Billionaire's Secret Lover

What makes Long Jing most helpless is that she now knows that long Shanshan is a fake, but it's too late. She has five shares in her hand.

For Prynne, she doesn't care who is the real Miss long Jiasun. If he discloses the false identity of long Shanshan now and comes back after taking the name, he knows very well that Prynne would rather admit that long Shanshan is real for the sake of those five points.

Put away the identification report, Long Jing rubbed the sour temple, a burst of weakness in his heart.

It was because he was too confused that he would let himself fall into such an embarrassing situation. Now, it's not easy for him to do such a simple thing as taking coco girl back.

Once let long Shanshan know that she has found her true identity, let her panic and go to Prynne

Chuyang and Chuhan brothers are not sure, let alone their son long Dingtian.

It's not that he can't see the admiration of beimingxiong for himself. He envies that his family is full of children and grandchildren. But he doesn't know what's going to happen. As an old man full of children and grandchildren, he can't even find anyone to trust.

Now, even to find a private detective, you have to do it yourself.

At least he has a Dongfang Yu in beimingxiong. For decades, he has never abandoned him. Looking back at himself, what else does he have now?

Wan'er can't remember the past. He doesn't even have anyone to talk to. On the 28th day of the lunar new year, she suddenly feels that she has never been alone

Beiming Liancheng came back from a bath and saw Mingke sitting on the bed, fiddling with a lot of clips used by LAN Ma to hold the clothes rack and keep the clothes from being blown away when she was drying clothes, as well as a pair of playing cards quietly put aside.

He threw down the half wet towel and looked at her: "what do you do?"

"Let's play and run fast." Mingke gathered up the hair that was not completely dry, pulled up the loose robe, didn't even lift his head, and was still fiddling with the plastic clip. He said slowly: "anyway, the mobile phone is turned off by you, there is no computer, and you can't play mobile phone. Let's play poker. Come on, I'll divide the clip."

Beiming Liancheng walked past without expression. He looked down at the person sitting cross legged on the bed. He ran fast. He didn't know how many years he hadn't played this childish game.

No, it should be said that in addition to playing one or two games on the Internet, he abandoned them in his life because they were too boring.

This kind of brainless thing never interested him at all.

"I dare to play with you just because it doesn't take much brain." Mingke looks at him and knows what he is thinking.

She moved to the inside of the big bed and looked up at him: "if you play with your brain, I'm not your opponent, what's the point of playing? Come and sit down. "

Beiming Liancheng still sat down and took a look at her loose robe.

It's strange to see her again this time. Even if her robe is too loose and shows her white and delicate neck, and the invisible clavicle, he is not as miserable as before. Time can cure everything. Is that true?

But Mingke didn't know what he was thinking. When she saw him sitting down, she happily pushed a pile of clips in front of him and took them to play cards to wash the cards.

"Don't underestimate this game. One's luck depends on this card. It's so good that there are only two people who don't even need room for thinking. They don't need brains and only rely on luck."

"Boring." Beiming Liancheng disdains the way.

Mingke glared at him: "you caught me here. You have to accompany me even if it's boring. Otherwise, it's a long night. What do you want me to do?"

"Whatever you do, I can accompany you if you want to." Beiming Liancheng hummed.

As soon as Mingke felt nervous, he immediately remembered what he had said to himself.

"How's it going?" At the sight of her expression, Beiming Liancheng's eyes were cold again: "do you remember? I know that I have a plan for you and dare to run with me. Now I know that I'm looking for death, right

Mingke took a look at him and pursed his lips helplessly: "I know you are in a bad mood, but in fact, you can put away your thorns. When you put them away, you will find that sometimes you say more words, just smile and you will be in a good mood. Why

Beiming Liancheng was a little stunned, but in an instant he hummed coldly: "that's because you don't know that you and I almost..."

He didn't go on, but Mingke laughed and didn't agree: "isn't that close? Since it's almost finished, it's not finished, but I'm sure you're not thinking about it now. So, what's so terrible? "

Beiming's eyes twinkled slightly, and she didn't know how she could be sure that she didn't have that idea. However, it was easy for her to speak so freely.

In fact, he didn't want to hurt her. He just didn't know why. He wanted her to stay with him, but when he saw her, he would think of that man. When he thought of him, he felt bad.

Mingke was already happily dealing cards, completely ignoring his tangle. When she got to the last ten cards, she put them aside, looked at him and said, "when the last ten cards can't go down, the other side will draw another one. This way, at least it won't be so straightforward. Is it more exciting?""What's the difference?" Beiming Liancheng was cold. Although his face was still a little cold, he finally picked up the card.

Both sides take out the first card, but lose three seven, so she goes first. This fast game really doesn't need brain at all. It depends on luck. Whoever has a good card in hand can run fast first.

When the first plastic clip clip on his ears, the northern city immediately frowned, staring at Mingke, a defensive posture.

"Don't worry. If I lose, I'll let you down." Name can not take a glance at him and push the card to him: "you lose, you shuffle."

"No washing." A man is very proud.

When mingkedun was angry: "how can you play tricks like this? If you lose, you have to shuffle the cards!"

"You can choose not to play."

A woman is very helpless to pick up the cards, while shuffling, while complaining: "never seen such a rogue, be careful tonight all the clips in your face."

"Do you think it's possible just for you?" Beiming Liancheng looks disdainful.

Mingke just hummed and stopped talking. He shuffled and dealt cards. I don't know if he was so lucky tonight. He lost only one of his dozen in a row.

Now she has a plastic clip on her ear, reflecting a handsome guy. There are not only eight on her ears, two on her nose, but also two on her lips.

It's funny. It makes people want to laugh every time.