President, don't tease me

Beiming Han's heart throbbed with her hook, and the cold look on his face eased slightly. Tang Guo naturally saw his changes and wanted to take this opportunity to break the city immediately. His eyes became more and more enchanted, slowly approached him and climbed onto his shoulders with both hands.

But Jiang is still old and spicy. Beiming Han doesn't know how to play a small abacus in her heart. Her voice becomes severe: "stay away from me and stand at the steel pipe!"

"Han, i..." she looked very wronged.

"Hmm? Why, do you want more exciting punishment? If you want, I have many ways." he raised his eyebrows and threatened, looking very arrogant.

After all, his little arm could not twist his thigh. Tang Guo bowed his head and stood close to the steel pipe like a pupil.

"Straighten your back!"

Tang Guo immediately straightened up his chest and pasted his wet clothes on his body. With her actions, his figure became more perfect. For a time, Beiming cold was stunned. Some could not bear the fire in his heart. This woman was born to torture him!

"Jump."

"What?" Tang Guo didn't know why.

"Don't you like dancing very much? I got you all the steel pipes. I'll dance here."

From his tone, Tang Guo felt that he was really angry and could not be coaxed easily, so he slowly swung his waist and danced pole dance according to his requirements.

Because he was the only one, Tang Guo's nerves became more relaxed and his actions were done at one go. Although it was not perfect, it was also smooth and people couldn't move their eyes.

Beiming Han stood up from the bed, approached Tang Guo and picked up her chin: "who taught you pole dance? Why didn't I know you had this ability before?"

"I... Learned it in college."

"You dance very well." beiminghan praised sincerely.

Unexpectedly, he was affirmed by Beiming Han. Tang Guo said sweetly: "really?"

"But what's your biggest mistake? Do you know?" beiminghan looked at Tang Guo, who was still in a confused state, and whispered: "you shouldn't jump for other men. You jump so hard, Tang Guo, I'm really angry." he bit Tang Guo's earlobe.

Then he slapped Tang Guo's ass hard. The strength was enough. She only felt that her ass was hot. Beiming Han had never hit herself like this, which made her feel very wronged.

"Woo... Why did you hit me?" Tang Guo put his chin on his shoulder, hugged his waist with both hands and kept on letting go like a koala.

"Why did you hit you? Do you think you should? I really want to kill you!" beiminghan put her on the bed, and her strength grew stronger and stronger. In a moment, there were several palm prints on her.

This made Tang Guo feel very humiliated. He had never been beaten like this since he was young. He was still treated like this in his twenties. He was very upset. He pedaled him with his legs: "go away! I don't want to be with you, I want to go home, wuwuwu..." then he climbed under the bed.

"Still want to run? Go home? This is your home! I think you're drunk and brave, aren't you?"

Tang Guo was choking and could not speak.

Beiming Han pressed her on the bed, fixed her limbs and made her unable to move: "take out the ability to hook me on the stage, otherwise..."

"You let go of me, I don't want to..." she saw the desire in Beiming Han's eyes and knew that he would use brute force again. At that time, it was still himself who was uncomfortable, so she refused directly.

"Don't?" Beiming Han's eyes turned scarlet, kissed her neck and muttered, "you can't help it!"

Then the indoor temperature is getting higher and higher

The next day, when Tang Guo got up from bed, her whole body turned blue and purple, covered with kiss marks. She picked up the mirror next to her and looked at herself. She looked very tired with dark circles under her eyes.

"Get up?" Beiming Han came in with a glass of milk in his hand: "drink it and relieve fatigue."

"You son of a bitch, I won't talk to you. Get out!"

Beiming Han walked to the bed and sat down, forced to hold her head and dropped a kiss on her forehead: "don't be so grumpy. Good morning, I'm going to the company. Come and study the competition with the design department this afternoon."

"What?" Tang Guo widened his eyes and immediately forgot the contradiction just now.

"A group of foreign designers have come to the design department. They can help you with your reference."

"But I'm no longer an employee of Wuhu. Even if I participate in the competition, I'm also in my personal capacity. It's not very good..."

Beiming Han grabbed her hand: "it doesn't matter. It's my public pursuit of privacy!"

"Thank you." Tang Guo bowed his head and smiled at the corners of his mouth. He was full of happiness. Suddenly he looked up and saw a steel pipe standing indoors. His face was covered with a blush: "you... Take this thing away quickly."

"Hmm? You dance very well. You often dance to me in the future, so you don't have to move away." then he turned and left.

Tang Guo smashed the pillow on his bed to the north, but it was too far away.

Yunyan sat in the general manager's office with a thick pile of documents waiting for her to deal with, but she had no mind at all. She hadn't seen Beiming cold for two days. She thought that she deliberately exposed the trace of Shen Qingchuan, which could completely separate Tang Guo from him.

But what I never thought was that the two people were more and more like glue. She was really unwilling to work harder and harder in her hands, and the documents were crumpled

Suddenly, the phone rang suddenly. It was a strange number. Yunyan picked it up vigilantly: "hello."

"Hello!" the voice opposite was very frivolous, with some provocation and play.

Because I didn't know who it was, Yunyan was not good, so he lost his temper for no reason and endured the last temper: "excuse me, are you..."

"Show president Ling Cheng."

Half an hour later, in a cafe in the suburban junction area.

"What's the matter with you calling me here?" Yunyan threw more than 100000 bags on the table. He could see that his attitude was very bad.

"Manager Yun, are you so upset? Is there something that hasn't been going well recently, such as in Japan..." Ling Cheng held a cigarette in his hand and took a sip gently, and the cigarette ring floated in the air.

Hearing Lingcheng mention the place of "Japan", my heart immediately lifted up: "what Japan? I don't know!"

"Oh? Shen Qingchuan, do you know manager Yun?"

"What do you want to do?" Yunyan's tone softened. Ling Cheng was so sure that there must be evidence in his hand. If it was exposed, all his previous efforts would no longer exist!

"Don't be too nervous. I just want to talk about cooperation with you, that's all."