Beloved of Bossy President

When I woke up this time, the first night of Beiming was still sleeping beside her. Mingke rubbed her sour eyes. As soon as I looked up, I could see his sexy chin and the new beard on it.

He still closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping deeply, but she knew that when she woke up, he had been awakened, and his sleep was very shallow, even shallower than her.

I don't know who said that only people who lack a sense of security can't sleep soundly. How can a strong man like him also lack a sense of security?

She always thought that a strong person would only protect others and never need others to protect her, but now she looked at the little scum on his chin and did not know why there was a corner in her heart that was inexplicably soft.

Last night, he was really gentle. Although he was tough, she could not adapt to it, but he was patient and didn't hurt her.

If she can restrain this point in the future, her life in the future should not be too sad.

Slightly moved body, want to retreat from his arms to get up, but his long arm suddenly put on her waist, Leng is to pull her back.

"Sleep with me a little longer." His voice is a bit hoarse, not fully awake hoarse, sounds a bit bewitching atmosphere.

She didn't speak, just closed her eyes and went back to his arms. Obedience might be so simple. As long as she didn't want to do anything and put him first in everything, she would not be too sad for more than 100 days.

Beiming night didn't embarrass her. She just pulled her back to her arms. After sleeping for more than ten minutes, she let her go.

Seeing that she wrapped himself in a quilt, he half propped up his body and looked down at her, with an evil smile on his lips: "where on your body have I never seen before, and what can you do with such a tight wrap?"

Mingke resisted the impulse of rolling his eyes to him, ignored his ridicule, and still wrapped up in the quilt and slid down to the bed.

She wrapped the silk quilt on the bed, and when she got out of bed, his strong body was exposed to the air without reservation.

As soon as she looked back, she saw a scene of nosebleed. She was surprised and remembered that there was only such a quilt on the bed.

With a tight heart, she quickly went around to the other side of the bed, picked up the towel and covered him. Then she went to the wardrobe, took out a bathrobe and put it on with her back to him. Then she put the quilt back on the bed.

"I said, I've seen you everywhere. Why? It would be nice to be more generous in the future. " Behind him came the deep magnetic voice of the northern night.

Mingke blushed. Even though she had promised to listen to him last night, she still couldn't show her body so generously in front of him.

He put on his bathrobe and went into the bathroom. After finishing washing his face, he opened the door of the bathroom.

He leaned against the door around the towel and looked into her face through the mirror.

"What's the matter?" She looked him in the mirror and whispered, "I'll be fine soon. Just a moment."

The sight of Beiming night sweeps through the empty washing table, and suddenly feels that there seems to be something missing on the washing table, which should be said to be a little less feminine.

She lives here, but there is nothing that belongs to her except the necessities.

Mingke didn't know what he was thinking. She packed herself up in a hurry and stepped aside. After he passed, she went back to the room and opened the door of the wardrobe.

There are two different styles of clothes in the wardrobe. His clothes are basically dark black, meticulous, so rigorous on one side, the other side is all her dresses.

How many girls yearn to share a wardrobe with Mr. Beiming? At this moment, I don't know which Xuan in my heart has been touched. Looking at the clothes in the wardrobe, which are obviously different in style and can be put together but are extremely harmonious, she is slightly lost.

It wasn't until the sound of his bathing came from the bathroom that she quickly recovered, took out a set of skirts and quickly put them on her body.

Her hair was a little long, and it was almost to her waist. She wrapped it up behind her head, picked up the wooden comb that she put on the table when she combed his hair yesterday, combed it twice at will, and tied it up with a rubber band.

Tie so casual, face and no makeup, so fresh and elegant, but do not have a flavor.

When she came out of the bathroom after taking a bath in the northern night, she had already packed herself and was waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, she quickly turned her eyes to other places. Her little face still turned red. She said softly, "Sir, I have something to do today. Can I go first?"

"I'll take you there." He went to the wardrobe, took down the bath towel around his waist, wiped himself casually, and then threw it on the low cabinet.

When Mingke looked back, he accidentally saw the scene that made people blush and heart beat. He was busy and opened his eyes. He couldn't help breathing a few times.

Such a tall and strong body, slender to the point of perfection, arm muscles are also a piece, tangled in the wrong, so powerful, people can't bear to look away.This man really has the capital to make women scream, but she knows very well that she must not be one of those crazy women for him.

When he was dressed, she looked at him again. Without waiting for her to speak, he came over, took out a card from his wallet on the table and handed it to her: "how can I use someone else's card as a woman of my northern night?"

"I gave it back to him." Mingke was startled and didn't dare to take it. He just met his eyes and said seriously, "I gave him the mobile phone and the card he gave me last night. I really didn't cheat you."

"Did I say you lied to me?" The card was still handed to her: "do you want it?"

Mingke took it, just looked at it in a hurry, then looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, she asked: "do you need me to return it?"

His eye ground Mou Guang jumped next, hang Mou to look at her, suddenly again hook up a lip Cape: "meat compensates."

"I don't want it!" Mingke hurriedly handed the card back to him, but she didn't do such things.

"You don't have to." I can't even joke about it. This little girl takes this kind of thing so seriously. He really doubts that if he touches her again without an agreement, will she be determined by her death?

But what he didn't know was that when he turned to clean up his notebook, there was a bright light in Mingke's eyes.

This man is so proud, how can he allow others to refuse him? He was just joking. I can hear his name.

But this kind of thing is not clear to him. If he plays a rogue and says that she once promised to pay for the flesh, it will be troublesome.

She is not stupid. How can she take his things without confirming with him first? Now that he says she doesn't need to return it, she can brush the card freely.