Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke really doesn't want to think of Beiming night as an animal that is no different from animals, but he is really an animal!

"Drink it?" The cup in the hand of North dark night pressed again come over, together with his body, continuously pressing toward her body.

Name can take a deep breath, whether willing or not, at this time, or dare not resist.

It turns out that she can be lawless if she tears the agreement. Even if she tears the agreement, he can still eat her to death.

"Drink!" The voice of the northern night suddenly increased.

"I drink!" Mingke was startled. He immediately lowered his head to hold the edge of the cup and began to drink.

Half a glass of red wine, she can barely swallow, but after drinking this wine, her face has been red through.

It's different from just now. Just now, I was shy when talking about that kind of thing. Now, I'm fumigated by wine.

"Don't pretend to be drunk. I know better than you how much you drink." Beiming night finally laughs, grabs the bottle of wine not far away, and pours it into the cup.

"Two drinks slightly drunk, hands and feet a little disobedient, but conscious." His two red lips wet with wine are like petals. I don't know how beautiful they are. However, he doesn't like to hear his words at all: "four cups can be put down. It's an unspeakable love."

The cup came close to him and he laughed: "tonight, let's try what five cups will be like."

"No..." She said goodbye and finally asked for forgiveness: "night, I'm really wrong, but I don't know where I'm wrong. Can you tell me? Can't I admit my mistake? "

It seems that the prince's pen is not as important as she imagined. People don't take it seriously. That What's wrong?

Suddenly, some fragments came back to her mind, and she opened her eyes wide when she was scared, staring at his handsome face.

"Night..."

"Do you remember?" The North night laughs joyfully, so bright eyes, but the name can see a little fire from inside.

She remembered, how could she forget such an important thing?

When the president of Beiming was on the yacht, didn't he make it clear? Tonight, you're dead!

Wu Wu, she was so excited that she had already forgotten all about it. How can she remember?

"Night, don't be so How about being mean? " It was already in the daytime. How could he remember it so clearly?

Can't you forget?

This guy is the cheapest one she's ever met!

Heart Belly Fei, know his fierce body and to his stomach pressure, name can be scared suddenly back to God.

As soon as she saw the smile under his eyes, she knew that she had made a mistake just now.

"You How can you forgive me? " If you can't plead for mercy, can you plead guilty?

"Let you go?" Let him leave him alone in the room when the fire is burning, run outside to be happy, even make fun of him. "Do you think I'll let you go?"

The name was so gloomy that the glass of red wine came again.

She bit the lip, flustered, in his body deliberately squeeze down to his body, a horizontal heart, one breath and swallow half a cup.

When her breath slowed down, she continued to shout the edge of the cup. This time, she took the initiative and swallowed the remaining glass of wine.

"Five, right?" A glass and a half of wine down, her consciousness is still very clear, although the head melon began to shake a little, but, this does not affect her thinking.

Five is five, and five is not bad. When she gets drunk, she will be able to make her eyes clean.

At most, I can't get out of bed when I wake up tomorrow. She also admits that what she offends is the cheapest man in the world.

It's better to finish the whole thing than to drink slowly.

This pair of high aspirations like going to the guillotine made the president of Beiming laugh more happily.

"Five, but..." He stretched out his long finger and crossed her lip: "take your time."

Who is he? What are the most feared roles of all the people in Dongling? Lingchi, he has a good time. Doesn't she know his advantage?

"Come here. Let's drink slowly." Big palm buttoned up her wrist and grabbed something. He led her to the bedside.

"I don't I'm not going Name can already see clearly, what is he holding in his hand.

Isn't that the handcuff he put on the desk just now? He took the handcuffs and told her to go to bed

No! It can't be like that. She's scared. She's really scared!

"Night..."

"Just drinking. What are you afraid of?" With a little push, the woman has been pushed down on the bed by him.

Name can hold up his body to want to get up, but he suddenly buckled her wrist, pulled her over, let her face himself.

With a click, one end of the handcuffs was already on her wrist."Night, don't do that, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong!" Seeing him pass the chain of the handcuffs through the carved wooden column at the head of the bed and take the other end, Mingke finally cried out in panic: "no! Night, no! I know I'm wrong, I don't dare any more, I don't dare any more! "

"Your voice can be louder, so that even the city they think there is something wrong here, all come up to see how I teach my little woman." Northern night's lips always contain a pleasant smile, even the voice is so gentle, you can't hear where he is angry.

But he is angry, angry like this, angry all day!

It turns out that this kind of thing can't be used as a joke, but I don't know her name, because she has no other man except him.

Now, she finally knew that she would not play such a joke with him in the future.

But did she know too late?

There was another click, and the other end of the handcuffs was firmly fastened to her wrist.

Her wrists were buttoned up, and she could do nothing but move her hands in a small area above her head.

"Night..." She wants to cry without tears, looking at the man sitting down beside her, "night, I just..."

"In this case, I dare not tell him what to say.

Beg for mercy, the president of Beiming doesn't like this.

"Night." She called timidly, just to find a little pity for himself.

"Well?" Beiming night had left the big bed, put down the bottle of wine on the bedside table, poured a cup for himself, and put it in.

But he didn't want to drink it himself.

Head down, long fingers from her lips slide down, easily slide into her mouth, his kiss also followed.

Boiling hot liquor along the throat slide, timid little woman can only bear in silence, at this time, the most dare not do is disobedience.

If she is obedient, can he treat her better?