Chapter 480

Beiming night, this madman, this crazy man!

Mingke holds his body, raises his confused eyes and stares at his face which is getting closer and closer.

Wine gas surged up one by one, but because of fear, her consciousness could still maintain a little sober.

Know what he's doing, even, know what he wants to do.

Maybe he's right. What's good about being sober? Looking at the moment when he was close to her, she would rather die suddenly than face the madness of his moment.

"Why?" With a hoarse voice, she pushed him out to her big hand.

Pushed away by her, Beiming night didn't seem angry at all. Without touching her body, his big palm went to her skirt.

"No!"

A exclamation rang out, and at the same time, there was the sound of her skirt being torn.

What she tore was a skirt, but it was like tearing her heart to pieces. She trembled and finally begged, "no, don't do this. I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Beiming night leaned close to her, and her long finger was still on the only cloth she had left. Her voice was soft, but she couldn't hear any warmth: "it seems that it's not the first time for us?"

She trembled, his eyes blurred, but the cold breath still made her feel clear.

Afraid, she was really afraid. The terrible memories of the past suddenly flooded up. She was so afraid that her heart and liver were shaking.

It shouldn't be. Aren't they getting better? Why is it suddenly like this again?

"Sir..."

"Now, who is your man?" He leaned forward again. As she leaned back in horror, he pressed over, and his face almost touched her face: "you say, I'm not your man? It seems that I still need to prove it with action. "

"No, no It's... " She didn't know what to say, her head swayed, and she was even more dizzy.

It was just angry words, but it was because I was too angry at that time that I said so.

"It's you You let me talk to him. " Even if he's afraid, it's true. He did it himself. How can he still look unreasonable now?

No, he is not reasonable at all. What is she afraid of?

But, smell his icy cold breath, she is afraid, can't stop a fluster.

The star eye of the northern night narrowed slightly, looking at her white body hugged by her own pair of bracelets, sneered: "I didn't tell you, I won't let him really touch you, do you don't believe me, or do you want to follow him?"

"I didn't." How could he misinterpret her like this? Could she still look up to him and worship him in a loud voice under such circumstances?

She's not a toy. She has self-esteem. What's more, he says that he doesn't love her. Only children believe in love

"Ah Her hands suddenly fell under his hands. She was so scared that she screamed. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't help it.

Beiming night held her hands high above her head, put the cloth torn from her body on her wrist, and tied her hands. As soon as the chair retreated to the desk, the other end of the cloth tied to her wrist was directly tied to the handle of the desk drawer.

Mingke bit his lip so hard that he almost fainted.

"You forced me, you wanted to give me to him!" In sight of that man, he stood up straight, staring at himself coldly, throwing away the bath towel around his waist.

She wanted to hide, but the whole person was fixed on the chair and couldn't hide at all.

The hot body of the North just began to talk

If Mingke knew that it would be like this if she offended him, tonight, she would not deliberately pretend to be intimate with Beiming Liancheng in front of him, and she would not deliberately annoy him.

No matter how long we get along with each other, his overbearing character has not changed at all. He is still him, or the one who is superior and dare not disobey him.

Most of the night, how much evidence of her humiliation was left on that shameful chair?

This chair Later, every time I see Mingke, I can't help but think of the madness of that night. Beiming night tried every means to make her faint in the end.

But he still did not stop his madness, full of anger, rolled from the chair to the bed, unless he was satisfied, otherwise, completely unable to press down.

After satisfying him, she really couldn't escape from him because she couldn't even get up.

The next morning, Xiao Xiang's tenth phone call finally woke Mingke up.

There is no Beiming night around, only a phone is placed on the bedside table, and the familiar ring is constantly floating out.

Mingke turned over and wanted to climb over. As soon as he moved, he couldn't help crying out.

Pain, pain all over, pain her teeth, even a small move to climb past, she did very difficult.The whole person is just like being run over by a train, so painful that she is about to cry.

Beiming night, that beast!

Finally moved in the past, but a meter away, tired as if she had climbed hundreds of stairs, tired out of breath.

The phone had been cut off automatically because no one answered for a long time. She took it in her hand and looked at it. She was hesitating whether she would pull it. The phone rang again.

It's still Xiao Xiang.

Mingke picked it up and just hummed: "hello..."

On the other end of the line, Xiao Xiang's anxious voice immediately came over: "coco, the crew has informed us that we must get there before noon. Yu Feifan has to work overtime these two days to change his schedule where are you now? Do you have time to go back to school? If it's too late, I'll go straight to the movie city. I'll wait for you there. "

Mingke breathed. He was a little confused at the beginning. After listening for a while, he immediately woke up.

Looked up at the wall clock, ten o'clock! No wonder Xiao Xiang is in such a hurry that it's really too late.

"Go by yourself. I'll be right there."

I still remember that director Yang Muru said to these new people last time that acting is a sacred thing, not for fun. Therefore, you can either quit now or take it as your first career if you want to stay.

Although she played the female No.2 in a muddle, she also played an extremely important role in such a big investment.

Mingke has always cherished this opportunity. When Yu Feifan changes her itinerary, she probably has something important to do. She and Yu Feifan have too many rival dramas. If she doesn't go today, she will have a worse life in the cast.

There are people behind, arrogant, arrogant, arrogant There is no good image at all. Now, the image should be directly implemented.

She still cherishes this job, and even once thought that when she left Beiming night, she might be able to enjoy herself in the performing arts circle.

Grandma's illness is not good, making money is her responsibility.

After taking a deep breath, she sat up from the bed and looked down at her bruises. She bit her lip and turned under the bed with pain.