Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke stares at his bright eyes for some reason. He is happy and wants to kill people. What is the man thinking?

Before she could figure it out, the voice of the northern night was ringing again: "come on, put out your feet, I'll wear them for you."

“……”

Let the president of Beiming wear a small interior for herself. The picture is too beautiful for her to see. So after knowing that she can't resist anyway, Mingke can close her eyes and let him go.

Finally, Beiming night helped her put on all her clothes, and the tassel dress was also properly dressed for her.

However, Mingke packed up, but he was not well. His body was tight. Even if he didn't look, he knew that he was in an embarrassing situation.

Want to turn around to block their own embarrassment, the body side of the woman turned her lips, disapproval of the way: "dead lust."

Eyes to his abdomen below the place swept a turn, her red face from his side walked past, also muttered: "so can't stand provocation, also don't know how many women before seduced."

Beiming night this is not happy, from beginning to end can seduce him also this woman.

He didn't even know what they looked like. She was the only one who could show up in his bed and stay until dawn?

But Mingke was a little unhappy. He went to the desk and leaned on the desk. He looked back at him with a little pout.

"What's the matter? Give me a shake in the morning. Is it possible to be queen after the agreement is torn

The name can white he one eye, don't speak, just the facial expression still don't how good-looking.

"Can you make sense?" Beiming night went over, long finger out, her chin hook up, let her to his eyes: "if you continue to be unreasonable, give me face, then don't blame me unreasonable."

The waist stick stuck to her, let her clearly feel their own impulse, see her eye flash and panic, he finally smile satisfied: "what are you thinking? Tell me the truth. "

Mingke glared at him fiercely, thinking that she would obey the agreement in this way?

Although she knew that she would bow her head in the end, she couldn't get used to his appearance of being a villain.

"How many times have you been in love before? How many women have you served? " Finally, she could not help but ask the questions in her heart. As long as he was honest, she could forgive him.

Beiming night a Leng, didn't expect her to care about is these.

"Never been in love." He also honest account: "but to a few women."

"How many?" How many or more, or dozens?

She's angry! When I was with him, I was clean and innocent, but what about him?

She glanced at the still rising flame, and she wanted to slap it on the head.

Thinking about these things all day long, she didn't believe that there were less than ten or eight women before him.

"What? You don't eat jealousy like this. I was almost 28 years old when I knew you. " Beiming night is somewhat helpless. Men in their twenties are psychologically and physiologically normal. They need one or two women to solve the problem. Isn't that normal?

"I haven't asked for any other women since I was with you. Is that a satisfactory answer?" He snorted.

Mingke mumbles. Are you satisfied? If she was not satisfied, it would be the first time that he was not.

However, it's true that she was almost 28 years old when I met her.

After thinking about it, she felt a little unreasonable, but she just couldn't help but want to know: "how many are that?"

"I don't know." Beiming night a little irritable to pick up the bangs, turned to pick up the things they would go out.

I don't know. Is it because there are so many?

Mingke went with her, like a housekeeper, who was very inquisitive, but refused to let go: "then tell me how long I have been with them, and how many people have taken them home to see their parents?"

"Aren't you the only one?" You think he'll be able to bring people here at will?

Not to mention Oriental International, even in Diyuan, it is also a unique thing.

Still pestering with him, are women the same? How can a man live such a mean life?

Mingke knew that he must be impatient to ask these questions, and she didn't want to ask them, but since they all asked such questions, she didn't give up if she didn't ask them clearly.

"Then you and them..."

"I've only been with each of them for an hour, maybe not yet." Beiming night put down the things in his hand, looked back at her, eyes are still so deep, but with a bit of sincerity: "only when I was young, I didn't know much, I found several women in the nightclub, a cup of slap can really count, you don't believe to ask the lost soup, he knows my whereabouts best."

My name didn't say anything. I felt comfortable at last.Young does not change, perhaps every man will experience it, if not once, it is a bit abnormal.

Finally, she realized that something was wrong with her today. She looked at him, blinked her eyes and said, "I didn't mean to. I just saw you help me dress just now, and suddenly remembered that you might have served other women."

"Bullshit." Beiming night picked up the bag and collapsed on her shoulder. She went to her side and pulled her into her arms: "you are the only woman I have ever kissed, and you are the only one who has spent the night in my bed. Who do you think I am? Will you serve anyone you like? "

Name can not speak, but the heart is somewhat sweet, not casually serve people, that is to say, she is not a casual person?

She no longer entangled in these messy things, nor did she say much about Beiming night.

After all, in fact, he also had a feeling of emptiness. When the girl was with her, she was clean from inside to outside. Even her heart was clean and pure.

I don't know anything. I don't know how to guard against people.

Such a fragile little thing, I know that I will encounter a lot of troubles in the future when I leave her by my side, but if it's a sweet burden, he will admit it.

"In the future, there will be no more messy women, I promise." After kissing her on the top of her head, he opened the door of the hall and walked out with her.

Although Mingke didn't speak, he was really moved in his heart.

In fact, she will occasionally indulge for a while, isn't it his right?

If men don't love you, who would like to see your face live, so, indulgence, that is, once or twice.

In the future, she will not ask about such things.

Outside the door, Beiming Liancheng happened to come back from the outside. As soon as they went out, they looked up and saw that he was a bit disordered by the wind and banged on his forehead.

"Where did you go last night?" The North dark night asks a way, the long arm is still on the name can waist, didn't let go for a moment.

"Stay in a hotel." Beiming doesn't even hide the city.

Can't you live in an apartment or a hotel? Do you expect him to have a cold night outside?

Mingke's face suddenly turned red again.

Beiming night is not the same thing. The boy knows to stay away and leave space for them. He is still sensible.

Hang Mou to see a name can one eye, just see North Ming Lian City again, he way: "today have a cruise ship contest, together?"