Beloved of Bossy President

"Yes." Beiming Liancheng answers faintly, knowing that her answer will make her panic and even fall into fear, but he has no way, he is not good at lying, if she wants to know, ask him in this way.

The premise is that she can hold out until she has asked all the questions.

It was obvious that the girl was a bit drunk. She had drunk at least one third of a bottle of wine. When the bottle of red wine was finished, she wanted to ask. I'm afraid she didn't have the ability.

He didn't know how to coax a woman. He only knew that the boss told him to pacify the girl and don't let her worry.

However, after talking to her, she seemed even more afraid.

But the game has started, and he can't find an excuse to end it.

Mingke raised her hand again and wanted to continue with him in a hurry. This time, she won again and asked, "those killers are after him, aren't they?"

"No Beiming Liancheng shook his head and stared at her: "do you want to continue?"

Mingke ponders with deep eyes. It's related to those killers. But those killers are not chasing him, but he is in danger now

Can you tell her all the answers at once? What is Beiming night doing now? Why is he in danger? So let her go to ask, make her in the heart really very uneasy, when can just ask all the questions?

"If not, I'll go back." Beiming Liancheng took another sip and said lazily.

"Go on." Mingke grabbed the corner of his coat, pulled him back to the chair, raised his hand and stared at him: "come on."

This time, Mingke lost three times in a row. After three mouthfuls, her eyes were blurred and her head was so heavy that she could hardly hold the bottle.

Beiming Liancheng has been staring at her little red face. She never knows that a woman's drunken appearance is so good-looking. Originally, she thought that a woman's drunkenness can only be described as terror. If she starts to vomit, it's really disgusting.

But he did not expect that when a woman was drunk, her face was so lovely, red, pink and tender, just like a ripe fruit.

Looking back, he said, "do you want to continue?"

"Go on." Mingke's voice is a bit hoarse and anxious, but this guy is not willing to tell her the whole thing. She really can't understand why the northern night is dangerous.

Those killers didn't go after him, so what did he do about killers? Is he investigating the whereabouts of those killers, taking the initiative to provoke and put himself in danger?

But does Beiming Liancheng's calmness mean that he won't do anything?

She reached out and went on to the next one, but she lost.

Looking at Beiming Liancheng, she said angrily: "Captain Liancheng, can you tell me the whole story? It's hard for me to guess like this. "

Beiming Liancheng raised the wine bottle and tasted it slowly, ignoring her.

Mingke bit his lip and knew that he couldn't change his mind. But she raised her hand again: "come again."

Another time, she lost. She took a deep breath and took a mouthful. When the bottle was put down, it didn't stand firmly on the table. Instead, it was put on the edge of the table and was about to fall.

Or Beiming Liancheng, with quick eyes and quick hands, took the bottle back and put it firmly in front of her.

"Are you still coming?" He asked.

"Come on." Mingke is hoarse, stares at his big palm and raises his hand again.

In this way, less than ten minutes later, after she finished the last sip, her hand suddenly softened, and the bottle immediately fell from her palm.

Beiming Liancheng took it and put the empty wine bottle back on the table. She was lying on the table with her eyes half closed, looking drowsy.

He stood up, went to her side, and called faintly, "what's up? Are you still awake? "

Name can exhort a, want to sit straight body, can just sit up, head melon shake shake, people soft to one side.

Beiming Liancheng gave her a hand. Seeing that her face was flushed and she could not sit still, he bent down to pick her up and walked towards the big bed.

Mingke only felt that the whole person was light, and suddenly she felt weightless. She was startled and subconsciously grabbed his skirt. Her thin lips, which were wet with wine, moved and murmured: "night, how can you come back?"

Beiming Liancheng was stunned. Unexpectedly, she took herself as the boss. However, he was just stunned. He held her beside the bed, put her on the bed, and even took off her slippers.

Pull the quilt to her body a cover, will turn to leave, the woman behind suddenly a grasp on his big palm: "where are you going? Don't go. The company captain says you are in danger. Come back quickly

"I'm not the boss." He looked back at her, voice cold, drooping eyes looking at the hands holding his big palm, a dazzle at the bottom of his heart seemed to be touched, in a moment, a little strange feeling flowed from the bottom of his heart.

A little bit. I can't bear to push her away.She just wanted to shake her hand, but he didn't think it was so strong.

"I'm not the boss." He went back to the bed again, staring at her: "don't worry, although the boss is in danger, he will be fine. He will be back soon."

Mingke seemed to have no idea what he was saying. He still held his hand tightly. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness: "don't go, night. He said it was dangerous, that Asshole, he won't tell me anything. He's so hateful. I I wish I could tear him up. "

Beiming Liancheng's bushy sword eyebrows frowned slightly. It turned out that the girl wanted to tear him. Why didn't she show it just now?

"Do you really hate him so much?" He couldn't help asking.

Mingke blinked, his eyes covered with a layer of watery luster: "hate him? Who do you hate? "

Beiming Liancheng pursed her lips, a little impatient, and wanted to push her away, but she held her hand so tightly that she pulled out her hand for fear of hurting her.

This woman is as fragile as a piece of paper. She is afraid to tear her at any time.

Helpless, he had to stand in situ, staring at her, said: "the boss will not have an accident, he will come back soon, you let go, I want to go back to rest."

"Where are you going again?" Mingke stares at him, clearly has completely regarded him as Beiming night, not only did not let go, but also took his big palm, pulled to his face: "don't go, you leave me here, I am actually very unhappy, night, I want to go with you, you take me to go?"

Clench him hard, greedy for the warmth brought by his rough big palm, she murmured and complained: "I don't want to stay here at all, I want to be with you, night, I don't want to leave you for a moment, I really miss you."