Chapter 31

Name can be urgent, but the night is not urgent, leisurely looking at the sea level, cool fingertips from time to time in her face.

Mingke found that he seems to like looking at the sea and thinking, or in a daze, but this person is too deep, she can't even see clearly, so she simply doesn't want to.

I don't know how long it took for Beiming night to let her go.

After sitting up, Mingke found that her legs were slightly numb again. This time, she simply stood up and gently kicked her legs. When her legs felt better, she bent over to lift the fishing rod and take back the line.

Unfortunately, the bait is gone.

Also want to bait, the side of the North night has stood up, turned and walked to the cabin, behind him, only leaving words of unknown meaning: "I really hope I will not sleep with you in the future?"

Mingke was a little stunned. After a while, he nodded in his heart. It was a real hope that he would never meet again.

But she knew that, for the time being, it was just a luxury.

Although reluctant to give up, he took the fishing rod back and gave it to the lost soup who came out of the cabin. Then he picked up the bucket and hesitated for a few seconds before catching it.

"Sir, I caught it this afternoon." There are seven fish in the bucket. Although they are not very big, he did not say that they should be divided into different sizes. As long as they are fish, they should be worth 10 million.

Looking at the fish in the bucket, his eyes slowly returned to her pale face. With a thin lip, he couldn't understand the meaning of the smile: "write it down, I won't default."

Mingke breathed a sigh of relief and could not help but smile a little.

Whenever I see the smile from the corner of her eyes, he always has an impulse to pull her over and swallow her smile into his stomach.

She didn't know that when she frowned and showed a little smile, this small face was really good-looking, and the whole person was like a bright circle.

Unfortunately, this woman doesn't like to laugh, or she just doesn't like to laugh when she is in front of him.

He doesn't care, what he cares about is her body, whether she smiles or not, it doesn't have much to do with him.

"Copy me your timetable later." He said suddenly.

Mingke pursed his lips and nodded: "I know."

He wants to know all her whereabouts, because since the signing of the agreement, she has been his person completely, right? At least, until the deal is over, she belongs to him.

It's not that Mingming doesn't feel sad, especially when she thinks that she will be controlled by another person in the future. However, she has always been optimistic and knows how to comfort herself to live a good life. Therefore, she can bear a little frustration.

She must be able to stand it.

"Can I go back in the evening?" He sat there and didn't let her sit, so she had to stand all the time, as humble as a maid beside him: "I'll have a full class tomorrow morning and have to get up early."

"I'll have the servant wake you up in the morning." He's just a little bit on the sofa, a habitual movement.

Mingke unconsciously nodded his lips. He was disappointed. He knew that he was addicted to smoking and where his cigar was. He turned and walked to the wine cabinet, took out the exquisite wooden box in the next drawer, took out a cigar and returned to him, and handed it to him with both hands.

Beiming night took it, and found that this little girl had more advantages. Besides being clever, she had a good memory. At noon, Yi Tang once took a cigar here, so she wrote it down.

"Won't you order it?" The cigar was in two thin rose lips, and he looked up at her.

Mingke was a little surprised. He went back to the wine cabinet to find out the lighter. When he came back to him, he was a little at a loss: "sorry, I won't use this."

"Watch it." Beiming night took it, long finger on the top of a press, "pa" sound, the light of the fire, he took a sip at will, the lighter back to her.

It has to be said that his action of smoking is really beautiful. It's not worth killing. If Xiao Xiang sees it, she will be dazed.

If it's flawless, then it's evil in his heart.

Mingke went back to the wine cabinet and put the lighter back in the drawer. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa through the crystal mirror of the wine cabinet, he couldn't help sighing.

It wasn't long before Yi Tang came back from outside, picked up the bucket beside the sofa, looked at Beiming night and asked respectfully, "Sir, do you want to have dinner on the cruise ship tonight or go back to the emperor's garden?"

North night picked eyebrow to see him one eye, vomited a mouthful of smoke again, just quietly say: "we are three people on the cruise ship, do you make dinner?"

As soon as the corner of Yi Tang's mouth drew out, he remembered that he had not taken the cook out today. He immediately lowered his head and laughed awkwardly: "then I'll drive the cruise ship back to shore. It's more than five o'clock."

Beiming night didn't speak. Yitang picked up the bucket and was about to walk to the cab, but behind him came Beiming night's joking voice: "be careful to serve these fish, ten million each. If you lose them, you will pay for them."

Yi Tang stepped and looked back at him, his face suddenly became strange.Ten million for a fish, is it true or not? This kind of small sea fish can be seen everywhere. Which fool can get such a good price?

"I bought it with her." Beiming night pointed to Mingke and looked up at Shangyi Tang: "how? Question my decision? "

"I dare not." If someone wants to be a champion, what does he dare to say? If you throw away two billion yuan, do you care about tens of millions?

He glanced at Mingke and saw that she just twisted her fingers and didn't speak. Her face was covered with a little bit of pale color. He held back his mind and went directly into the cab with a bucket.

One ten million, he has to protect himself. If he loses it, what should he do if he is not happy?

After Yitang left, the small living room was quiet again. Mingke was standing beside the sofa, and Beiming night was still leisurely leaning on the sofa smoking cigars.

The atmosphere was a little strange. When the cruise ship started, Beiming night looked up at Mingke: "do you like standing all the time?"

She shook her head. She didn't like to stand, but he didn't ask her to sit down. She didn't know whether to sit down.

Since she signed that agreement, she felt inferior to him. People sold him. Where's the dignity in front of him?

"Come here." He is a tall body, fingertips flick, the ash back to the ashtray.

Mingke walked over and sat down beside him, which made him feel better again.

Big palm fished her and directly pulled her into his arms. He didn't do anything else. He just said in a light voice, "if you're tired, just sleep for a while. When you get ashore, I'll call you up."