Beloved of Bossy President

A love lasted until the early hours of the morning, and finally ended slowly when they were sweating. Mingke even thought it was a waste of energy to speak, and his consciousness gradually became confused.

Before she fell into a dream, she noticed that the sound of knocking on the door and Xia Qianjin's crying seemed to have disappeared.

It turned out that she knew what enough was, though it seemed too late.

Imagine her sadness and despair when she knocked on the door and no one paid any attention to it. Instead of sympathy, she was a little happy.

Even though I don't know why I'm so happy, I just think that Beiming night is so indifferent to other women. When I think about it, I'm so happy.

With that little smile, she soon fell into a dream.

Beiming night's long arm stretched out, lifted her small head up, let her pillow in his arm, stretched out his hand to take her over, this small body then soft fell in his arms.

Listening to her rhythmic breathing and looking at the smile on her lips, her heart became soft again.

What on earth was she thinking when she was laughing so happily?

He suddenly wanted to know what was hidden in the girl's head? What is she laughing at when she is sleeping in his bed after being tossed by him for so long?

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In the early morning, Mingke got up from the bed. Although LiuYao was a little sour, I don't know whether Beiming heard her advice last night and didn't make her too hard. Therefore, the bitterness was obviously less than in the past.

When she got up, she just kneaded her waist and adapted to the pain.

She slipped down from the bed and didn't see any wake-up in the northern night. With a sigh of relief, she turned and walked to the wardrobe, took out a dress from inside and put it on leisurely.

Because she didn't wake up in the northern night, she didn't even need to go to the bathroom to change her clothes, so she dressed directly in the room.

When I put on my skirt, rolled up my long hair and decided to go to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, I turned around and found that the man who should have been lying on the bed sleeping sweetly was staring at her.

"Nice figure." He rolled up his lips and said with a smile.

Mingke was stunned for half a second. After half a second, she screamed and ran to the bathroom immediately.

Asshole! The bastard pretended to sleep and let her change clothes in front of him!

This asshole Wuwu, he saw all of them!

Beiming night didn't understand that people had already been seen by him. Everything was clean inside and outside. How could they be so shy in front of him? However, that shyness can always please her easily.

Watching her slender figure disappear behind the bathroom door, he whistled and turned down from the bed.

That bastard seems to be in a good mood today, unexpectedly whistle! She didn't expect that emperor Shao, who was the most terrible in the legend, would be so frivolous as a hooligan.

What about his temperament? What about his cool and noble? How to get along with each other for a long time, and find out that he has a lot of grounding in fact?

At the beginning, people were afraid to get close to him. Why did they feel more and more that he was not born cold after a period of time together? Sometimes when he was in a good mood, people were warm?

In particular, recently, I often feel that his big palm is very warm, even his body is warm. Compared with the cold breath that makes people's blood coagulate for the first time, it seems that the northern night beside her now It's more like a real being.

After brushing my teeth, I washed my face with a few handfuls of water. Before I could get a towel to wipe the water off my face, a slightly warmer body had been pasted behind me.

He put his long arm around her waist. Before she screamed, he lowered his head to her and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "maybe Xia Qianjin is still outside the door."

Mingke was startled, and the scream that was about to overflow from his lips and teeth was immediately swallowed back.

That daughter is too terrible. She doesn't want to provoke her. She doesn't want to provoke her at all. It must not be a good thing to be entangled by such a person.

From the mirror through to see her stunned expression, Beiming night shallow smile, a little joy and spread in the heart.

I didn't tell her that the sound insulation effect of his room was really good, especially they were still in the bathroom, separated by two doors. Even if she broke her throat here, Xia Qianjin would not hear it.

With a pleasant smile on his lips, he nibbled in her ear and said, "what were you laughing at when you were sleeping last night? When a woman goes to bed, she feels happy, doesn't she? "

Her body slightly stiff, delicate frown, almost can't help but scold him a shameless.

However, she did not scold, but squeezed a little stiff smile, looked at him in the mirror and said softly, "yes, very happy."

When he heard what satisfied him, he just put in his two long arms and released her when he was waiting for her answer.Mingke breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just noticed his overbearing breath and gave him a satisfactory reply. He was about to turn around and leave the bathroom, but Beiming night behind him looked at her in the mirror and said, "didn't you buy something yesterday? Why not? "

Take up the mouthwash cup. He took the toothbrush that she had prepared for him to squeeze toothpaste. Before brushing, he lost two sentences: "if you don't like it, please go back to the servant."

"I didn't say I didn't like it." She immediately took back her steps, went to the empty place beside him, washed her hands, took out a piece of cotton pad, dipped in the bottle of expensive toner, and swept her face bit by bit.

Just now, I didn't intend to do my own business after washing him and leaving. With his great God, how dare she occupy his space.

But, this big God seems to like to squeeze a place with oneself very much, that she is also not polite.

Anyway, the bathroom is so big, and the washing table is also very big. If two people use it together, it doesn't seem crowded at all.

Beiming night, while brushing her teeth, looked at her in the mirror.

She seemed to be very attentive when she tossed about these bottles and cans. She didn't notice that he was staring at her all the time. The small face seemed to be flashing more and more soft light under the service of ten fingers.

In the past, he really didn't like someone standing beside him and occupying his place, but now, he seems to be used to it. He is not only used to letting her sleep in his bed, but also used to letting her occupy half of his wardrobe, half of his bathroom, and even half of his washing table.

Two people crowded together, he not only did not feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, there is a warm feeling.

It's like having a family, a couple