in his heart that he would never let Miss fall into the hands of Beiming night again.

He must protect her, so that he can no longer make the young master sad. For the sake of the young master, from now on, he can't make any more mistakes!

Just now, the power system of the whole villa suddenly broke down. Someone must have done something wrong. Otherwise, how could Beiming night just take away the young lady immediately when the power went out?

That man really has the means, and there are countless figures of masters in all walks of life.

No wonder the young master is in such a hurry to see if Mu Zichuan can really be used by him. Sometimes, people who are really capable can defeat ten thousand with one.

Will muzichuan really be their help?

A heavy rain, so that the guests a bit of chaos, but fortunately, the host's home is fairly satisfactory, soon, the rain stopped, the turmoil has changed.

As the memorial service continues, Ke Zheng's two dry sons kneel in front of the hall again. This time, they just look at them again. I don't know if they are delusions. It seems that they are not as gloomy as they were just now.

Even if it is still sad, the fundus is a little more bright, it seems, to find a little hopeProbably because I didn't have a good rest before, so my face didn't look good. Now, I took advantage of a heavy rain to rest for more than an hour, and when I look back, my face has improved.

The memorial service is still going on

In the middle of the night, there was still a little rain floating in the air, but it soon stopped.

Wait until after dawn, the whole sky will be completely bright up, the day, finally cleared up.

When Mingke wakes up, long Chuhan is sitting beside her. Her suit has been dried and her thigh is under her head.

It's strange that even I don't know why. This time I wake up and see this man beside me. She It doesn't seem as scared as it used to be.

In the past, every time I only opened my eyes to see him, I always felt fear subconsciously.

"Sleep well?" Seeing that she was about to get up, long Chuhan gave her a hand and said in a soft voice, "birch has gone to find food for you. I'll come back later."

"Uncle, has the funeral ceremony begun?" Mingke yawned and rubbed his eyes before he asked.

His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't wake up completely.

"There's about an hour left." Long Chuhan looked at her watch, then looked at her bleary appearance, and suddenly said with a smile: "there are still several bottles of water in the trunk. Rinse your face at will first. Fortunately, you don't have the habit of making up."

He laughed and rubbed her head. Then he got out of the car and went to the trunk to get water.

Fortunately, she doesn't have the habit of making up What does that mean?

Mingke yawned again. Now, I wonder if I have really come to my senses.