Beloved of Bossy President

For the next two days, Mingke took care of Beiming night in the imperial court.

Sometimes calm down to think, people immediately wilt, this semester's studies, almost deserted.

Sure enough, students shouldn't fall in love. Although she and Beiming night are like this now, they probably don't fall in love. However, there is a man who is really time-consuming and doesn't even attend classes. His character is too bad.

That day, after Dongli sent the photos to Beiming Liancheng, Beiming Liancheng hid in his room all night. The next morning, he gathered three photos for everyone.

Dongli took the photos and searched the whole process directly, but in the evening of the next day, he found the body of the man at sea.

Once the case was filed, the body was directly sent back to the police station, but after a whole day's investigation, the police found that the entry and exit records of this person were almost the same, even his identity was almost the same.

As we all know, some killers have been trained since childhood. Their identities have been completely wiped out since they were very young. When they are trained, there will be many identities assigned to them. Every task assigned will have an identity. But the person to be killed this time is Beiming night, so this person must not be left alive.

"Who have come to Dongling recently?" Listening to the report of Dongli, Beiming night asked.

"The dragon family came, but they went back yesterday." Dongli glances at the huge screen in front of them. He is attracted by the two characters who are fighting in it. However, there is no mistake when reporting: "it seems that he came to Dongling to take long chuyang back to participate in A birthday party in their family. "

The fingertip of the northern night pauses slightly. Mingke immediately shakes the joystick and directly gives his character hundreds of blood.

The eyes of the northern night swept past her face, then nodded and waved.

Originally, there was no birthday party for the dragon family in November. This one is for the new members.

Originally, it was not very important, probably because it was the first birthday party, so it was very grand. Even long chuyang was taken back.

He is not sure who did the assassination, perhaps because of the people behind the people on his island.

It's just that none of the dozen killers, or even computer experts, knows who they're looking for. The killers come from a killer organization, but they're bought with money.

Dongli left the hall and went on working.

The girl in the arms of Beiming night suddenly screamed: "I won!"

Looking up at his deep eyes, she bent her small mouth and laughed scornfully: "don't you say that you are very powerful? You pig, you didn't know how to dodge those moves just now. "

She called herself a "pig". Beimingye didn't seem to mind at all. She stared at her small face full of brilliance and smile, and suddenly held up her face with a big palm.

"No!" Mingke didn't even think about it. He said, "I don't want to be with a patient That way, you can control your emotions

Beiming night a Leng, immediately reaction come over, dare feeling this guy is afraid he wants? Just touch her face. It's a lot of ideas.

Mingke had escaped from his palm and half knelt down in front of him, looking for the wound behind him.

"What are you looking at? All right Today is the morning of the third day. The scars on the back have already been healed and itching since I woke up in the morning.

According to Dr. Yang, it's better to start itching.

As soon as I mentioned this, I couldn't help looking behind me, trying to scratch.

Mingke immediately grasped his palm and pulled it back: "you can't grasp it. It will leave scars."

"What is a little scar?" It's not like he doesn't have scars. There are countless large and small scars. What's the difference between more and less scars?

"No way." But Mingke didn't give up. He grabbed his hand and didn't let him go behind him.

Leaving scars is still a small matter. Nails are poisonous and inflamed if they are not well done.

Beiming night pursed lips, eyes fell on her face, so serious, do not know people still think that the injury is her.

The fundus can't help but exude a little soft breath. Some things are flowing at the moment, like pity, contradiction, helplessness and heartache. It's a pity that the speed of flowing is too fast, and the women around them don't notice it at all.

He pulled her back to his arms and gently hugged her: "next month is your birthday, isn't it? "The sixteenth?"

Name can be a little doubt that he heard wrong, Beiming president will remember her birthday? Or do you even remember the date?

Seeing her unbelievable appearance, Beiming night knew how bad impression she had left in her heart. Could it be that caring would make her so surprised?

However, if it wasn't for that, it would be very difficult for him to remember her birthday. It should be said that he never deliberately recorded a demerit.

However, the dragon family will have a birthday party next month. He knows the date, so he remembers her birthday.

"What do you want?" He bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the forehead. He asked softly.Mingke raised his head to meet his eyes: "what can I have?"

"You can try it." He didn't give a direct answer, which seemed casual.

The color of Mingke's eyes darkened slightly. In fact, she wanted to say that she wanted the agreement. She wanted to see Beiming night tear up the agreement by herself. After that, they were no longer an agreement, and she no longer called him "Sir" like a servant.

Without the agreement, their status will be equal. No matter how rich or poor they are, no matter how high their value is, at least, she doesn't owe him.

If you don't owe him, you'll be equal.

But this words finally did not say export, with the North night to her possessive, let him return the agreement to her that is impossible, think more useless.

"Are you going to give me a present?" She turned around, sat back in his arms, picked up the joystick and continued a round of game: "I want something very expensive and valuable, preferably in cash. If there is no cash, the check can be."

"Little money buff." The long finger of the northern night crossed her cheek. The sound of a little money fan was an unspeakable pet.

Mingke's heart still can't stop shaking. She'd better not get too close to this crazy looking handsome guy. She falls into the pit and can't get up again.

At more than 11 o'clock that day, Yu Feifan, who was sent out of the hospital by Beiming Daidai, came. Knowing that Yu Feifan was going to live in the imperial court, Mingke prepared lunch for Beiming night. While Beiming night was working, she packed up and asked the servants of the imperial court to drive her back to school.

That woman, she really does not want to see, previously thought she elegant atmosphere, now, only feel hypocritical, let her hate.

Maybe women are the same, for men can become very crazy.

In the future, will you be the same?