Beloved of Bossy President

"Ask your father to buy as many old houses as possible. The houses here will be very valuable next year." Those two thin rose lips slightly closed, but what they said made Mingke's heart tremble.

Most of the houses in Hualan Street are dilapidated, and many people are reluctant to live. Before, no investors came here to invest. If they are demolished, maybe they can get a better price.

But the traffic here is inconvenient. Which investor is willing to come here for development? Unless they are so capable that they can build a big highway or a high-speed section in this place.

However, this is what Beiming night said. Who is Beiming night? The richest man in Dongling!

The richest man in Dongling told her that the house here will be very valuable next year Mingke's hand is tighter, and his heart is in disorder.

He wanted to ask something else, but he had already closed his mouth and obviously didn't want to talk any more. Mingke was so nervous that he tried to keep himself quiet. It was not until more than ten minutes later when the telephone rang that he opened his eyes again.

Mingke answers the phone and tells mingjinghua that she is at a friend's house and will go back later. Mingjinghua doesn't say much. Mingke has been clever since childhood. He never doubts that she will do anything bad outside.

What's rare is that Beiming night didn't take advantage of her call.

After hanging up, she looked up at him and finally asked, "when are you going back? Can you take me to the street

"For fear of being seen?" He picked to pick eyebrows, big palm suddenly to her face.

Hand so long, the body does not need to move, in such a large space, can touch her face.

This face is small, the skin is fine and smooth, and the feel is really good. Of course, in many places on her body, the feel is beyond imagination.

He dropped his eyes, and they slid down her face and slowly fell on her chest.

Mingke took a cold breath. After several efforts, she resisted the impulse to take his big palm and fly out. She shrunk slightly and tried to avoid his hot eyes: "Sir, I have to go back."

Beiming night's eyes are still locked in Mingke's body, no words, no action, but such eyes alone make people nervous enough.

Mingke really hated herself. If she could calmly respond to his gaze, maybe she would not make things worse now.

However, when he looked at her like this, she was really nervous. She had almost taken all her strength just now. If she had another fight, she would not be able to climb home.

The man's physical strength was just like that of a wild animal. It seemed that she had never seen him rest powerfully.

But fortunately, Beiming night just raised her thin lips, and she took back her eyes with a smile, and did not embarrass her any more.

Maybe even he didn't know why he liked to tease her so much. Watching her being teased, he was both defensive and uneasy. He was frightened, just like a frightened rabbit. It really made him a little happy.

When the phone was pulled out, he dialed a number and asked Yi Tang to come back to drive. Not long after, Yi Tang came back to this side.

Watching him get on the bus, Mingke is embarrassed again.

She is like a plaything, no matter when, no matter where, as long as the northern night wants, she can only obey.

She tried to resist, but he would tell her by more drastic means that resistance is definitely not the way she can go.

Yi Tang should be very clear that the North night just called her to do that kind of thing with her. What kind of mood did he take to leave here and wait outside?

Or is there too many things like this? As the follower of Beiming night, he has been used to it for a long time, only she is not used to it?

She lowered her head and looked at her hands on her knees. She felt embarrassed and sad, but the car started slowly and drove out of the garage.

Just out of the community, the voice of the northern night will ring: "which intersection do you want to get off?"

Mingkehuo looked out of the window and said to Yi Tang, "just turn left in front of me and put me down."

Yi Tang didn't do anything. Finally, he gave a light answer in the back row of Beiming night. He agreed. Then Yi Tang quickly slid his car into the driveway and left in front of him. After turning left, he pulled over at the first intersection and let Mingke get off the car.

Mingke took out the pile of paper towels and just threw them into the garbage can. When he looked back, he saw the car passing the intersection and driving forward.

I can't calm down for a long time. When I think of what happened just now, I can't say whether it's sad or numb.

In just a few days, she has trained herself to be his slave, and her servility has been gradually tossed out by him. When can she completely break away from his control and live a peaceful life?

Now she doesn't know who she should blame for the whole thing. Is she going to blame Xu Shaoyang for taking her to that place and exchanging her for an agreement, or is she going to blame herself for telling beimingye to help her in despair?

What's the difference between a person like beimingye and a devil? Since then, she should not blame herself, should she?Suddenly I thought of her so-called ex boyfriend. In fact, when I think about it seriously, I have never had in-depth contact with him since I fell in love for a year.

I went to his company several times, but I didn't want to go after that. After all, he was only a student, but he often came to school to find himself, but she seldom accompanied him because of something.

Almost a year, two people together can count out the time, not to mention that year, there are nearly half a year in the pursuit of their own.

Now think of that person, that face almost become blurred, the original feelings so light, no wonder people are merciless to her, this so-called love she did not put in much.

However, no matter how ruthless he was, he could not use himself as a chip to exchange with others, so she would never sympathize with him for the retribution he finally got.

Walking on the road like this, although the car just turned a corner and took a road crossing, in fact, the journey was really not short. She just wanted to wait until the smell of Beiming night on her body was all gone before she went home. She was afraid to take any trace home and be seen by her family.

It's just that my legs are really sore. Every step is very painful

Hand fell in the pocket of clothes, actually from the inside out of a hundred dollars, looking at the money and then looking at the roadside fruit stalls, think about it, finally walked over to buy two bags of fruit, intend to twist home.

But she didn't remember that her body was still so weak. She could hardly walk with two bags of fruit, which was less than ten jin.