Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke's hands were in front of him, and he was about to escape to the bathroom.

The bathroom is so big that it can accommodate more than a dozen people to take a bath together. She thought she was fast enough and the door was already in front of her. But just as her fingertips were about to touch the door handle, suddenly her waist was tight and she was held up.

"If you can't get water on the wound, don't shower." The voice of the northern night is a bit dumb, dumb, for any other woman, must be confused by the hoarseness full of desire.

In addition to the dark night, she is not completely afraid of other women.

People are put in the bathtub, just a flash God, he has picked up the flower sprinkle head, warm water fell on her.

She gasped for breath, because the rapid breathing, that small body more moving posture.

The northern night's eyes darkened. Suddenly the shower threw her head, grabbed her small body and pressed it on the edge of the bathtub

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Mingke really felt aggrieved and agreed to let her read and review her lessons tonight. But now, even sitting there, she has the possibility of falling off her chair at any time. She can't read a word in the book at all.

His hands trembled slightly. It was difficult to turn over books. His waist was very sour. He would break it at any time.

Several times she wanted to reach out and rub, but her hands and feet were weak. It was extremely difficult for her to do such a simple thing.

I don't know how many times she couldn't help humming. She still rubbed her waist hard. Although she didn't have much strength in her hands, if she didn't rub her waist, it was really hard

All of a sudden, a big palm fell on her waist and rubbed it lightly.

Mingke was startled. His face, which had been better, turned pale again. Even his body was tense and stiff for a moment.

But in addition to rubbing her waist, she didn't have any other bad behavior. Unexpectedly, the big palm was no longer cold, but warm.

Have to say, let him knead, waist really feel a lot better, just, uneasy.

Mingke didn't hum. He didn't dare to move around the table. As time went by, the initial uneasiness caused by his actions finally faded away.

She secretly breathed a breath, finally slightly sit body, raised eyebrow angle, secretly aimed at him.

His left hand kneaded on her waist, and his right hand pointed at the mouse. His eyes had not moved away from the notebook for more than half a minute. His attentive appearance made people not doubt his seriousness at this moment.

But his big palm on her waist didn't stop for a second

One heart two uses, this man deduces these four words extremely excellently.

"If you look at me like this, are you inviting me to ask you again?" He fingertips micro motion, clearly studying the figures in the chart, the two thin lips micro motion, unexpectedly threw out such a rude words.

Mingke's face turned red, his heart beat faster in an instant, and he took back his eyes in a hurry. He didn't dare to look at him any more.

The eldest young master of the Empire group, the richest man of Dongling, and Mr. Beiming, who looks so beautiful that people are angry, can he speak more vulgar?

When she picked up the English book, she couldn't help glancing at the clock not far away.

Half past nine! If she remembers correctly, when she went into the bathroom, it was only half past seven. For almost two hours, he had been tossing about. Except for the half-time break less than ten minutes after the first time, he never stopped.

This man has more physical strength than she imagined.

Thinking of the time he spent on himself, a little face was as red as a ripe tomato. She grabbed the English book tightly and managed to adjust her mood. Then she read it quietly.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, she was really fascinated. Even the man around her turned his head to look at her.

It's said that a serious woman is the best. Sure enough, when she is serious, the luster on her small face is so beautiful that people can't bear to look away.

The color of the northern night star's eyes went on black again. I couldn't figure out what was on her all the time. He was addicted to this kind of thing again and again.

On the first night, he took almost the whole night.

Just now, the messy scenes in the bathroom were also the result of his indulgence. Since he was so big, when has he been so indulgent?

However, it's a good choice to use this small body to adjust your mood. When you come back, you feel a little depressed. Now, after venting, you feel a lot better.

When he saw a few strands of green silk falling from her temples, he turned back to look at the laptop screen and ignored her.

It's just that the big palm changed its position and continued to rub on the other side of her waist

When Tong Feifei knocked on the door and came in, he saw this strange picture. Whether he would like to admit it or not, this picture is also surprisingly warm and harmonious.The two actually sat there doing their own things. The big palm of the northern night was still on Mingke's waist. I didn't know whether they were holding it or rubbing it for her.

In fact, it's not the first time for her to knock on the door. Every time she knocks on the door, there is no response. This time, she can't help but try to twist the handle of the door. Unexpectedly, the door is not locked.

There was not even a servant on the second floor. Maybe there were only three of them on the second floor. She was stunned when she went in. She remembered that she shouldn't be so rude. However, after seeing this scene, all her attention was attracted by their way of getting along with each other. She didn't even notice that she had gone in unconsciously.

Ten steps behind the door, they suddenly saw the sound of Tang Feizhi jumping.

Beiming night didn't even look back, but the big palm took back from her waist and fell on the keyboard. I didn't know what it was beating.

This situation is a bit awkward. Beiming night ignores Tang Feifei, but Mingke has already seen her. It's unreasonable to learn that he ignores others, but she doesn't have any position to say anything to her. It's very strange.

In the end, it was Tong Feifei who broke the silence: "where did you go just now? I've knocked on the door many times, and there's no response in it. "

"You're in the wrong room." The voice of the northern night is cold and clear, and it sounds like a chill that makes people retreat.