President, don't tease me

"Why did you do this?" Beiming was furious, and his anger seemed to kill people. When the car accident happened that year, he had to hand over Xuanji and Wuhu to Beiming Feng. Now, although Xuanji is booming in Beiming Han's hands, Beiming Maple takes care of the company day by day.

The company's Treasury is inexplicably short, and the planned projects have failed again and again.

Beiming Han sneered, "why? Don't you know why?"

Beiming Zhentian looked at Beiming cold with a look of guilt. As the head of the Beiming family, how could he not understand the disputes of the Beiming family. Beiming Han has always been unwilling to participate in these, and she knows. But as a last resort, he had to hand everything over to Beiming Han.

"Han, I know, you blame me... I also know that I forced you..." before Beiming Zhentian finished, looking at Beiming's cold look, I couldn't say a million words.

"Han, I'm sorry for your mother..." Beiming Zhentian knew that the biggest barrier in Beiming Han's heart was still his mother.

"Touch -" the word "mother" of Beiming Zhentian just came out, and the chill on the cold face of Beiming suddenly turned violent, "you don't deserve to mention her!"

Beiming Zhentian listened to the roar of Beiming cold. Ben Tieqing's face was transient and complex.

The death of Beiming Han's mother... Has something to do with himself.

"Father, if you don't have anything else, I'll go first." although Beiming Han seems to be asking for Beiming Zhentian's consent, he snatches the door and goes away.

Beiming Zhentian grabbed the table and listened to the sound of Beiming cold slamming the door. His hand trembled slightly.

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"Guoguo, let's go." beiminghan walked to the crowd, ignored the surprised eyes of the people around him, took Tang Guo's hand and walked out of the door.

Tang Guo was grabbed by Beiming Han's wrist and staggered out of Beiming's house.

"Beiming Han, you..." Tang Guo stared at Beiming Han's face. It was the first time she saw that Beiming Han, who usually buried her mind in her heart, would show such a violent look.

At this time, the face of people who have always been high above is helpless and hesitant.

"Beiming Han... Be gentle..." Beiming Han paused, calmed down gradually, breathed a sigh of relief and sent Tang Guo's wrist open.

"Sorry, Guoguo." Beiming Han held Tang Guo tightly in his arms and hung his head helplessly around Tang Guo's neck. Tang Guo couldn't say anything comforting in his heart. He just patted Beiming Han's shoulder. Beiming Han took Tang Guo's hand and went to the car. He saw Tang Guo sitting in the back seat.

Tang Guo stared nervously at the panting Beiming cold in the driver's seat, "Beiming cold, are you okay?"

Although I don't know what will make Beiming cold look like this, the person who is calm in Beiming cold will be so uncontrollable. I think it really hit him.

Beiming Han didn't answer Tang Guo and started the car slowly, but the direction was not to return home. Tang Guo looked at the strange road outside the window and gradually clenched his hand.

Tang Guo looked at the expressionless Beiming cold on the driver's seat, but Zhang opened his mouth but had nothing to say. He had to sit in his seat, feeling up and down.

Beiming Han speechlessly drove his car to a lake, which was a deserted place. Beiming Han stopped his car on a grass, took Tang Guo's hand and said in a muffled voice, "Guo Guo, give me your hand."

Tangguo obediently put his hand into Beiming cold's hand. Beiming cold's hand is very warm, but Tangguo's is a little cold. Tangguo's hand is wrapped by Beiming's cold hand, just in time.

"Beiming cold, where are we going?" Tang Guo followed Beiming cold and walked towards the front. Beiming Han didn't answer, but stopped in front of a exquisite wooden house.

Tang Guo looked at the wooden house in front of him and opened his mouth with a little surprise. Such an inaccessible place at first sight should have such an exquisite place. Was it built by beiminghan? Tangguo looked at beiminghan suspiciously, but beiminghan didn't look back at Tangguo, but looked up, stood motionless and stared at the room.

After a minute, Beiming Han turned his head and solved Tang Guo's doubts.

"This is a private house built by my mother when I was a child." Tang Guo nodded suddenly and looked at the wooden house in front of him carefully.

It's been at least more than ten years since Beiming Han was a child... No wonder a lot of paint has fallen off the surface of the wooden house.

However, how could Beiming Han suddenly bring himself here?

"Let's go in."

Just when Tang Guo was confused, beiminghan had taken Tang Guo's hand and entered the small yard in front of the cabin.

"Zhi -" the old wooden door was carefully pushed open by beiminghan and made a harsh sound. Tang Guo followed Beiming Han into the house and looked at the furnishings in the house.

