President, don't tease me

"Good good!" Nalan Qingrong looked at Tang Guo kneeling on the ground and shouted. But in the twinkling of an eye, he turned to the door and kept standing. He looked at the Beiming cold in the room and saw Tang Guo's reluctance to give up. His heart was as clear as a mirror.

Nalan Qingrong picked up Tang Guo and looked at Tang Guo's eyes full of love.

"Mr. Han, don't you take out your design soon?" Nalan Qingrong sat on the stool, and his beautiful eyes saw unspeakable pride. That's the temperament that can be emitted from the heart by people with capital.

Beiming cold pressed down thousands of melancholy in his heart, picked up the document and walked into Nalan Qingrong's house. Seeing this, Tang Guo quickly stood up from the ground and walked to Beiming Han's side.

Tang Guo looked at the cold in the north with his side eyes, and he knew clearly how sad and reluctant he was to give up. Beiming Han felt Tang Guo's sight and turned to look at Tang Guo. His dark eyes had the same feelings as Tang Guo's mood.

"Master Nalan, here you are." Tang Guo took the document and handed it to Nalan Qingrong respectfully. Nalan Qingrong took the document and glared at Tang Guo angrily.

"Master Naran now?"

Tang Guo quickly changed his mind and skillfully called a master. Nalan Qingrong looked satisfied. He looked down at the design drawing of Xuanji group.

Tang Guo pulls up Beiming Han's hand and is surprised to find that the heart of Beiming Han's palm is sweating because of tension. Beiming Han looks at Tang Guo and holds Tang Guo with more strength.

If he could, Beiming Han would rather hold Tang Guo's hand forever and never let go.

Tang Guo naturally read out his attachment from Beiming's cold eyes, his heart was bitter, and his face still raised a smile.

After a long time, Nalan Qingrong took off her golden eyes, rubbed the center of her eyebrows, raised her head and looked at North Minghan and Tang Guo.

Tang Guo pursed his lower lip and waited nervously for Nalan Qingrong's evaluation. Nalan Qingrong put the document on the table next to him and looked north with some appreciation in his cold eyes.

"You have a good eye for people. I like this design very much."

Tang Guo was overjoyed and turned to embrace Beiming Han. Can you enter the design of Nalan Qingrong magic eye? Can't you compare with Beiming Maple?!

In contrast, Beiming Han seemed calm. He just provoked a light smile at the corners of his mouth, hugged Tang Guo tightly and hugged her in his arms.

"Cough." Nalan Qingrong looked at the two young people in front of him. He couldn't help smiling and sighed with the beauty of the world.

Hearing Nalan Qingrong's voice, Tang Guo realized his recklessness. His face turned red and turned to look at Nalan Qingrong.

"Well, anyway, it will take me a few days to make the clothes. After making them, I don't want to go down the mountain again. Why don't you stay on the mountain for a few days and take them down the mountain after I make the clothes?" Nalan Qingrong said calmly while drinking tea, with a visible smile in his eyes.

When Beiming Han heard the speech, he raised a happy smile at the corners of his mouth. Tang Guo was on one side and his face was flushed.

Although Nalan Qingrong said he didn't want to go down the mountain, he also asked himself to stay with Beiming Han for a few more days.

"Why? Don't you dislike my humble and remote place?" Nalan Qingrong's words turned and his eyes became sharp.

Beiming Han bowed slightly without changing his face, "then please master Nalan for a few days."

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"Be happy, Beiming Han... You see, the master told you to stay for a few days, so don't be angry..." Tang Guo sat in Beiming Han's arms and hugged Beiming Han.

Beiming Han bowed his head and looked at the little woman who had flattered himself for dozens of minutes in front of him. The smile on his face couldn't help it anymore. "You have a master in one mouthful, but your call is smooth."

Tang Guo curled his lips and said, "do you understand what it is? If you come, be at ease. Now that I have been a teacher, I have to study hard and behave properly." I don't know why, after the teacher, the pressure in Tang Guo's heart is much less, and he increasingly believes that he can quickly learn Nalan Qingrong's skills.

"It's time for dinner. Let's go out quickly, or the master will lose his temper again." Tang Guo raised his hand and looked at the time. Seeing that it was time for dinner, he quickly stood up from Beiming Han's arms.

Nalan Qingrong has always attached importance to the control of time. When and what to do have been carefully planned. He stayed with Nalan Qingrong for a few days. Tang Guo already knew this habit of Nalan Qingrong like the back of his hand.

"Oh, just in time. Come to dinner." Nalan Qingrong saw Tang Guo walking out with hands in hand, and a happy color flashed across his eyes.

Tang Guo smiled at Nalan Qingrong, pulled up Beiming Han and walked to the table. There are three simple dishes and one soup on the table. There is no meat, only vegetarian.

"Tang Guo, you've been fighting next to me these days to see how I made it. It's a preliminary understanding." Nalan Qingrong handed the bowl to Tang Guo and said with a smile.

Tang Guo took the bowl flattered and nodded skillfully.

"As for Mr. Han," Nalan Qingrong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the cold in the north. "I still have a lot of wood behind my house. Why don't you help me? I'm too old to move."

Tang Guo listened and looked anxiously at Beiming cold. Nalan Qingrong made it clear that he wanted to make trouble for Beiming cold! Cutting wood is neither difficult nor easy. But let Beiming Han do these hard work

"OK." but Tang Guo didn't think of it, and Beiming Han accepted it without changing his face. Nalan Qingrong smiled and said, "it should be so. Please hurry up."

Tangguo just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Nalan Qingrong's eyes. Nalan Qingrong stood up and said, "Tang Guo, come with me."

Tang Guo listened, put down his rice and looked at Beiming Han. Beiming Han stood up and his deep eyes reassured Tang Guo.

Beiming Han turned around and said faintly, "go."

Tang Guo nodded and ran to Nalan Qingrong.

Nalan Qingrong stood in front of the wooden table, stroking the cloth on the table, and the corners of his mouth provoked a smile.