Beloved of Bossy President

"Don't..." Mingke is biting her lips. If she knows that this man can say it, she will do it. If she yells and startles people outside, when they come in, they will see two people like this. Can they not misunderstand her?

He is a big boss. If he and a girl student do something out of line here, it will not affect him. At most, he will add a piece of tidbits of news.

But, if this matter spreads, how does she still raise her head in front of her classmates?

"Mr. Beiming, this is the school." She bit her lip, hoping that he could see that there were many people outside, and the door was not locked. Don't mess about: "don't..."

"You mean, if you're not in school, you can take it?" He deliberately crooked her meaning, long legs to a tea table, will her whole person up.

Mingke wanted to take the opportunity to escape, only to find that his big palm was still pressed on her waist. As long as he didn't let go, she couldn't escape his control.

"What do you want?" Is it really so fun to bully her again and again?

"Study the script with you." With his other hand, he opened the script and put it in front of her. "You threw yourself in your arms. What do you think I want to do?"

"I didn't, you Don't mess about. " If his left hand was not already in the corner of her clothes and rubbed on her back waist, she might still believe him.

"As long as you are good, I promise not to mess with you." When he took her up with his long legs, the height now made it more convenient for two people to talk.

He lowered his head, thin lips close to her ears, voice light: "you know this is a school, the door is not locked, what do you think I can do?"

She bit her lip, thinking that he would know, but the next words of the northern night made her heart immediately lift up again: "at most, it's just a hug and a kiss, plus Touch it once in a while. "

With that, my left hand suddenly looked up

Mingke gave a low cry. He was about to struggle, but he had let go. His big palm came back to her waist, and he didn't do anything too much.

She had a thin layer of fog under her eyes. She was extremely aggrieved, but when she was in front of him, she was always powerless.

She can't beat him. In front of him, she is as weak as a mole ant. He can pinch her to pieces with any action he wants.

When is this damned man going to bully her?

"Would it be better for you to add a little more passion here?" Beiming night put the script in front of her again, so close that she finally saw the play he said.

At the bottom of the cliff, in the cave, at night, there are only one man and only one woman. No wonder he said it was the right time, the right place, and the right people.

In fact, she has long thought of adding some interaction between male and female protagonists here, but she is thin skinned, so I'm sorry to add it.

Before dinner, he glanced at the script in a hurry. Everyone thought that he just glanced at it at random. He didn't even know what the story was about, but he didn't expect that he could read it so carefully.

This man's ability to do things is really powerful.

She bit her lip and tried to ignore the big palm still rubbing on her waist. Her voice was a little uneasy, but she could hear that she was trying to show her calmness: "I'll add a paragraph here tonight when I go back. I don't know when Mr. Beiming will be free. We'll show it to him then."

"You?" Long finger in her smooth skin slowly across, he laughed disdainfully: "my time is very precious, if you come to me, should be able to take out some space, but if it is those irrelevant people..."

Mingke understood what he meant, but she didn't want to find him by herself.

"And..." He came close to her again, and the hot and cold ambivalence spread on her little face one after another: "it's estimated that it won't be tonight. Tonight, you and I will be 'very busy'. We'll revise it another day. It's not urgent."

Tonight, he and she will Very busy!

Mingke took a breath and suddenly remembered what he said to her by the rockery today. He said, tonight, he wants her

"A good memory is a good thing. You should remember everything I say in the future." He had a good hand just now. If he didn't want to scare her into shouting, he would like to shake it again.

However, today is plenty of time to play with her, she likes to call, tonight, he will give her a chance to call thoroughly.

Mingke tried to get up from his legs several times, but he was always reluctant to let go. The strength of the two people was so great that they struggled fruitlessly, so they had to bear it silently for a while.

As long as he doesn't mess around any more, she can bear it for a while. However, she must avoid all the days when he comes to school in advance.

But with such a big boss and a big man as him, time must be very precious. How can he spend so much time running to their school?

It's best not to come all your life. Even if you really have the opportunity to cooperate, it's also his secretary assistant who comes to negotiate with them.

A big boss with hundreds of millions of businesses doesn't need to deal with such small things himself."Mr. Beiming." She called, trying to reason with him: "just after dinner, I feel a little uncomfortable lying on my stomach like this, I Let me get up first, will you

"What's wrong?" His patience is absolutely first-class today, and even his voice is a little chilly.

She blinked her eyes and said cautiously, "I I feel sick in my stomach. If I lie down like this again, I'll I feel like vomiting. "

"Good." The word "good" just came out. He really let go of her.

Mingke took a deep breath. He got up from his leg and was about to run away.

But did not expect that she just stood up, his long arm has fallen on her waist, will pull her back.

The voice of evil spirit came from above her head, as if from hell. It was terrifying and disturbing: "your stomach is not comfortable, I'll rub it for you."

When she was caught off guard, the big palm had been pushed in from the hem of her coat, and fell on the place where her stomach was under her chest and rubbed up.

Name can be surprised by him, want to push him away, but there is nothing to do.

As soon as she raised her head, she looked into his eyes with joyful light. She was in a hurry, and her heart suddenly burst into a group of anger.

He did it on purpose. He was just making fun of her!

"Don't look at me like that." He picked his eyebrows and kindly reminded: "although this is the school, my assistant is outside. Believe it or not, I can still make anyone dare not come in and disturb our good things?"

She believes it! Can she not believe it?

His big palm was cold, it would have been scalded, and it would have burned her body for a while.

But he just rubbed her stomach and did nothing else.

Mingke is always uneasy. She can see through the man's bad nature. He Really won't bully her again?