President, don't tease me

An hour later, the two finally returned home. Beiming Han also made up his mind, "you are not suitable to be a driver."

"I told you long ago that I hadn't driven a long time!" Tang Guo could not help but purse his lips and make complaints about it.

Beiming Han enjoyed her Rune Stone, but he still said, "but I didn't expect you to be so slow! You drove for an hour after half an hour."

Tang Guo stuck out his tongue, but still didn't say much. He hurriedly pushed Beiming Han into the room, "I don't know who took the driver away. It's good to say me."

"Say something directly!" Beiming Han obviously heard the meaning in her words, a little funny.

Tang Guo immediately changed his face and said with a smile, "what do you want to eat at night?"

"Whatever!" Beiming Han didn't say anything more, but his heart had been relaxed a lot.

Beiming Han looked at the documents in his hand and began to sort out "I have time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you try to arrange time for shooting." he Zhizhang's indifferent voice came from the phone, and he couldn't hear anything wrong at all.

"Well, OK, I see!" Beiming Han paused and said, "do you know a man named Lin Anxin?"

There was a slight meal on the phone, and there was no response for a long time. "Do you know her?" Beiming Han, who was familiar with he Zhizhang, knew that he was wrong, and still opened his mouth.

"No, I don't want to see any outsiders tomorrow." he Zhizhang returned to normal at will and hung up the phone directly.

"Hello, hello..." he wanted to say something. He didn't hear any sound anymore.

Tang Guo pushed the door and came in. He just saw a strange smile on his face, "have dinner, has something good happened?"

"Nothing!" Bei Minghan skillfully manipulated the wheelchair and walked in the direction of Tang Guo.

Tang Guo couldn't help turning his head and thinking about his wheelchair, "what's this? Don't you have to maintain it?"

"No, since madam is so curious about my wheelchair, do you want to take a look?" the corners of Beiming's mouth rose slightly, showing a trace of frustration.

"How to sit? I can't hold you on the sofa?" Tang Guo said that, but he didn't take it to heart.

Beiming Han already had an idea in his heart, but he didn't say it. He just raised a smile on his face.

Song Yiye drove over and grabbed Luo Ying who was going in. "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry about it. Since you won't help me, don't come to me." Luo Ying shook off his hand and walked in the direction of the house.

"Luo Ying, calm down. This is not the time to be emotional." how could song Yiye let go of her and hold her hand tightly.

Luo Ying's face showed a different smile, "no matter what happens, I will tell him clearly, otherwise, I won't be reconciled!"

"He can't see you!" looking at her drunk, song Yiye directly picked her up and walked in the direction of his car!

"Let me go, song Yiye!" Luo Ying was so drunk that she didn't have the strength to push him away, but she still kicked him with her hands and feet.

Inside, Tang Guo didn't know what was going on outside. Tang Guo had just cleaned up the things on the table.

"Guoguo, come here!" just after she finished cleaning up, the voice of Beiming cold suddenly sounded behind her.

Tang Guo looked at him suspiciously, but still shook the water on his hands, "what's the matter?"

"Come here!" Beiming Han did not explain the reason, but quietly stretched out his hand.

Tang Guo's heart is inevitably suspicious, but he slowly walked over, took his hand, and then he pulled it into his arms, "you... What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to try the efficacy of this wheelchair? I'll try it for you now!" a smile rose from the corners of Beiming Han's mouth, but he had manipulated the wheelchair under him.

"I didn't say to try like this..."

Tang Guo already knew that he was caught in his trap, but it was too late. He could only let him hold himself tightly in his arms and walk in another direction.

Luo Ying didn't know where she was at all. She just felt that she was pulled into a wet place, and then the cold water poured all over her.

Her drunkenness woke up, "Song Yiye, what are you crazy about?"

"I should have asked you this. What do you look like now? Is that still the original you?" Song Yiye frowned tightly at Luo Ying, who was soaked all over.

Luo Ying couldn't help beating a cold cicada and looked at him coldly, "Song Yiye, anyone in the world has the right to take care of me, but you don't have the right. Don't forget that you ruined me!"

"Luo Ying, you should know that I've always liked you!" looking at Luo Ying's cold eyes, song Yiye regretted his impulse that night for the first time. If it hadn't been that night, maybe they wouldn't be like this.

Luo Ying slowly stood up from the bathtub, "but you should also know that the person I like is not you from beginning to end, not before, not now, and definitely not in the future!"

Song Yiye clenched his fist and stared at Luo Ying with red eyes. "Am I nothing in your heart? Is there only the useless man beiminghan in your heart?"

Before he finished, Luo Ying slapped him in the face. "I don't allow you to say that about him. He's not a loser. He's a thousand times better than you!"

"Really? Then I'll tell you what a real man is!"

Song Yiye was deeply stimulated by her, slowly took off his clothes and slowly narrowed the distance between the two people.

Perhaps it was the first time she saw him like this. Luo Ying found something wrong at this time. "Song Yiye, what do you want to do? I tell you, don't mess around..."

Then she couldn't send a word any more. Song Yiye covered her lips ruthlessly and didn't give her a chance to speak again.

Tang Guo massaged Beiming Han's injured leg as usual. He was still a little worried, "do you have a good chance of your foot injury?"

"Why? If this leg is bad, you will regret it?" although Beiming Han knew that her words didn't mean this, he couldn't help joking.

"Now that I'm married to you, I don't care whether you're disabled or good." Tang Guo sighed slightly and said, "I just think you're a good young man. It's a pity."

"Madam, are you worried about your husband's body?" the corners of Beiming's mouth rose slightly, but he tried to keep calm.