Chapter 541

The low and deep laughter of the northern night came again. It was so nice to hear. I was drunk when I heard it.

How could anyone be so good-looking, so capable, and so strong, that even the voice could be heard all the time, and then almost drunk to death.

Fairness. God doesn't know what fairness is.

Mingke murmured in his heart, but at this moment, he was thinking about the good of others and everything that he could easily make everyone jealous. He was not only not jealous, but also happy.

Is this man her man?

Her man is so outstanding, at least when he was her man, she suddenly felt as proud as you Yan.

"If you don't talk, I think you're asleep. You'd better talk more, or I'll hang up." His joyful voice came back, the wind gradually weakened, and his voice recovered, just like a little bit of chaos in walking.

Mingke's heart is also shaking with the wind coming from the mobile phone. If it's true, if it's true, then Then he is

But she didn't have a chance to think about it deeply. The voice of Beiming night came from the other end of the phone: "what are you doing now?"

She suddenly thought back and said, "nothing, lying in bed."

"What are you wearing?" All of a sudden, the voice over there was clean, even the wind was gone.

Mingke blinked. Is he in the room or in the car? Dare not think too much, she casually back: "wearing pajamas."

"No underwear? He remembers that she doesn't like to wear underwear when she sleeps. It's said that it will affect her development. "

Name can face a red, immediately scolded: "dead lust ghost, what are you thinking?"

The laughter of the northern night came over there. After a while, he said, "guess what I'm thinking? There's a prize for guessing. "

"What's the reward?" In fact, she didn't know why she could talk so much with him. When they met, they didn't communicate so much.

But now think about it, they seem to have been chatting for almost half an hour, all of which are useless, messy and chatting about everything.

"What do you want?" The voice of the northern night is still so good. It's quiet at this time, and I don't know where he is: "you can also want me."

"No way." Mingke rolled his eyes. He pursed his lips, but there was a smile at the bottom of his eyes: "you are not worth money."

"I'm not worth the money?" North night picked pick eyebrow, pretending not happy way: "do you know if I take out to sell, is absolutely sky high price."

"Then you can sell it." Mingke immediately said, "I also want to see what it would be like for the president of Beiming to be a cowherd."

There was a blockage in the throat of the northern night. Unexpectedly, the girl learned to block his words.

Slow slow just again way: "still don't sell, leave you, save time you cry and beg me to go home."

The two words "go home" really move people. It's like they are already very close family members. They have a home of their own.

Although she knew she couldn't think like this, she couldn't stop thinking.

But she nodded her lips and said, "if you really want to sell, will I stop you? I don't know if I met a beautiful woman. They just hit it off. Even I forgot. "

"Do you hope so?"

"Who cares about you." She turned over and lay there, still holding her cell phone, close to her ear.

I don't know what I talked with him about. Time passed by. When she looked at her mobile phone, they had been chatting for more than an hour.

Mingke said a little uneasily: "it's almost out of power. I'll plug it in and charge it. You wait."

"Don't go." The voice of the northern night began to mingle with the wind, and soon began to shake again.

He's walking again. Where is he going? Where on earth is he now?

But Mingke looked at the little amount of electricity displayed on the mobile phone and felt more anxious: "no electricity, I'm afraid I'll hang up."

"Didn't I just go to bed after I hung up?" His breathing gradually became a little heavier than just now. Although the change was very weak, he was familiar with his name and could still hear it.

What is he doing? Why are you breathing heavily?

She didn't understand what he was doing. She was just worried that her cell phone might suddenly run out of power: "sir..."

"It's said that it's dangerous to make a phone call while charging. There's no need to charge. That's it." He said.

"It will shut down automatically." Once again, I'm afraid that even 5% of the power is gone. How long can we keep talking?

"It doesn't matter. I use the power bank. You wait."

"Turn it off, turn it off." His breathing is heavier, his voice is still a little trembling, still walking, climbing?

Mingke was a little wronged. In fact, from the beginning, she doubted whether he came to find her. But now she thinks about it, she still thinks it's impossible.There is no mountain near her. Where does he need to climb when he comes to find her? But now he's obviously doing his best!

Heart despair, the whole person will be completely disturbed, quietly climbed in the past, want to take the power cord to plug in.

Unexpectedly, the northern night suddenly said, "you go to the hall now."

"For what?" Name can be slightly uneasy, although do not know what it means, but still sat up in bed.

"Be obedient, go to the hall."

Mingke had no choice but to put on his shoes and go to the door of the room. He opened the door and walked out slowly to the hall.

But she was still afraid: "Sir, it's dark outside. I don't want to go out."

"Then go and open your door."

"What do you mean?" She's nervous again! He asked her to open the door

"Don't you just open the door?" He said in a low voice, with a little pleasant smile in his voice.

Mingke's heart is full of ups and downs. Just now, he was clearly carrying the gong. But where do they need the Gong? There's an elevator

No, she suddenly widened her eyes and was excited. She strode to the back of the door. She didn't even need to look outside from the cat's eye, so she directly opened the hall door.

Isn't the elevator dead? He wasn't climbing the mountain just now, he was climbing the stairs! They live on the eighth floor. He just climbed up the stairs!

When the door of the hall was opened, when he saw the tall figure standing in front of him, Mingke bit his lip, and his tears still slipped down.

He rushed over and even stood on tiptoe very hard to hold his neck: "you're here, you're here, you're here..."

Beiming night did not speak, the smile of lips slowly swing open, let him this blowing in the wind a little Xiaosuo face gave birth to a little warm breath.

He stretched out his long arm and held her tightly in his arms. He bowed his head and kissed her forehead. He whispered in her ear: "my woman miss my body. Can I not come?"