Beloved of Bossy President

"You think I care?" The night of the northern underworld laughed, but it was still so cold.

Although to Mu Son Jin's time that coldness has already been covered by him many, but seem to be born of that kind, again how cover up also can't completely cover.

Seeing his coldness, Mu Zijin still felt a little uncomfortable. If he could, he also hoped that he could come out from the shadow of the past and have his own real happiness like all ordinary people.

However, the word happiness seems to have disappeared in the life of Beiming night.

"Stop indulging." He breathed a breath, words a bit tired: "he will not allow you to appear around too important people, you know, the more you like, he..."

"This is Dongling." He took another puff of the cigarette, but this time it was a little fast and heavy. When he vomited it out, there was a trace of darkness in his eyes, which was almost unbearable: "what's more, women are never important to me. What he wants to do is his business."

"Really not important?" Mu Son Jin doesn't believe, just, he asks to also be unable to see through him this moment the eye ground hid of is what.

But it doesn't matter at all. He will never believe it.

"Don't care about the people around you, or you will only hurt yourself." He said in a deep voice.

Beiming night glanced at him, the dark of the fundus disappeared, amber general good-looking thin lips hook up again: "so in order to stop me from indulging in anyone, anyone who is close to me, you have to get rid of me?"

The smile is still so, just a little more indifferent this time: "that beach is the place where the Shura godfather was shot to death. All the little gangsters on the road know that they should avoid committing crimes there. That's respect for the first godfather of Dongling in the past."

Mu Zijin's heart is blocked, light vision falls on his resolute side face, thin lip moved next, seem to have words to want to say, but finally swallowed to go back.

Silence, two people standing there, suddenly silent up.

I don't know how long it took. When the cigarette in the hand of Beiming night was finished and another one was lit, Mu Zijin said softly, "if I say it's a coincidence, will you believe it?"

"To say that you are really pursuing Mingke, not just to let her leave me, I should not believe it." Beiming night took the lighter back to his trouser pocket, raised his hand to take a puff of smoke, and then slowly vomited out: "it's really rare for the second young master of Mu family to spend so much effort to please a woman. Do I want to say thank you for her? At least, you let a stupid girl who doesn't know anything enjoy the pleasure of being pursued by a famous master? "

Mu Son Jin's big control two times, after a burst of pull tight, slowly loosened to come.

"I'm very kind to her..." He sighed, some words want to say, but still feel that there is no need to say at this time. Looking at his side face more bewitched by the smoke, he pursed his lower lip: "do you really want to keep her around?"

"Before getting tired of her body." The cigarette in his hand was sent to his mouth from time to time. Soon, the whole cigarette was taken out by a third of its length. He glanced at him: "that little body really tastes good. You can try it, but you'd better wait until I throw it away. You know, I'm not interested in sharing a woman with my brother."

Mu Zijin glanced at him, hummed, and said for a long time, "I'm not interested in picking up other people's broken shoes, but I'm going to make up my mind about this girl. Night, listen to me. Don't spend too much on the same woman. The deeper you sink, the more uncomfortable you will be when you peel off."

Beiming night looked at him, looked at him for a long time, suddenly he laughed clearly: "Oh, really silly."

This smile, no longer cold, but a bit more warm atmosphere.

If Mu Zijin is a woman, he will be deeply touched by his gentle smile. Unfortunately, he is not.

Staring at the smile on his lips, he said seriously: "in any case, I won't let her stay with you for too long. If you have to be stubborn and don't wait for the old man to do it, I'll get rid of her for you first, you..."

All of a sudden, a tiny sound came from the mobile phone on the roof of the car in the northern night. It seemed that it was the sound of something falling to the ground. Mu Zijin was startled. Suddenly, his heart was inexplicably flustered.

Not waiting for Beiming night to speak, he strode over and took his mobile phone from the roof of the car. He opened the screen and saw that he was talking with someone. The call record was 16 minutes. On the other person's nickname, there was only one word: can.

Yes! He actually keeps his cell phone on, so what they say here

The mobile phone was almost scratched in his palm. He closed his eyes, just an action of closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the shock and consternation of the fundus of his eyes, and even some inexplicable emotions that he could not even notice, had been completely covered up.

He didn't rush to explain to the person on the other end of the line. Instead, he pointed a long stroke and cut off the call. He threw his cell phone back on the back seat and leaned back to the car. He looked at the northern night and said, "do you have any more cigarettes?"Beiming night did not speak and handed him the cigarette box from his pocket.

Mu Zijin took it, took one out of it, and then took the lighter he handed over, "pa" lit up.

A mouthful of smoke sucked in, very spicy, very choking, for people who never smoke, the smoke of the northern night is too cautious, cautious he almost choked out tears.

However, although he was so big that he almost never smoked, he soon got used to it and smoked slowly, just like the northern night.

Night, more and more deep, two people so silent smoking, for a long time, no one said a word

Xiao Xiang looked at the mobile phone on the ground, and her eyes moved to Mingke's face. Seeing her pale face, she couldn't help caring: "coco, what's the matter? What are you thinking? It's on the floor. "

Mingke didn't give any response. He just looked at the unknown corner, his eyes blank.

Seeing that she didn't respond at all, Xiao Xiang was more anxious and went over to help her pick up her mobile phone. Looking at her increasingly pale face, she gently pushed her shoulder.

"What on earth are you thinking? Who called you just now? "

She had been answering the phone just now, but she never hummed. She didn't know what she was doing. Later, because she was busy with her own business, she didn't pay attention to it. Now when I think about it, I notice that she has been answering the phone for more than ten minutes.

But she didn't respond. She turned on the darkened screen of her mobile phone and opened the call record just now.

A strange phone number, not mu Zijin's, nor any of her familiar, the top even a name, and then turn over the call records, call time display has nearly 20 minutes.

"Cocoa." She gave her another push and said softly, "what happened? Don't scare me. Tell me, will you? "

Name can be pushed by her again, just as if suddenly back to God, meet her caring eyes, godless eyes gradually gathered a little light.

The disaster on the beach Falling in love with the second young master of Mu family Without waiting for the old man to do it, I'll do it for you first, except for he