Beloved of Bossy President

Xiao Xiang didn't expect that Mingke was still working so late. She thought that at this time, she She hesitated and then said, "are you afraid to scare some people away?"

"It's better to have fewer people. If they don't even have confidence in their appearance, they can't play a role even if they come. It's better not to waste everyone's time." Mingke said calmly.

Xiao Xiang was stunned again, and then he laughed: "in the past, why didn't I know you could be so cold?"

Mingke didn't say anything. She didn't feel any coldness in saying so. She just explained the fact: "don't worry, after the advertisement tonight is broadcast, there will only be more people to sign up. When the new outdoor advertisement is broadcast, there will be more people to sign up. If you have no confidence, you can't come."

After all, it's not a beauty contest, but a selection of actors. Those who have no confidence still have to spend a lot of time to overcome their fear and face the camera confidently. They can't afford the time and effort.

"OK, I see. I'll add this one to the indication request on the Internet." Xiao Xiang pause, voice soft down: "early rest, don't busy, things wait until tomorrow."

"I know."

After hanging up the phone, Mingke put down his mobile phone and recorded something in the document. As soon as he closed the document, he noticed a fuzzy shadow on the screen.

She was startled and suddenly turned back. She didn't know when Beiming night, which had come out of the bathroom, was standing behind her, with water dripping on her short hair.

She held her hands tightly. She didn't know what had passed through her eyes. She just hesitated for half a second, then she dropped the mouse and stood up. She went to the bathroom and took out a dry bath towel. When she came out, Beiming night had already sat down on the chair beside her seat and turned on the computer.

"Sir, may I wipe the water off your hair?" She went over and asked softly.

Beiming night does not speak, slender fingers fall on the mouse, the notebook has not been fully opened, his fingertips just unconsciously click on the mouse.

Mingke walked over, and the towel fell on his head. He wiped it carefully.

Beiming night still didn't speak. After the phone was turned on, he began to be busy.

Mingke has been very attentive to his hair, until the hair is half dry, no longer water drops down, she took back the bath towel, a look up, accidentally saw "Hualan Street" on his screen.

Because of these three words, she fixed her eyes and couldn't help looking more at his screen.

It was a design drawing. Even if she didn't understand it, she could see that it was a line across dongxiling. One of the stops on the line was Hualan street.

This fright made her heart beat faster. Just when she remembered that it was his business, she was in a hurry to take back her eyes. His joking voice had already sounded: "if something you see leaks out, I can call the police and send you to the cell at any time."

"I won't say a word." She was really frightened. Her round eyes blinked, and her small face became tangled: "I didn't mean to see it, I just saw Hualan Street..."

"Well?" He stopped at his fingertips, closed his notebook and looked back at her

"No Nothing? I didn't see anything She shakes her head in panic, trying to explain, but she doesn't know how.

She clearly saw that it was a new traffic Avenue. She didn't know whether it was high-speed or light rail or something, but no matter what it was, it was a high degree of trade secret. As he said, he could send her to prison for stealing trade secret at any time.

She really didn't mean it. He knew she was standing behind him and dared to open such a confidential document. Didn't he mean to let her see it?

No, he had told her before that he wanted her to go back and discuss with her family to buy more houses in Hualan Street

He In terms of divulging secrets, isn't it more than her? At least she just looked at it carelessly and never told anyone outside, but he told her himself.

However, his words are so vague that no one else can grasp him.

"Sir..." The fear in my heart is not big, because I can't see through him all the time, and I don't know when he will torture himself, and I don't know whether he will use these as a means to threaten her.

She took a deep breath, turned into the bathroom and put the towel away. When she came out, she had a wooden comb in her hand.

"I I'll comb your hair. " Subconsciously, she bit her lip and came to him. Suddenly, her long leg leaped and she sat down on his leg.

This is the first time since they knew each other that she made such an intimate move to him. After sitting down on his lap, she picked up a comb and gently combed his short hair which was disturbed by her.

Hair is too short, three or two can be combed, she is leisurely, still combing for him.

"What? Want to make amends in this way? " North night picked pick eyebrow, long arm habitually fell on her waist, but did not rush to pull her to himself.I thought she would resist shyly, but I never saw her active side. This time, she really made up her mind to please him. Although she was still shy, she subconsciously wanted to stay away from him, but after thinking about all the things tonight, she still stiffened and tried to adapt herself to his closeness.

"Well." She nodded, put down the comb, raised a pair of small hands, ten fingers fell on his temple, gently rubbed up: "Sir, I know I'm wrong, I'll stay with you until the end of the agreement, or You're tired of me

Beiming night didn't speak. When she massaged his temples, she would unconsciously lean forward. When she leaned forward toward herself, the faint fragrance of her body would come to him.

Just so smell in the nose, the body is a burst of unconscious tension.

At least some of what I said with Mu Zijin tonight are true. Recently, he is interested in this small body. It's true It's kind of addictive.

It's not that Mingming didn't notice the change of his body, but in fact, she had already made psychological preparations for this evening. Everyone came back with him, and there was no chance to escape.

What's more, after Mu Zijin's experience, she doesn't hold any hope for the word "escape". Now, she just feels ironic.

She only hopes that when she stays with this man, he can pity her a little more, or compassion can also, don't let her live so painful, as long as With a little respect, she can get through the time on the agreement quietly.

Because there was nothing she could do except that.

"I'm not going to think about it any more, sir." She said softly, knowing that his breath was a little heavy, she not only didn't escape, but also took the initiative to lean over: "Sir, I'm all obedient, just ask you Please be gentle. In the future, I will be obedient, OK

His long finger fell on her face and ran gently along the soft lines of her face.

It's the first time for her to lean on him so cleverly without any resistance. It seems that she is willing.