President, don't tease me

He Zhizhang knew how important Tang Guo was in Beiming Han's heart, so he closed his mouth wisely and turned his eyes to Ying Yan around him again.

Beiming Han looked coldly at he Zhizhang teasing with the women around him. He didn't know what expression to face he Zhizhang.

Less than an hour after coming to the bar, the women around he Zhizhang have changed three or four batches. I don't know whether he Zhizhang has high vision or this bar rubbish.

But where he Zhizhang will come, it won't be any worse.

He Zhizhang's current play makes it clear that he is not looking for a woman.

Instead, it's more like testing something.

"I'll go, go down, go down!" after more than ten minutes, the movie emperor he, who was still wearing a polite smile, drove away the women around him without expression the next second.

Those women frowned discontentedly as he Zhizhang changed his face faster than turning a book.

"Han zi, what's the matter with me?! I really am. I can't do it anymore!?" he Zhizhang swung the beer on the table and swallowed it in his stomach.

Beiming was cold, and a smile flashed in his deep eyes.

"Why, you're not here to find women? Why are you all driven away now?"

"I'm looking for a woman, okay! I'm looking for a woman! If I wasn't looking for a woman, what would I do in such a dog place? You think I have nothing to do!" after a few dozen beers, he Zhizhang blurted out his words without thinking.

Fortunately, Beiming Han knew he Zhizhang's wine, so he didn't say anything. He just sat aside, drank the wine quietly, and watched he Zhizhang complain without saying a word.

"Han zi, I tell you, I've never been so oppressed. It was Lin Anxin who came to me to be my mistress. It looked like I begged her! Even if I could bear it, I left without a shot after I gave me the money!" he Zhizhang said and threw the wine bottle on the ground, He threw his pillow on his head.

Beiming Han looked at he Zhizhang's crazy appearance silently, but he didn't have the slightest impulse to stop he Zhizhang.

"Han zi, I'm really not interested in any women now. What should I do? I've been romantic for so long and have to fall on Lin Anxin's hand?! it's a joke! How can I fall on Lin Anxin's hand after I've been powerful for so long?!" he Zhizhang scratched his ears and cheeks like a child, complaining about the poor of other women, While scolding Lin Anxin's ruthlessness.

In a word, he Zhizhang's appearance after being drunk is completely different from that of being cynical and careless in peace.

"He Zhizhang, you said, if I expose your appearance on the Internet, what will happen when Lin Anxin sees it?" looking at he Zhizhang, who is crazy with wine and doesn't match the later words, Beiming Han finally couldn't help throwing out Lin Anxin and began to threaten he Zhizhang.

Hearing Lin Anxin's name, he Zhizhang immediately calmed down and shook his head.

"Han zi, don't come. I can't let Lin Anxin's bitch see me so embarrassed!" he Zhizhang said. He staggered back to the sofa, lowered his head, buttoned up his shirt seriously, and sat upright looking at the north cold.

"He Zhizhang, I didn't say that you look really good in your shirt!" Lin Anxin's words rang in he Zhizhang's ears. At that time, he Zhizhang looked at he Zhizhang who was drunk and unconscious on the sofa, and beiminghan helplessly helped his forehead and shook his head.

After solving the big trouble of he Zhizhang, he returned home. Tang Guo was no longer at home. Beiming Han noticed that he had been there for so long.

"Tut... Where have you been..." looking at the empty room, Beiming Han's sword eyebrows tightened tightly.

"Beiming Han!" suddenly, a pair of soft and warm hands hugged Beiming Han from behind, and Tang Guo's voice sounded in Beiming Han's ears.

Beiming Han loosened his hand around his waist and looked at Tang Guo with a flower like smile.

"Guoguo, where have you been?"

After hearing this, Tang Guo murmured discontentedly, "I should have asked you! I haven't seen anyone in the morning. Where have you been? HMM... you still smell so much wine!" Tang Guo said, sniffing in the air, and then made a decision.

"Beiminghan, did you go out to play without telling me last night?" Tang Guo forked his waist and puffed his cheeks. Even Tang Guo felt that she was like the evil daughter-in-law who forced her husband to wander in the TV series.

However, Beiming Han's questioning of Tang Guo is not as boring as the hero in the TV play, but a little happy.

"Why, jealous?" Beiming Han raised his eyebrow and stretched out his hand to take Tang Guo into his arms. But Tang Guo seemed to have been ready for a long time. He turned away from Beiming Han's hand and spit out his tongue mischievously.

"I'm not jealous, okay? I'm just asking because I'm bored. If you don't want to say it, it's up to you." Tang Guo didn't know why. He got up this morning and was inexplicably excited. He felt that the whole person was as excited as if he had taken a stimulant.

Beiming Han couldn't help laughing at Tang Guo's rare lovely appearance in front of him.

"Guo Guo, I can take you to play after I finish dealing with the matter at hand today. Take advantage of today's time to find out if you want to go anywhere."

Tang Guo jumped up in ecstasy.

"I said there would be good things today! Sure enough! Don't look for it. I've already thought about it. By the way, how many days do we have to go out?" Tang Guo asked anxiously.

She didn't dare to mention traveling to Beiming cold before because she thought that Beiming cold had no time to go out with her. Even if there were, it would only be a day or two.

But the point is that a day or two is not enough to meet her expectations!

"How many days do you want to go?" Beiming Han asked Tang Guo with his hands in his trouser pockets and eyebrows.

Tang Guo pulled the wrench finger and stretched out four fingers.

Four days is good. As long as four days, she will be very satisfied.

Beiming was cold and frowned slightly.

Tang Guo thought that Beiming cold thought that four days was too long, so he quickly retracted another finger.

Three days is good.

But Beiming Han still frowned, and his expression showed slight dissatisfaction.

"How long do you want to go... Not for three days?" Tang Guo withdrew his hand and asked.