He sat at the edge of the bed, his camouflage jacket had been taken off and thrown to the ground.
A tangled muscles in front of her completely show, crisscross chest muscle, there are a little bit of scratch marks.
A man with bare upper body, messy bangs on his forehead, messy, domineering, wild, sexy, the dust not only does not damage his charm, but also adds a wild beauty to him.
He looks like a cheetah after sports. His whole body is filled with frigid air, but he is so noble and born king.
Mingke was a little stunned. His eyes fell on the arm which was stronger than his leg. He remembered that not long ago, when he was pressed under his body, he had tightly climbed up his strong arm. When he thought about it, his heart was inexplicably drunk.
But now he is very cold, so cold, let her intoxicated at the same time, also let him uneasy.
When he is cold, she always has a feeling that she is excluded from his heart. This feeling not only makes her uneasy, but also makes her powerless.
Beiming night, who has been sinking her eyes, slowly raises a pair of dark star eyes after hearing the movement of her coming out. After she looks at her, the cold air on her body is suddenly collected.
However, although he was consciously converging, Mingke could still feel the chill from him. It was just like he was born with. Under the arrogant breath, it was cold frost.
"Sir..." Mingke called softly, because he felt his chill. At this time, he didn't even have the courage to walk to him.
But Beiming night suddenly stood up, picked up the dirty camouflage clothes that had been thrown to the ground, and went to the bathroom: "I'll take a bath, and I'll take you out to dinner later."
Ming didn't speak, just nodded.
Beiming night turned and went into the bathroom, but she didn't know what to do. She wanted to find a place to sit down, but her little butt still hurt a little. It was OK when she didn't touch it. When she touched it, she felt restless.
Having nothing to do, looking at the place that had been made in the northern night just now, she went over and smoothed out the sheet which was slightly concave by him with her hand.
But, still don't know what to do, North night just body that cold, she looked very uneasy
On the night of the northern underworld, he took a quick bath. In less than 15 minutes, he came out with short wet hair. However, Mingke noticed that his cold was completely gone when he came out of the bath.
She still can't understand this man. He is always so enigmatic that she can't see his soul through his eyes or even his face.
"How do you stand there?" When he saw her standing beside the bed, he frowned, raised his thin lips and laughed happily: "welcome me, like a little maid? I don't remember when I was so mean to a servant
Finally, when she saw him again, Mingke let out a sigh. She didn't care that he compared himself to a maid.
Glancing at him, she murmured, "I'm not comfortable. I don't want to sit down."
"Don't want to sit or don't want to do?" With a smile and a little strange light in his eyes, he went over, stretched his long arm and hooked her into his arms: "don't worry, I'll wait for you to go out and eat when you come back. What are you afraid of?"
Mingke blinked and looked up at him.
The brightness of the fundus is so familiar This guy, dare to think that she does not dare to sit on the bed, for fear that when he comes out, he will directly press her down on the bed like a wild animal?
Well, at least he knows that sometimes he is really a beast!
Although it's hard for the president of Beiming to show a little conscience, he really can't sit down now. His butt is still in pain. It's estimated that he will have to sleep tonight and wake up tomorrow to get better.
Beiming Liancheng, like his brother, is totally indifferent.
"What's the matter?" Beiming night finally saw the little uneasiness in her eyes and noticed that she really didn't want to sit.
He frowned, and now there was a little doubt.
"The bonfire party is still in preparation. You can't have fun so soon. Take a break first." He went to the bed and sat down. He held out his hand to her and said, "come and tell me about the training events today? What did you learn? "
Mingke frowns, what do you learn Well, is it a fight? It's the one that breaks people's heads.
"Why don't you come here?" Beiming night's eyebrows twist heavy a few minutes, but a day's time is gone, unfamiliar with him?
Mingke can naturally feel that he is not happy with his behavior, but now she
She breathed and walked slowly.
Before he got close, her wrist suddenly tightened. She was familiar with his actions. When he clasped his wrist with his big palm, she knew what he wanted to do.
Another free hand immediately went behind him, trying to protect his little butt, but it was too late.The night of the northern underworld had already pulled her over and put her little body in her arms. She was about to look down for her thin lips. Before dinner, she had some appetizers. Unexpectedly, the girl in her arms was already humming.
"Well..." Name can two willow leaf eyebrows tightly lock together, low shout a: "ache......"
It hurts!
A word, let the man around suddenly a tight, almost by her this dull hum make go crazy.
What's this cry when it's in a man's arms? Dinner hasn't started yet. Is this an invitation for him to come first?
If that's the case, he doesn't mind.
Big palm left from her waist and took control of her soft body. She was about to crush it recklessly, but her name was already low: "no! It's not what you think! "
The light of the eye ground of the North dark night is black a few minutes, hang Mou to stare at her to write full painful eyes, the eyebrow is a little displeasure that others can easily see through: "don't, seduce me to do what?"
"No I didn't seduce you. " She bit her lips and was busy explaining that people are suffering from death now. Where is the mood to seduce men?
In particular, her chest is also a pile of bumped pain place, if let him crush on some, he will not die also have to peel.
Isn't she that good? I dare to give myself to this wolf with all my hurt. Don't you want to commit suicide?
She is so young and beautiful that it's not her turn to die.
"I I'm not feeling well She bit her lip and lowered her eyebrows. She didn't know how to explain it to him.
"What's wrong?" The northern night asked, and his voice was covered with a little hoarseness.
She knew that if she could not give him a reasonable explanation when his big hand had already covered her, he would continue to do it without scruple.
Because, for him, she started everything first.