CEO addicted to tricking me

Su's face turned red, and the heat rose, "who, who wants..."

He asked such questions out of the way. Could you stop thinking about it and ask her how to answer them.

I don't think she would be shy.

"You." He took her shyness as a question and answered her naturally.

Evil he is always so magnanimous and natural.

Su's face turned red and he sat up from the bed.

But before she got up, she was caught by Ming Ling, and her neck was pulled down. He turned over and covered her.

Su's face flushed and her eyes wandered.

Ming Ling's deep eyes stare at her from top to bottom, and their eyes are intoxicated.

Su warm confused eyes also found the focus, so deep looking at him.

Ming Tomb slowly bow down, each other's breath more and more close

Su's warm heart began to accelerate, feeling his breath and temperature, she closed her eyes

Lips touch, Su warm heart a burst of excitement, Ming Ling touched her lips, then contained her lips, shallow kiss deep.

Su wennuan breathes a little fast. His kiss is magic. He takes her to the cloud. She reaches out her hand, hugs his neck and responds to his kiss

Two people kiss very sentimental, about to be in love, want time, on the bed, the phone of Ming Ling rang.

The bell was ringing all the time, and mingling didn't intend to answer it. Su wennuan pushed him, "Oh, answer the phone..."

There was a deep mist floating in the eyes of Ming Ling. He was impatient to be interrupted. Without seeing who it was, he picked up the phone and said, "who!"

After a long pause on the phone, he said, "it's me, Ming Ling. Go home. We haven't seen each other for many years. Even if you don't want to see me, it's on the face of your dead mother..."

The phone call is from Ming Ming, the master of Ming.

The original floating eyes of the Ming mausoleum immediately became deep, and there was a chill between the eyebrows, without speaking.

The master Ming over there continued to say, "Ming Ling, people always want to give people a chance to regret..."

Ming Ling eyebrows touched a few times, "a few points."

After listening to the silence for a while, the old man over there was probably thinking about what he meant by these two words, and then he said, "dinner at 5:00 p.m." Just a few words, also with his excitement.

"I see." After that, Ming Ling hung up and didn't say whether he would go or not.

But the master of hell over there is already very excited, very happy.

Over the years, he had no chance to talk to Ming Ling, let alone met him. Every time he wanted to see him, he could only see him through TV or magazines.

She was very interested in this morning, but was interrupted by this phone call, and mingling was not in the mood to continue. What's more, Su wennuan got up when he called. She put on her clothes and came to him, "what's the matter?" She asked curiously.

Ming Ling looked up at her and saw her looking forward. He reached out and rubbed her hair. "It's OK. I'll take you to the mall later." He got up and got out of bed.

To the mall?

Sue was puzzled.

Why did he suddenly want to go to the mall today?

After breakfast, mingling really took her to the mall. When he came to the mall, many people looked at him with that kind of worship and admiration.

She didn't dare to follow her. He was so excellent that he was the focus of attention everywhere. But she was different. She was just a Cinderella.

She suddenly felt that she was not worthy of standing beside him, even standing beside him would be pointed at, her hands Jane in front of her, slightly drooping head walking behind him.

"Gee..." Her forehead suddenly bumps into a solid back. Su wennuan stops, covers her forehead, and looks up. She sees that mingling is slightly frowning.

He reached out his hand, took her hand off her forehead, covered her forehead with his big palm, rubbed her forehead with the belly of his thumb, and said angrily, "walking so slowly, eh?"

Su's mouth was shrunken, and she didn't know what to say. He was so close to her now that she could feel the strange eyes of the people passing by them.

She felt a little uneasy and lowered her head again. "I, I'm ok..."

Ming Ling saw her like this, took her hand in hand, led her, "go."

Su warm a Leng, more and more feel the other people's pointing eyes, she uneasily in his palm pumping, trying to pull out the hand, but in vain.

She gave up, hung her head, and casually looked for the topic, "your hand is so big, my hand is so small, it's incongruous to be led by you..."

"Just because your hand is too small, hold it." Ming Ling said.

"Why?" Su is so stupid.

"In case you lose it and you can't find it." He looked back at her, gentle and domineering.

Like the general spring sunshine, the emergence of all the flowers, a warm heart.Su wennuan was stunned by his one eye, and her mouth was full of smile. She was willing to be the flower that was illuminated by him, and she was willing to do everything for him to blossom.

Even if germination, strong will have a lot of pain, as long as there is his light, she has the courage.

Originally, her hand was just held by him, but after hearing his words and seeing his eyes, she took his hand and tried not to let herself go.

"Then you should hold on well, don't be picked up by others." Su wennuan, with a bright smile, said jokingly.

The other hand of Ming Ling kneaded the bridge of her nose with his thumb, "go in and have a look." So he led her to a dress shop.

The dresses in that shop are beautiful and luxurious, and the price is even higher.

Su wennuan wants to go when she sees the price marked on the model. She can't afford to spend.

Ming Ling took her hand and pulled her back, "choose what you like to try on." His deep eyes were fixed on her, the way of command.

Su wennuan, with a tangled face, secretly aims at the waiters, laughs two times, and then stands on tiptoe and whispers in the ear of Ming Ling, "it's too expensive. I don't have one room to pay so much for a year..."

Ming Ling is funny and helpless. Doesn't this woman know that he has money?

Spend his money, she is still tangled with what, "silly girl, like what to choose, this shop is the group of Mingtian."

Su was so warm, "Ming From Mingtian group... " Just ready to say it excitedly, she looked at the waiter beside her. She was embarrassed, and then went to the ear of Ming Ling and said, "is that what you want, no money?"

Hearing her naughty words, Ming Ling nodded as if it were something.

Su wennuan nodded suddenly, which relieved him.

"I want to try that purple dress." She pointed to the lavender dress on the model, which she thought looked good from the moment she came in.