President, don't tease me

"What's the matter I asked you to investigate?" Yunyan asked in a low voice, hiding in the tea room in Wuhu.

"You're right. Beiminghan's mother was killed by Tang Guo's biological father." a greasy man's voice came: "everything is done, isn't money..."

"Don't worry, I won't give you less, but I want you to help me lead out Tang Guo's biological father!"

"It's difficult. Shen Qingchuan hasn't come out for many years."

"Oh, is there anything you can't do with money?"

"OK."

Hearing that the man opposite answered, Yunyan hung up the phone. This time, she wanted Tang Guo and Beiming han to fall apart completely.

In the villa, Beiming Han is watching the warning propaganda film shot by Lin Anxin and he Zhizhang. The mobile phone is the share price of Wuhu. Due to the force of public opinion, the market price of Wuhu has risen several grades than before.

Tang Guo came out of the kitchen with the washed fruit and put it on the tea table in front of him: "rest for a while." there was only silence in response.

"Dinner is ready. Remember to change your dressing in the evening and I'll go first." after that, she bowed her head and turned to leave.

Beiming Leng hum: "are you going to give up halfway? Change my dressing."

"Well, I'll change it for you." Tang Guo was a little helpless. No matter how shameless the man was, she tried her best to bear it now.

"I don't want to change it now. Let's talk about it at eight o'clock." he disdained to open his mouth, didn't lift his eyes, and his hand was still controlling on the keyboard.

"Eight o'clock? No." Tang Guo refused, "the last bus is gone at eight o'clock. I can't go home."

"I don't care. Then you stay and clean up a guest room."

Tang Guo still wants to refute something, but looking at his resolute attitude, he knows that it will be impossible. If he leaves ruthlessly, if his hand is really infected because he doesn't change his dressing, it will be dangerous. In serious cases, there may be the risk of amputation.

He sighed helplessly, then went to clean up the guest room, but he stopped: "stop! Who let you go?"

"Anything else?"

"Sit opposite!" his command was so blunt that people couldn't guess his joy and anger.

"You've dismissed all the maids. There's still a lot of work to do. I'll go..."

"Shut up!"

Tang Guo didn't dare to squeak again. He obediently sat on the sofa opposite. Looking at Beiming Han's focus and serious work, he gradually fell into God. God is really unfair. Why doted on him? Give him such a good skin bag and IQ.

In fact, Beiming Han didn't think much, but Tang Guo sat here and felt her breathing. He was very relieved. He looked up and saw that she had fallen asleep on the sofa.

He had thought of this for a long time and wanted her to have a rest. He knew that she didn't stop for a moment almost all day.

He put down his cell phone and computer, crept over and pulled the blanket over her, which was a little comfort to her. Beiming Han persuaded himself in his heart and repeatedly warned himself not to be soft hearted.

Until almost eight o'clock, Tang Guo woke up from the sofa: my God, how can he sleep? Looking across, he had long disappeared. He pulled off his blanket. He should have covered himself.

He moved his sour legs and went to the door of the study to ask him when to change his dressing, but he was surprised to hear him on the phone.

"What? I saw him in Tokyo? Are you sure?"

"Well, take him back to the country as soon as possible. He has his own destination. I won't let my mother die in vain!"

Tang Guo was stunned. The teacup in his hand broke, and his voice was crisp and harsh! The man he said appeared in Tokyo... Is he his father? He should have a home. What do you mean? Does Beiming Han want to attack him? no may not!

"It's cold in the north, you can't do that!" Tang Guo couldn't suppress his inner impulse any more and burst into the study and roared.

"What?" there was a mocking smile on his face: "you heard my phone? You're getting worse and worse now!"

"I... didn't mean to..." but if she can't hear the phone, her father... May never see him in her life.

"Come and change my dressing." beiminghan didn't say anything about the phone.

She took the medicine box, took off the bandage on his arm, and carefully applied the medicine: "were you talking about my father just now? Your people found him?"

"Well, that's right." Beiming Han didn't mean to hide at all, and responded generously.

"You want to..."

"Can you control what I want? Tangguo, you are obedient. I won't do anything to you for the time being."

"Beiming Han, I beg you, don't kill him, OK? I can make atonement for you, whatever..."

"Do you think you deserve my mother's life?" he looked down with disdain in his eyes, which directly hurt Tang Guo's heart.

Just when he was lost, he smiled softly: "but it's not impossible to consider. I won't move him and take him back to my country. But whether I will change my mind during this period depends on your performance, huh?"

The last ending, he said frivolous and ambiguous, which naturally reminded Tang Guo of some bad things.

"What do you mean?"

"You know." at the moment when Tang Guo tied the bandage, beiminghan directly held her in his arms, forced her to sit on his thigh with his left hand, and gently climbed his finger onto her cheek: "I'm still interested in you."

Her body could not help but began to tremble. The cold in the North made her feel dangerous. This man was so strange, as if he had come from hell.

"Afraid of me?"

"No... No." Tang Guo dared not face the fear in his heart directly.

"Then kiss me." his words were resounding and could not be refused.

Now her father's life was in his hands. She dared not refuse. She slowly approached him and sent her lips to him with trembling. The two lips printed each other, but she quickly withdrew like a dragonfly.

"Is that it? It seems that I have forgotten what I taught you before! Still have a problem with me?"

Listening to his words, Tang Guo tentatively stretched out the tip of his tongue and outlined the shape of his lips. This kind of seduction made Beiming Han, who had been abstinent for many days, even more unbearable: "it's really bad. I'll teach you again. Remember this time!"

As soon as the voice fell, his kiss came up like a storm. Tang Guo exclaimed, and all the rejected words were swallowed by him