Beloved of Bossy President

Finally, long Chuhan opened the paper in his hand and began to read it slowly.

In fact, it's nothing. Basically, he can imagine that it must be the truth of the mistake he made at that time.

As he expected, the man was originally arranged by the flying eagle, but he didn't expect that the man was still alive.

Looking at Mingke again, suddenly, some dark clouds in my heart seemed to be scattered by a gentle hand, and the surprise in my chest was gradually dispersed.

He took a long breath, looked at her and said, "when did you start to investigate?"

"It should be these days. I asked the company captain to check for me." Name can look at him, not a bit hide, "last time I went to Wuzhou, and company captain said."

Long Chuhan nodded, but there was not much expression on his face, but the whole person seemed to have a sense of weakness after collapse.

In fact, their current position is really contradictory, the relationship is too complicated, and everything involved behind them is too much and too tangled. But now the two people are sitting face to face, but what exists in their hearts is just a simple family relationship.

A sister who is willing to save him, even his own life can not; a brother who is willing to try to put down all this hatred and cooperate with the enemy in order to protect her.

Love, do not know where to start, but now everything has become a matter of course.

Long Chuhan's reaction is calmer than Ming can imagine. She thought she needed to spend a lot of time persuading him, but now he is so calm that all the words of persuading are superfluous.

I don't know how long it took for long Chuhan to suddenly look at her and say, "when are you going to go back to Longjia? I'll go with you. "

"Girl, I'll be with her." One side of the North night quiet way.

"I'll go with you." Long Chuhan, however, has no doubt that he is famous.

"Another fight? Two big men, are you upset? " Mingke glanced at them, but they were really bored.

The two men's eyes sank and they wanted to say something, but in the end they pursed their lips, not the one who bored her.

Mingke didn't really bother them. She just didn't want to see the two men who occasionally looked like little boys continue to quarrel. After thinking about it, she said, "I don't know what your plan is. Of course, I want to go back to see my grandfather as soon as possible. I can't do it. I'll take him back. As for you..."

"I'll take him to the base tomorrow." Beiming night's vision fell on long Chuhan's face. This time, he was very serious: "I'll go to him the day after tomorrow."

Long Chuhan met his eyes, and his face had not changed much.

But Mingke was a little nervous when he looked at the two people who were looking at each other. The chief executive had already indicated his attitude. He was willing to cooperate with him unconditionally, so Where's uncle? Is he willing to?

Once he agrees, that is to say, no matter the person in the special administration or the flying eagle is his enemy. He should know better than anyone that the person in the special administration and the flying eagle are the same.

His own grandfather, is he really willing to deal with his grandfather together with Beiming night?

Time seems to solidify at this moment, the atmosphere in the house is inexplicably dull, but Mingke's fingers are always pulling.

I don't know how long I was nervous. Suddenly I heard long Chuhan's indifferent voice: "if this girl is nervous any more, I don't know if it will affect her body. I still have my nephew in my stomach. How can I be willing to let him suffer from bad influence?"

He got up, went to the bench, picked up the quilt, went back to the bed and slowly spread it down.

"Get up early tomorrow. Since you want to get up early, it's better to go to bed early. I've checked the information. Pregnant women can't go to bed more than 10 o'clock at night, otherwise it's bad for their children."

Ten in the evening Beiming night looked at the time, 9:30, immediately turn off the notebook, stood up, to the name can: "I hold you to wash."

"I can walk by myself." Name can still have a little reaction, but, a heart is more and more excited.

Many things needless to say, they have given her the answer, she really did not expect that one day she can be happy to this point.

Uncle and president are no longer tit for tat, you are willing to unite together, willing to work together.

The grandfather asked: "you are still a little bit hesitant, she is still in the quilt for a long time..."

"Don't you want to deal with my grandmother? She is still my grandmother who has been with me for so long. As for the grandfather who has no idea how many leaders there are outside and who has never taken care of me, what is he? If you really want to fight against him, I can only give him up. I don't like him. "

"Uncle..." Mingke was so excited that he almost slipped out of bed.

Beiming night and long Chuhan are startled, at the same time across the past, will help her up.Beiming night face a sink, long Chuhan already impolitely scold a way: "again so hairy impetuous, hereafter shut in the room, where all forbid to go."

"I'm not, I'm I'm just a little bit... "

"A little bit of nothing." Beiming night voice a cold, attitude also tough up: "next time, even the dragon home also don't go back."

"No!" Mingke immediately took his big palm, gently shook it, blinked his eyes, hard not, had to coquettish way: "night, you said to go back with me, keep your word, tomorrow to your base, the day after tomorrow to uncle's base, the day after tomorrow to accompany me back to the dragon home to see my grandfather, that's settled."

Seeing that his thin lips moved and she was about to speak, she suddenly put her hand over her stomach, lowered her eyes and looked aggrieved: "I heard that If my mother is in a bad mood, it will affect her child's development. If I am in a bad mood, I don't know if my baby will really be affected by me and won't even eat

As soon as the two men drew their lips, long Chuhan had already sat down on the quilt and said helplessly, "the child still has to eat. The day after tomorrow, it's the day after tomorrow. I can't let my nephew even have enough to eat."

Beiming night didn't say anything. She turned over and picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

The child still has to eat. How dare you make the Buddha feel bad? If it affects his son, don't say he doesn't want to let go of himself, even the whole family will drown him with saliva.

But is it a son or a daughter in her stomach?

After thinking about it, he suddenly looked at the woman sitting on the toilet and said seriously, "give me a daughter. Don't give birth to a son. As soon as I see it, I know that my son is absolutely not cute."