Strangely, the outside of the wooden house looks old, but the inside is clean and spotless. The furniture should be the ones from the beginning. It looks very old. The house is very spacious, with a bit of European style and a big stove.

"Beiming is cold. Do you often come back here?" Tang Guo sat on a wooden chair. The foot of the wooden chair shook a little, but it didn't affect his sitting. Beiming Han went to the stove and began to make a fire.

"Not often, seldom come back." Beiming Han lit the fire, stood up and patted the dust on his body. "Come and sit here." Beiming Han sat on a recliner, his face improved a lot, even a little comfortable.

Tang Guo stood up and looked at Beiming Han helplessly. "There's just a chair over there. You're sitting on it. Where do you want me to sit?"

Beiming Han raised his mouth and patted his thigh. "Sit on me."

"Don't." Tang Guo refused without hesitation and looked at Beiming Han warily. What good idea can this fox make?

Beiming Han listened and narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Why? You're not satisfied with my personal meat cushion?" Beiming Han said with good reason. Tang Guo turned his eyes after listening.

Tang Guo wanted to say something to refute Beiming Han, but looking at Beiming Han's expectant eyes, he couldn't help but open his legs and walk towards Beiming Han.

"Hey, don't eat tofu." Tang Guo carefully sat on Beiming cold leg, turned around and stretched out his slender finger to warn Beiming cold. Beiming Han nodded, but the next second he still lived in Tang Guo's waist.

"Shh - I'm very tired." Tang guogang wanted to struggle. Beiming Han said softly, with fatigue in his voice. Tang Guo turned his face and looked at the cold north. Beiming Han had closed his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Tang Guo turned his head and turned his mouth. Just let him hold it for a while. Thinking so, Tang Guo narrowed his eyes and wanted to have a rest.

Don't say, on Beiming's cold leg... It's quite comfortable

They were silent. In the quiet room, the stove sent out heat and hit Tang Guo's face. It was very comfortable.

Outside the window, there are occasional birds chirping. It's midnight now, but still some sleepless birds are singing.

"The north is cold." Tang Guo was really sleepless. He opened his eyes and turned to see the north is cold. Beiming Han's closed eyes suddenly opened and stared at Tang Guo with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Beiming Han raised his hand and gently stroked Tang Guo's face. Tang Guodu raised his mouth and patted Beiming Han's hand. Tang Guo pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment. "Beiming Han, are you so angry today because of your mother?"

Tang Guo thought carefully. He once mentioned his mother to Beiming Han before. Beiming Han was also unusually angry. This time, will Beiming Zhentian and Beiming Han mention his mother, so Beiming Han will be angry?

Beiming Han was silent, just staring at Tang Guo's eyes. "If you don't want to say it, forget it." Tang Guo waved his hand and smiled.

"Beiming Zhentian told me about the car accident and my mother today." Beiming Han closed his eyes and said faintly. "Why... Mention the car accident?"

Tang Guo suddenly felt that his posture was a little awkward. He turned around and talked to Beiming cold. He felt that he was lying on Beiming cold and was tempting Beiming cold.

Because the recliner has passed many years, the two people climb on it and feel a little shaky. Also because of this, his body is always shaking with the recliner and dawdling on Beiming's cold body.

"Because of the car accident, I pretended." beiminghan obviously realized the rocking of the recliner, loosened his hand around Tang Guo's waist, patted Tang Guo and motioned her to stand up.

Seeing this, Tang Guo stood up and looked at Beiming Han in shock. "You disguised the car accident that year? What do you mean? Hey!" Tang guogang said, and the whole person was suddenly picked up by beiminghan. "It's uncomfortable here." Beiming Han turned his head and stared at the recliner like a child, picked up Tang Guo and walked to the room.

"Bei Ming Han, you haven't told me yet!" Tang Guo was put on the bed by Bei Ming Han and muttered angrily.

Beiming Han sat on the bed, folded his legs and leaned lazily on the back of the bed. "In those years, I was tired of the intrigues of the Beiming family. Especially the attack of Beiming maple on me. So I had to create such an illusion."

After Tang Guo listened, it became clear. "So, when we first got married, you didn't have a disability?" Tang Guo tilted his head and smiled with a little more anger.

Beiming Han nodded and saw Tang Guo staring at him, so he quickly took Tang Guo to his arms.

"I didn't mean to lie to you. I didn't expect..."

"Didn't think of anything?" in fact, Tang Guo was not angry, but happy. It turns out that Beiming Han has been all right.

Beiming Han lifted up the corners of his mouth and kissed Tang Guo's lips.

"I didn't expect that I would fall in love with you."