Beloved of Bossy President

Feeling Mingke's uneasiness, Beiming night tightens her long arm and says, "I have so many enemies. If you follow me, I can't say you will be implicated. Aren't you afraid?"

It turns out that what he said was this. Although I don't know why he thought of these things well, Mingke was relieved.

As long as there is nothing to hide from her, these things are really nothing.

Now for her, what she is most afraid of is that there are so many things that she can't bear to hide from him. As for other things, sincerity is not important.

Back to his waist, she whispered: "it's already like this. What if I'm afraid? Are you going to leave because you are afraid? "

"Don't you think life is more important than being with me?" Although he said so, his eyes staring at her small face flickered with expectations that he could not even notice.

In fact, he really wanted to hear some affirmative words from her. Although he never thought that one or two words could change anything, he just wanted to hear them for no reason.

It is said that women are hearing animals. In fact, men are the same, but most men don't want to admit that they have soft ears.

Mingke still blinks his eyes and stares at his face without much expression. Although he still has some worries in his heart, if it's just this problem, it's really nothing to think about.

She said softly, "if I leave you, maybe..."

She lowered her eyes, did not dare to meet his hot eyes, the voice was so light that she could hardly hear: "maybe it would be worse than death."

Yes, she still suspected that he had something to do with the fall of her father, but she couldn't cheat herself. She didn't know when she had liked him so much that she didn't know how to live without him.

Some feelings don't know how they came into being. When she found out, they had been deeply rooted there. She could only pray that Dad's affairs had nothing to do with him. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to get along with him.

There was a touch of joy under the eyes of Beiming night, but he didn't speak, just hugged him tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly my arms relaxed and I said with a smile, "don't you want to go to the hot spring? It's said that there are many delicious food there. If they don't go there, they will rob all the delicious food. "

Mingke slipped from his leg. Seeing that his face was no longer gloomy, she also raised her smile and took his big hand: "then don't you hurry to change clothes? If they rob you of all the delicious food, I won't let you go later. "

"Why don't you let me go?" Beimingye stood up and walked to the bed with her. The bed was still covered with his swimming trunks and bath towel.

The name can be white, he a look, murmur small mouth, murmur a way: "then you will know."

"If it's in bed, welcome." He smiles, looks at the girl to turn head white after oneself one eye, then speeds up the speed to take the lead to leave the door.

It wasn't until she came out that the smile of her lips was slowly put away, and she held the swimming trunks on the bed in her hand. She didn't know where the focus of her eyes was, but the bottom of her eyes was a little chilly.

Don't blame him for being so blatant.

Some people don't give them a warning, they don't know for a lifetime, not everyone, they can afford it!

……

After that night, there was really a strong wind. The wind was stronger for a while, but for more than an hour, it had changed from a gentle breeze to a roaring gale.

When they got back to the hot spring, they were only informed to have a rest for half an hour.

A group of people hid in the hall with a strong retro atmosphere to eat hot pot in the oven. Outside was the sound of the wind. The typhoon in winter suddenly lowered the temperature of the mountain by at least 10 degrees.

Several women all put on thick robes, which were provided by the hotel. With their thin coats, they could not resist the cold at this time.

But a few men seem to be able to withstand the cold more than one, the wind howling, on a thin coat, no one's face is not good.

The typhoon is expected to end in two days. Although we don't know whether the forecast is accurate, they are ready before they come. They will spend the two days here.

Although the wind is strong, the buildings on the mountain are strong enough. As long as you stay inside, no matter how big the typhoon is, it's OK.

In the middle of the dinner, Mingke found that there seemed to be one person missing in the hall. Beimingxun didn't know where he was, and the bottle of wine on his seat also disappeared.

This guy won't take a bottle of wine and hide in the bar alone?

Side head looked at the night of the north, the night of the north is just looking at her: "I go out for a while."

She nodded and watched him leave the hall. She wanted to tell him not to run around because of the strong wind outside, but he had already gone away.

In the long corridor of the backyard, a man leaned on the wooden column and quietly looked at the dark sky above his head.

He took a bottle of wine in his hand, but he didn't drink it himself. He leaned there and didn't hum. He didn't know what he was thinking.Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Beiming Xun looked back at Beiming night and said with a smile, "don't accompany your little woman?"

Beiming night did not speak, went to his side, and he looked at the sky above.

Crazy whistling, blowing from their side, blowing clothes flying, even hair are messy, but two people standing there is as steady as two mountains, the storm seems to have no influence on them.

"Not to see you here, I almost forgot the day." Beiming night took the bottle of wine from Beiming Xun, raised his glass to the air, took a big drink, and then fell a few wisps to the ground.

As soon as the wine came out of the bottle, it was blown away by the wind.

Beimingxun looked at the wine which was swept away by the wind, the dark of his eyes flashed away, and immediately raised a little smile: "he doesn't necessarily like drinking."

Beiming night doesn't speak, just accompany him to stand quietly in the wind, occasionally drink two mouthfuls of wine, occasionally look at the sky, very quiet, very peaceful.

It doesn't matter whether he likes drinking or not. The important thing is that beimingxun can't have a chance to have a drink with that person in his life.

All the time, I owe him

…… That typhoon swept the whole Dongling, not only on the island, but also in the city.

Tonight, the whole school is very quiet. In addition to the fact that most of the students have returned home because of the holiday, there is no one who dares to stay outside because of the typhoon?

However, outside the main gate of the girls' dormitory building, a tall figure stood. Facing the strong wind, he stood there, his coat was constantly swaying, and even his short hair was in a mess.

But he still stood in the wind, completely did not mean to leave, holding a mobile phone, do not know whether the signal tonight is not good or how, a number, actually pulled several times also can not pull out.

In the guard room not far away, two aunts were staring at him all the time, trying to let him in for a rest. They were frightened by the unspeakable chill of his body, and even dared not approach him.

This man is even colder than the temperature tonight. I just don't know who is so lucky that she is worth waiting here in the wind for so long?