Beloved of Bossy President

"Xiao Xiang will call me when he arrives." Mingke looks up at Beiming night. He doesn't know whether he really has such magical power, knows everything or has any other purpose.

Even Xiao Xiang knows that he is coming here today I don't want to doubt his motive, but for Mingke now, the president of Beiming can't give her too much peace of mind.

Beiming night pursed his lower lip. This method didn't work. His heart moved, and he asked, "what time is it now? Take a look at your cell phone. "

Mingke really wants to roll her eyes at him. Is that meant to upset her? what time? Isn't there a wall clock on the wall? Do you need to ask her to look at it with her cell phone?

"Half past seven." She glanced at the wall clock. Since the president of Beiming University found fault early in the morning, she had to get up. If she didn't get up, she washed her face and brushed her teeth to make herself sober. She didn't have so much energy to deal with this man.

He pulled the quilt on his body. After thinking about it, he might even order her to throw the quilt down. He felt a chill in his heart. He threw the quilt away and crawled to the bed naked.

It's really climbing. After the inhumane torture last night, she has no strength to turn down.

The pain all over her body has been reminding her what kind of treatment she suffered last night.

Pain, not only physical pain, but also heart pain.

But all of this means nothing to her. It's going to be over soon. It's going to be over. It's going to be over.

Beiming night just watched the goblin walk past in front of him naked. In the early morning, when the man was just full of blood, he was dazzled by the ice skin in front of him, and suddenly his eyes were full of flames.

In particular, the body of that small body is not hidden from the traces of blue and purple blood stasis. At the same time, it is more of the nature of the beast.

These mottled marks are all showing him how he pressed the little woman on the washing table last night, so that she can't even stand.

The scenes in the mirror reappear in her mind, her painful but happy expression, her uncontrollable crazy scream, because she can't bear the change from smiling to crying for mercy

She begged him, because men are too strong, she really can't stand

Breathing in a moment of chaos, the body taut tightly, clearly in her past, he also expected her to find the agreement on the bedside table, but the girl did not even glance.

There was the clothes she put in yesterday in the closet. Just as she opened the door of the closet, a hot body had been pasted up behind her.

She is not afraid of such a strong force, but she doesn't know how to deal with it.

The pain between her legs makes her unable to stand still for a few minutes. If we do it again now

She closed her eyes, closed the door of the closet, put her head on the door, took a deep breath, and then asked in a low voice, "Sir, or?"

Long pain is not as good as short pain. If you want it, you need it quickly. If you want to finish it, she can do her own thing.

Xiao Xiang is coming here today. She wants to go out and meet her.

Do you want it?

When a woman, or a woman who is interested in him, asks naked, what else can a man do besides asking directly?

However, the heart of the northern night is a bit cool down, she changed back to the cold woman last night, do you want to? It sounds like the clothes are smart and soft. In fact, they are accusing him.

She's still angry.

Finally, she could not bear the tension of her body, but she could not bear to get along with him.

Buried in her neck, gently gnawing at the delicate skin, his warm breath a stream of a stream of scattered, hot arms of the little woman had a few points of indefensible feeling.

Well, she is still a little powerless to resist his charm. When he rarely has a little gentleness, she always gives up her arms easily.

There's a little sweat on the forehead. I don't know if it's because I'm worried or expecting something. The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and even the air conditioner doesn't seem to work.

Her breathing became shortness, her body also fluctuated with her breathing, and the breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter. It fell on her neck, so hot that people could hardly bear it.

When both of them didn't speak, the room was strangely quiet. I don't know how long after that, Mingke finally couldn't help calling softly: "sir."

She didn't know what was the matter with him. If she wanted to, she wanted to go away. She just hugged her like this. She didn't even have half a piece of cloth to cover her shame, which made her very strange.

"Do you want to give it to me that way?" In fact, he didn't want to, but she couldn't find the gift he had prepared for a long time

Finally, the big palm took away from her: "girl, yesterday's thing..."

"No more noise." Mingke breathed a sigh of relief and took the clothes from the wardrobe. This time, even if her legs were weak, she escaped as fast as she could.The door of the bathroom was closed. Beiming night knew that she had gone to wash, but

Eyes again on the bedside table agreement, such a large agreement on here, she really can't see it?

Is her body too big to block her eyes?

To Give it to her yourself?

He went back to the bed and sat down, looked at the agreement, and looked at her mobile phone which was not far away from the agreement. After a long hesitation, he finally picked up the agreement.

I lost my temper with her yesterday, as if It's really his fault. How about coaxing her once? Just once, after coaxing her, if she still treated herself with this lukewarm attitude, he would not coax her any more.

OK, this time.

He is a man, so a man should be more generous. Just say, girl, let's start over

When Mingke came out of the bathroom, Beiming night was still sitting by the bed, holding something in her hand. She didn't see it clearly.

Beiming night was a little nervous, even the palm with the agreement was slightly sweating.

Why don't we just say, "this agreement is over, we have formal contacts"? In a word, why do you feel so difficult?

She came over

A man who has never been afraid of many things in his life is as restless as a young man who is waiting to express his love to his little lover.

I don't know how many times I've done it. I don't know how many times I've seen my body. It's just a few words. What's the difficulty?

But he is inexplicably nervous

"Don't you wash, sir?" Mingke glanced at him. He didn't know what he was doing. How could there be big sweat on his forehead and face?

What's in your hand?

Her eyes moved away from his face and gradually looked at the things in his hands. She narrowed her eyes and still couldn't understand what it was. She just felt that she was a little familiar.

Knowing that she was paying attention to the agreement in her hand, Beiming took a deep breath and was about to open her mouth when the mobile phone named Ke on the bedside table suddenly rang