Chapter 25

What I didn't expect is that Beiming night's notebook has a password. In fact, it's no wonder that a rich man like him must have a lot of important documents worth billions in his notebook. How can people open them casually?

After several random attempts, she still couldn't find his password. She had no choice but to turn off her laptop until the screen was completely black.

There is no way to open his notebook, so, do you have to face him in person later?

When her nervous mood returned to calm, she turned out of the door and went downstairs step by step. When she went down the stairs, her step was too big, and her legs hurt again.

Although not just wake up that will be so uncomfortable, but still let her can't help but frown.

At the entrance of the stairs, Meng Qi was going up to urge her to go downstairs. He didn't want to look up and saw the slender figure appeared at the corner of the stairs.

Seeing her brow locked and hearing what Qingmei had just said to him, he couldn't help welcoming her and asked in a soft voice, "Miss Mingke, is she not feeling well? Would you like Dr. Yang to come and show you? "

Mingke shook his head immediately, although his attitude from last night's impatience, arrogance, to now more or less mild up, let her heart is slightly surprised.

But now she just wants beimingye to delete Shanshan's photo in front of her and promise that she won't threaten her again. Then she will leave here and go home quickly, or go to a place nobody knows and stay for a day until she gets better.

What she's afraid of most now is to have anything to do with the people here.

Meng Qi's eyes swept from her pale face again. Although she still had some ideas, since she didn't want to see a doctor, he didn't say much.

After all, Mr. Wang is still waiting in the hall. He has never seen him have such good patience. He has been waiting here for more than an hour. However, it is very clear that no matter how good his patience is, it is limited. If he doesn't go on any longer, he will be unhappy all of a sudden.

Mingke and Mengqi go downstairs together. When they come to the hall, the first person who breaks into Mingke's eyes is the tall figure.

Just feel his presence, even his facial features did not see clearly, that familiar sense of terror hit on the heart, let her can't help but hold tight his skirt, subconsciously back half a step.

Seeing that she was so afraid of her husband, Meng Qi's eyes were a little complicated. After looking at her and looking at the night of the northern night, he finally urged: "Mr. is waiting for you. Let Miss Mingke go."

Mingke took a deep breath. Although he was still afraid, he tried to summon up courage to approach him after he put down the panic.

Shanshan's picture is still in his hands. No matter how scared she is, she still has to face this person.

In fact, when she appeared at the stairway, Beiming night had noticed her existence, but did not expect that after last night, the girl was more afraid of him than before.

Is his technique really so bad that he doesn't serve her well enough, or is his technique too good for her? However, her appearance like a frightened rabbit made the male chauvinism in his heart soar.

She looked at him with this kind of eyes again. He was not sure whether he would leave the magazine in his hand and carry her to the second floor to continue last night's crazy behavior.

I never thought that I would lose control of this kind of thing one day, but I really couldn't help asking for it many times last night.

Her body is very soft and warm. When she wants her, her body and mind are never satisfied.

The girl was born to be obsequious and treated him so well. How could he be willing to leave her like this?

Seeing her coming to him, he raised his chin and motioned her to sit down opposite.

Mingke was a little nervous. He sat opposite the coffee table and looked at him, but he kept reading the magazine and didn't speak. After she sat down, he didn't even look at her.

Several times, Mingke wanted to talk to him and talk about the photos. However, there was a servant in the hall all the time, and there was a third person here. She didn't dare to take the risk to say it.

Before long, Lan Hua came over with a tray and put a bowl of porridge and two exquisite cakes on the coffee table in front of her.

Mingke took a look at her, then looked down at the cake in front of her and didn't speak.

Although she's really hungry now, she can't eat at all in the northern night, so she didn't even move the breakfast. She just sat quietly and felt extremely uneasy.

"You don't eat because I fed you too much last night, and you can't eat now?" Finally, Beiming night's eyes fell on her small face. Her face was not very good, and she was a little pale. He knew that he was tired last night.

Although that pale can evoke a trace of pity, but more is to evoke the beast that lurks in his heart.

Such a fragile little thing His eyes suddenly darkened, and the corners of his lips also rolled up a trace of evil smile: "if you don't like the breakfast here, let's go up, and I'll continue to feed you in bed."Mingke was startled and didn't say anything. He quickly lowered his head to hold up the bowl of porridge, took a spoon to his small mouth, drank half a bowl of porridge, and ate the two small cakes, then continued to drink the remaining half a bowl of porridge into his stomach.

She took a napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth clean. She looked up at him and whispered, "Mr. Beiming, I I have... "

"What has happened?" He glanced at the magazine and just waved his hand casually. Meng Qi asked all the servants in the hall to step back.

When there was no third person present, Mingke was relieved. Looking at him, he said seriously: "Mr. Beiming has got what you want, then you Can I have all the pictures of Shanshan back? "

"Did I say I'd give you back her picture?"

"You said What? " His words make Mingke's face more pale. She can't help but stand up and look down at him. Her anger suddenly burns up in her chest.

He is still looking at the magazine. When he sees the places he is interested in, he takes a serious look at them. When he is not interested in them, he turns over them at will, with a leisurely and lazy posture.

Mingke finally couldn't help biting his lips and said, "Beiming night, if you want to keep your word, I've already You've done that. Why don't you give me back the picture of Shanshan? "

"I don't seem to have said that if you sleep with me for a night, I'll give you back your sister's picture." Beiming night finally looked up at her with a smile on her lips. Her eyes were extremely evil but cold: "did I say that? Miss Mingke, how bad is your memory? "