Billionaire's Secret Lover

"I'm not with Feifan. As for the girl..." The northern night tightly grasped the five fingers of the wine bottle and hummed coldly: "it's her who wants to leave. Do I ask her to stay?"

"Why did she leave?" Dongfang Chen asked again.

Beiming night thought about it, and then hummed: "maybe when I came back, I saw Feifan crying on my legs. I don't know if I was angry."

Dongfang Chen slaps the table and immediately becomes famous, but he is wronged: "you know that she is angry, and let her go to the upstairs apartment to sleep alone, while you and Feifan spend the night together in the rest room."

"I didn't go in." Beiming night became more and more irritable. He took two mouthfuls of the wine bottle and put it down. Then he looked at the corner not far away and said in a cold voice: "Feifan is sleeping in it, I..."

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Chen stares at him.

Beiming night is really annoying. However, the words have already reached this point. If you can't get the result, it's no use asking him out today.

"I went upstairs to watch her sleep at night and left at dawn." In a low voice, he thought of these things, and his face was really ugly.

"Watch her sleep?"

The northern night snorted. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact: "stand by her bed and watch her sleep."

Dongfang Chen really admires him. How can he not know that his iceberg friend, who has been dating for many years, has such an infatuated side?

Standing by the bed watching a woman sleep and see the dawn, isn't that what women like in those little words?

How could he just watch quietly if it was him? I've already jumped on the overlord. What's the meaning of watching women sleep?

On his cast that cold eyes, he hastily convergence mind, and asked: "then you went up to see her all night, she knows?"

Beiming night thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know. She was still asleep when I left."

"Then you left with Feifan before she woke up, didn't you?"

The northern night nodded.

Dongfangchen is silent and seems to be thinking about something.

In fact, Beiming night was a little nervous, waiting for his answer, but he didn't speak.

Just when he couldn't help but want to get angry and ask for the answer, Dongfang Chen said slowly: "what happened later? Later name can wench have what performance? For example, when you bring her back to the office, she refuses to go into the lounge, or when you want to roll the sheets with her, she resists very much? "

Beiming night opened his eyes wide, and he felt a thump in his heart. If he didn't know him well, he must have suspected that he had installed some spying equipment in his lounge.

But he knows his place very well. If you want to install a camera in his place, it's a talk of the past.

"What? Am I right? " Look at his that facial expression, the East Chen knows the thing certainly and what he says don't have much big difference.

Beiming took a deep breath. At this time, she didn't want to hide any more: "she really hated that bed. She was drunk that day, and I took her back, and she always said dirty, and me..."

He was silent, his face in the dim light, a faint blush.

This bashful appearance makes Dongfang Chen almost crazy. His friend, Dongling emperor Shao, who is scared by the news in the shopping mall, turns out to be such a pure man.

If it wasn't for the wrong time, he would have burst out laughing, just for the blush on his face.

Beiming night doesn't know what he is thinking, but he seems to see the dawn between him and Mingke, so at this moment, he decides not to care with him.

After a moment's silence, he said, "she also thinks I'm dirty. I thought it was because I didn't take a bath that she would do that, but now I think about it..."

"Poof!" Dongfang Chen finally couldn't help laughing. He thought he was dirty. He was the president of imperial Empire, but a woman thought he was dirty: "ha ha ha ha..."

Hearty laughter from their table to upload open, startled around the girls and frequently look here.

The five fingers of Beiming night were tight, and he could hardly help picking up the bottle in his hand and knocking it off his head. He was so embarrassed that he dared to make fun of him.

The bottle was hit heavily on the table. He stared at him and said angrily, "laugh again, I don't mind kicking you out of here."

"Ha no I don't laugh anymore! I Stop laughing... " He gasped for breath, and finally stopped laughing. Staring at the more and more ugly face of the northern night, he breathed a sigh, and finally said seriously: "she misunderstood, thinking that you and Feifan did it that night."

At midnight, Mingke was already asleep, but he was awakened by a phone call.

Vaguely picked up the phone, even did not look at the screen, a long finger stroke, directly connected.

She put the phone to her ear and answered in a dumb voice, "hello?"

The voice was still hoarse, and it was very moving in the middle of the night.The man at the other end of the phone's throat could not stop, but also added a bit of dryness. He was silent for two seconds before he said in a low voice: "now come out, I'm in the old place."

Mingke's eyes suddenly widened. Scared by the husky bass, he woke up. Looking from his side, Xiao Xiang hid in the quilt, where his mobile phone was still on, and he was still awake.

She was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she immediately breathed in her heart: "I'm not going out, I'm going to sleep!"

She wanted to hang up the phone, but she still didn't have the courage to hear the other party's response. After the impulse, she depressed her heart and tried to reason with him: "Sir, it's so late. What can I do for you tomorrow?"

"I want to see you now." The voice of the northern night is dumb and has a kind of bewitching taste.

I don't know what happened to him. I just listen to his voice. It seems that it's not the same as usual. It sounds more like drinking.

She unconsciously clenched the palm of her hand, he drank, but also a bit drunk, did she hear wrong?

She didn't respond. Beiming night said, "ten minutes. If you don't come out after ten minutes, I'll go to your dormitory."

"Don't be such a rascal!" She couldn't help yelling.

Every time he does this, every time he uses this method, doesn't he feel bored?

But Beiming night didn't seem to be bothered. There was even a smile in the voice: "why don't I make a bet with you to see if I can enter your dormitory building smoothly, or even open the door of your dormitory?"

Mingke takes a deep breath. If he is in front of her now, she can't guarantee whether she will pick up her mobile phone and smash it in his face.

Is money great? Can you do whatever you want with money and power?