President, don't tease me

"Beiming cold, I want to resign from the company." Tang Guo sat on the bed with his legs crossed, looked at Beiming cold in front of him and asked softly.

Beiming Han shook his head without thinking, and resolutely refused Tang Guo.

Although he knew that this was the inevitable result, Tang Guo was still very unwilling.

"Why?" Tang Guo asked reluctantly.

Beiming Han put down his newspaper and leaned against the leather sofa. He didn't answer the question: "why do you want to resign?"

"Because I want to find a job myself." Tang Guo will never admit that she doesn't want to go to the company to hear those gossip.

No matter how much you think, no matter how much you hypnotize yourself and say don't care, you will still pay attention and don't want to hear these.

Beiming Han naturally knew Tang Guo's little thought, but he didn't say it. He just walked to Tang Guo and spoiled Tang Guo's nose.

"Darling, stay in the company first. If you don't want to go, don't go. It's better to stay at home or take care of your online shop by yourself. If you really feel bored, I'll find time to travel with you." beiminghan picked up Tang Guo and put Tang Guo on his leg. He hugged Tang Guo's waist, and Tang Guo's round hip was right against beiminghan's lower body.

Tang Guo sat motionless on Beiming Han's leg. Her previous experience told her that at this time, struggling would arouse the desire of the men behind her. Don't move, don't move.

"Traveling..." Tang Guo recalled that in the past 20 years or so, the number of times he had traveled was almost one of the few. When I was a child, I went to very few places. Only in college. Speaking of, the best day seems to be the time of college.

Beiming Han looks at the desire in Tang Guo's eyes and hugs Tang Guo again.

"Did you seldom go there before?" Beiming Han asked softly.

Tang Guo nodded and smiled shyly. "Tang Ruhai used to take me when I was a child. Most of them were in college."

"Where did Tang Ruhai take you when you were a child?" Beiming Han raised his eyebrows and showed a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

Speaking of it, I seldom hear Tang Guo talk about the past. It's time to ask about what the doctor said last time.

"I've forgotten about it, but it's all in China. Tang Ruhai always only takes Tang Yi abroad." Tang Guo said with a wry smile on his lips.

After hearing this, Beiming Han nodded slightly and planned to take Tang Guo abroad next time.

"Guo Guo, how was your sports before?" Beiming Han asked casually after a few minutes of silence.

Although Tang Guo wondered how Beiming Han suddenly asked about sports, he replied truthfully: "it's generally OK. I don't know why, my sports has always been not very good. Other things are OK, but sports has lagged behind. But generally, those things like sit ups can barely pass, running is always bad, and I'm out of breath halfway." Tang Guo said and puffed up his cheeks unconvinced.

It's always strange that I'm not good at sports. But later, there was nothing related to sports in the University, so it was naturally put down. I suddenly mentioned it today. I actually feel that this term is a little rusty.

"Guoguo, why don't you go to exercise with me in the future? According to what you say, you're not suitable for strenuous exercise. What if we lose your breath when we work in the future?" when beiminghan said these words, his face was still serious. If Tang Guo didn't hear the smile hidden in beiminghan's voice, I really think Beiming Han is worried about her.

Tang Guo looked at the faint smile hidden in the corner of Beiming cold's mouth and forcefully pinched Beiming cold's arm. Her strong muscle feel made her a little addicted and couldn't help but multi-mode a few.

Beiming Han glanced at Tang Guo's white temporary hand on his arm, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"Beiming Han, you used to be in a wheelchair. Why are you in such a good shape?" Tang Guo didn't realize that Beiming Han gradually became hot. He looked down at Beiming Han's looming abdominal muscles in his bathrobe and thought seriously.

Looking at Tang Guo's serious thinking face, Beiming cold's mouth aroused a smile.

"Do you want to know why?" Beiming's bony hand picked up Tang Guo's chin, and his slender fingers covered Tang Guo's lips. The feeling of crispness made Tang Guo think he didn't want his hand to leave.

Tang Guo stared at Beiming Han's deep dark eyes like obsidian. His soul seemed to be sucked away by Beiming Han, and looked at Beiming Han absently.

"Huh? Guoguo?" Beiming Han leaned over Tangguo's ear and whispered, and the heat ran into Tangguo's nose with the smell of the man.

Tang Guo's distracted thoughts were found back. He cleared his throat and wanted to stand up from Beiming cold's arms.

"Don't want to, don't want to, you quickly let go of me, I want to go to the bathroom."

After hearing this, Beiming Han smiled and loosened Tang Guo's waist.

Tang Guo quickly stood up and ran to the toilet. Just after passing by the bed, he was held by the big hand of Beiming cold behind him, and suddenly pulled it onto the bed, which was pressed under him by Beiming cold.

"Beiming cold! I just had a fever a few days ago!" Tang Guo looked left and right, expecting that the mobile phone would ring suddenly. Suddenly, something could attract Beiming cold's attention.

Beiming Han looked down at Tang Guo looking left and right under him with a funny smile. The smile at the corners of his mouth was more interesting.

Seeing that nothing could save him, Tang Guo coughed violently and even squeezed out a few tears.

"It's cold in the north. My throat hurts. I'm going to drink water!"

"It's cold in the north. I'll come to my relatives in a few days. Don't move first. I'm afraid of being early!"

"Beiming is cold..."

Tang Guo said all the excuses she could think of. Even she didn't understand why she resisted Beiming cold so much now.

It was also because of Tang Guo's resistance that the smile on Beiming's cold face gradually disappeared, replaced by thin anger and dissatisfaction.

"Beiming is cold, I don't want to..."

"Guoguo, you don't want me to touch you?" Beiming Han looked at Tang Guo's sincere eyes. His anger and dissatisfaction no longer existed in an instant, leaving only a cavity of helplessness.

Tang Guo pursed his lower lip, nodded, and immediately shook his head.

"It's not that I don't want you to touch me, but now I feel... I feel a little tired." Tang Guo doesn't want to continue this passion. The ambiguity in the air makes her nervous as never before.

Beiming Han looked at Tang Guo without saying a word, turned over and stood on the ground.

"I know," said Bei Minghan, opening the door of the bathroom, "don't you want to go to the bathroom?"

Tang Guo nodded somewhat embarrassed and moved into the bathroom under the cold and hot eyes of Beiming.

After a long time, Tang Guo blinked and walked out of the bathroom. Beiming Han had already laid back on the bed.

"Bei Ming Han..." Tang Guo climbed into bed, turned off the light and wanted to explain to Bei Ming Han. Beiming Han turned sideways and looked at Tang Guo. His dark eyes were dazzling in the night, as if turning a little bit of starlight.

"Guoguo, I'm tired. Go to sleep first. Good." Beiming Han whispered and hugged Tang Guo.

"Well..."