Chapter 184

"Are you more daring, or are you just like that?" Beiming night suddenly leaned over, and her tall body approached her: "did I miss a lot? The meekness shown in front of me in the past is all disguised? "

When he approached, the strong male breath suddenly came, mixed with a little cold to the bone chilling, which made her blood almost stop flowing for a moment.

"Don't come here." She hid behind, trying to avoid his oppression, but behind was the solid door, and she could not retreat.

Seeing that he was about to press on himself, she reached out to his chest and tried to push him away: "don't come here. I told you to pay you back. I don't want to be with you. Go away."

"And Mu Son Jin together of time, also can resist like this?" His eyes are not cold, but not soft, locked in her small face, a trace of cautious breath: "my woman and my friends get together, you say, if you were me, now what would you do?"

"I'm not your woman." She whispered.

Yes, if his woman and his good friend betray him, he really has enough reasons to get angry and even punish her. However, she is not his woman at all. There is only one relationship between them all the time, and that relationship is formed under his coercion.

She didn't want to betray him. She didn't want to be involved with him any more.

"You are not my woman?" Beiming night repeated this sentence in a low voice. As if she didn't understand her words, her big palm fell on her shoulder and moved down slowly: "what's on you that I haven't touched? I don't know how many times I've done it. Now you come to tell me, "you're not my woman?"

"You forced me to do that." Holding back the sense of shame aroused by his words, she bit her lip and retorted loudly: "I've never been willing to. You forced me. I'm not your woman. I'm just a tool for you to vent!"

"You are angry with me, so you will come together with Mu Zijin?" His palm has been moved to her heart, no matter how hard she tries to push him away, he is still very smooth in the place he likes.

Listening to her instant breathing, feeling her panic and uneasiness, he hooked his lips and said with a smile: "is he good to you? Have you been well served? "

Mingke bit his lip hard, ignoring his humiliating words, still pushing his big palm on himself.

Whether Zijin is good or not, it's not his turn to evaluate, and it has nothing to do with him!

"It seems that you are very protective of that boy." He lowered his head and approached her for a few minutes. The little hand on his chest could not stop him at all, and he did not look in his eyes: "do you really like him so much?"

She was stunned. She didn't know how to respond to this question. She told him that she liked it. Would he let her go, or would he revenge her crazily?

Isn't he and Mu Zijin good friends? In fact, he doesn't like her at all. He just wants her to be a vent object. Then, can you let her go on the friendship with Zijin?

She raised her head and met him with a clear smile, but she took a deep breath and said in a soft voice, "let me go, OK? Zijin and I really want to be together. Mr. Beiming, please let me go. If I owe you something, I will return it all to you. "

"Do you really want to be with him?" He frowned slightly, and the light of his eyes was still indisputable. He seemed to be thinking about her words and his own affairs.

She couldn't see through him. She couldn't see through him all the time. He was so enigmatic that ordinary people couldn't see through him at all.

Just feel pressed in her heart on the big palm, that strength seems to be a little lighter, she gently breathe, even gasp dare not, for fear of disturbing him, let him suddenly began to become crazy.

"Mr. Beiming, I I and Zijin... "

"Do you really like that kid?" The strength that falls on her heart door is lighter again, his vision is still so difficult to see head, just the cold air at the bottom of the eye seems to slowly disperse some.

Mingke had been paying attention to his face. Seeing that he didn't look unhappy, she hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "yes."

In fact, she doesn't know if she really likes Mu Zijin so much. She just feels relaxed when she is with him. She can talk or do things in the way she likes.

It's the same as being safe when she's around Beiming night, where she has to think twice about what she says and even control her breath subconsciously.

Follow him. It's so stressful

Beiming night's eyes are deep. I don't know how long later, she suddenly gets up from her and goes back to her seat. With a "pop", she lights up the cigarette, puts it on her fingertips and takes a sip.

He is in a bad mood. At least he can still feel it.

Maybe in this kind of thing, everyone will be in a bad mood, just like being abandoned, will he think so?For a long time, he didn't speak in the northern night. When he didn't speak, his expression was so silent. The smile of his lips disappeared. The whole person was born with a cold breath, which made people shiver.

He didn't speak, and she didn't dare to say anything. There was still some extravagance in her heart. She prayed that he could occasionally find a little conscience and let her go.

"Are you really with him?" He was smoking, and the smoke filled the air in circles, which made him look even more indescribable.

Such vicissitudes of one side, the name can never see, as if now as long as she nods, tell him that he and Mu Zijin really together, he will be hurt because of her.

She was puzzled, but she soon calmed down and nodded: "yes."

"Did you?" His voice was still so faint that it was almost inaudible.

There is a blockage in Mingke's throat. She can't say anything. She hasn't done anything. How can she say such a thing?

However, she is really a little afraid, if you tell him the truth, he and Mu Zijin not only did not do, even kiss this kind of thing, he will rise again with her idea?

In the end, she forced her fear down and nodded her head: "yes."

Beiming night took a deep breath again, and the cigarette was directly smoked by him. When he saw the end, he put it out in the ashtray on the wall of the car and continued to light one.

Mingke has seen him several times secretly. He smokes in silence, doesn't speak, and doesn't have any different expression. He looks very calm, but the smile on his lips is gone.