Billionaire's Secret Lover

"What? You think I'm shy? " The night of the northern underworld raised his lips and laughed again. Suddenly, he lowered his head and approached her: "why don't you think who did that? He and I are both men. What am I ashamed of? It's someone who has done evil by himself. If he's ever heard of it, you'd better ask him

Mingming doesn't want to continue to discuss this issue with him. This man has been watching his own jokes, but why does he bring such a strong smell of wine when he is close to him?

Want to look up at his face, don't want to look up, the tip of the nose will touch his thin lip, she a Zheng, reaction after quickly back.

Beiming night is busy tightening the strength of the palm, let the woman in the palm scream, dare not act rashly.

Looking at his unrestrained big palm, Mingke's eyebrows suddenly tangled: "it's dawn..."

"Don't you have a holiday? It's just dawn. I don't plan to go to the company today. How about staying with you? " He pressed a little more on her.

Mingke immediately shook his head and said, "I I don't want to stay in my room. Since it's a holiday, then Let's go out and play. "

"Where do you want to play?" He leaned over, thin lips fell on her ears, hot breath a stream of a stream of spilled, hot her neck in an instant rose red.

"We We can go out and play. " Gently pushed him a big palm, can't push him away, but let him more tighten the five fingers.

Mingke snorted. Although she couldn't figure out the reason, she knew he was angry. The man was angry again. Was it because she called Beiming Liancheng last night, which made everyone in such an embarrassing situation?

It's not that he doesn't care. In fact, he cares, doesn't he?

Because care about, so will be angry like this?

"Night..." She gave a low cry.

"Well?" North night did not look up, still face buried in her neck, suddenly open mouth in her delicate neck gently gnawed down.

Mingke was so scared that she trembled. Her hand fell on his shoulder and gave him a push. She said, "I I know it's wrong. I won't call him again when it's night, OK? I'm wrong. Don't be angry. I'm really wrong. "

"Did I say I was angry?" He is still smiling, thin lips along her neck, constantly gnawing down the head.

Mingke closed his eyes. I don't know if it's his own illusion. When I wake up today, how can I feel that he's strange and completely different from yesterday?

He became so enigmatic that she couldn't see through the president of Beiming, the man who held her as a pet and teased her.

Why did he change overnight?

She suddenly has dim sum falsely is thinking, is oneself investigates his affair to be known by him?

Head slightly to the desk over there, the corner of the eye I see his handbag is also randomly thrown in the corner, and yesterday when she came back, it should be untouched.

Since he hasn't moved, he can't find the call record in her bag. He should not know it.

Suddenly, Mingke pushed him hard.

"It's morning." To his indifferent eyes, she said hastily: "I finally finished the exam, I don't want to stay in the room, I want to go out to play, if If you don't have to work... "

"Where do you want to play?" Beiming night finally let go of the big palm that fell on her, sat down beside her, bent up two long legs, and put his elbow on top to support his forehead.

Teasing her, watching her panic in front of him, even blushing, can really make him feel happy.

He is like smoking opium. If he gets involved with this woman, he may not be able to escape this abyss all his life.

Even though he knew that she was doubting herself, even though he clearly hated the betrayal of others, at this moment, he still liked her so much that he couldn't hate her at all.

Or want to laugh, just don't know what you want to laugh.

When he woke up, he was surprised? Last night... "

"I haven't slept since I took root last night." He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead gently with his long finger: "it's not easy for a woman to come back to her side. All of a sudden, she was too excited to sleep."

Of course, Mingke knows that his words are false, but he didn't sleep all night, but it is most likely true.

Looking at the wall clock, it's less than eight o'clock. If he doesn't sleep

"Lie down and I'll rub it for you." She whispered.

Beiming night opened her eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were as dark and bright as the stars. She didn't know what was hidden inside.

When he stared at him like this, Mingke clearly felt an indescribable coolness flowing slowly from his back. She didn't know how many things were hidden in his eyes, but she knew that she was still guilty.

"Will you lie down? I'll rub it for you. " She whispered again."Really?" Beiming night's eyes suddenly became serious. The big palm that fell on his forehead popped out, lifted her chin, and let her meet his eyes. He asked seriously every word: "do you really care about me? If it's fake, I don't need it. "

Mingke's hand on the quilt inevitably tightened. Looking at his deep eyes, she didn't return immediately. She hesitated.

Beiming night smile, is about to take back the big palm, only heard her soft voice slowly sounded: "sincerely, I swear."

He lay down, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Mingke wants to pass by. Then he remembers that he has nothing on him. He wants to find a dress to put on and serve him.

Beiming night, which had closed her eyes, said in a light way: "where have I not seen? Is it necessary to cover up in front of me? "

Mingke breathed a sigh and hesitated. Finally, he leaned over and knelt down beside him. He stretched out his hands and put his long fingers on the temples on both sides of him. He rubbed them gently.

Looking at his slightly twisted eyebrows, she exhaled: "if you can't sleep at night, you can wake me up, we can chat and talk, maybe you can sleep in the past."

"How can I wake you up when you sleep so dead?" He didn't even open his eyes for a moment. He only replied faintly.

Mingke's eyes fell on his two thin lips. At the thought of kissing almost every part of his body last night, his face became hot again.

No matter how much suspicion in my heart, when facing this man, there is always a soft place in my heart, which can't be hard.

She sighed, do not know is to sigh their own cowardice, or sigh that many let their own helpless things.

Fingertips in his temple gently rubbed, she whispered: "if you wake me up, I will not be angry, I can accompany you to talk."

North night but no longer speak, just quietly lying, accepting her service, also don't know how long knead, even his breathing also gradually even up.

Just when mingkewei had gone to sleep, he suddenly moved his thin lips again and said faintly, "call me up at ten o'clock, and I'll take you out to play."

Mingke looked at his natural cold facial features, looked for a long time, then nodded: "good."