Chapter 612

Mingke doesn't speak. Beiming night's eyes are so deep that she can't understand what he is thinking. He didn't seem to be angry when he said that just now.

When did the CEO of Beiming become so good tempered? Hearing what he said and not following him, shouldn't he jump up and be furious?

Beiming night is also silent, just eyes have been falling on her face, not a moment to stare.

After a while, Mingke couldn't help laughing and looked back at him: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not angry

"Do you think you have the right to be angry?" He snorted.

"Can you speak better, sir?" She also followed to hum hum, can't help but secretly rolled a white eye: "at least I have been small three, I am the victim, you should not comfort my fragile heart?"

"Why don't I think you're vulnerable? No, it's fragile. " Eyes away from her face, all the way down, in her chest turned a circle, thin lips finally hook up.

In fact, the bottom of my heart was relieved, really relieved, but the girl didn't know.

He was still a little nervous, although he didn't even know why he was nervous, but it was a kind of unspeakable tension. After hearing what she said, the tension dissipated.

"It seems that you still trust me." He laughed confidently, and was thoroughly pleased with the discovery.

Can name but can't see him so happy, no matter how to say, oneself be small three is also a wrong thing, when she want to be him and Yu Feifan small three?

So seeing him so happy, she suddenly picked her eyebrows and squeezed out a little smile: "I don't care. Of course, I won't have any opinions, but the word" Xiao San "is very annoying. You'd better solve the problem between you and Yu Feifan first. If you can't solve it, I'll stay away from you in public."

"You dare." Beiming night suddenly sank her face, glared at her angrily, and said: "if you dare to avoid me, I will strengthen you in front of everyone, until you beg for mercy."

Name can bite a lip, a face brush to rise red.

There are still students eating breakfast near here. He is not afraid of losing face, but he should also pay attention to her face. This is the school. He even said such strong words to the students. Do you know how many people are eyeing them?

The North dark night eye ground but flowed what, even if oneself roared her a, but his in the mind still have a bit happy.

She is really different from the past, at least, in the face of their own, the attitude is very different.

Now she, let him feel very relaxed, a kind of unspeakable relaxed.

"Gone." He stood up and walked out the door. He walked so smartly that he didn't care about the people behind him.

Mingke frowned and glared at his back. He really wanted to ignore him, but he also knew that it was he who ignored him and suffered back.

She picked up the phone and stood up. After weighing it over and over again, she had no choice but to go after it.

I thought he was going to leave here to go back to work. I didn't want him to walk out of the canteen to the parking lot, but to the woods.

Ming didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only follow him. They walked back and forth for a long time and went straight to the woods.

Beiming night finally can't help but stop and look back at her.

As soon as he stopped, Mingke also stopped. He wanted to keep a distance from him.

Beiming night frowned, not happy: "what do you mean?"

"I'm a junior now. I'm afraid people will say I'm too ambiguous with you." Mingke turned his head away from his eyes and looked at the woods in the distance. His little mouth pursed unconsciously.

It turned out that the girl was not happy all the time. Although she was willing to believe him, she was still annoyed by the word "little three".

Looking at her stubborn little face, Beiming night is not angry, but shallow smile, take the initiative to turn to her.

Mingke still wants to escape, but he strides forward. Before she escapes, he puts her in his arms, bends over and holds her up.

Mingke was startled. Subconsciously, he took his neck and looked around. There were still people passing by. Seeing them like this, the rumors would spread wildly again.

"Do you really mind being a junior Beiming night picked pick eyebrows, drooping eyes looking at her, shallow smile, holding her to the two rockeries.

It's those two rockeries again. Mingke really hates that place. After that, he always feels like he's having an affair.

"What? You don't like it here? " Walking to the rockery, Beiming night put her down.

As Mingke expected, as soon as she was put down, Gao Da's body was crushed.

I haven't pressed this little body for two days, and now it's still so beautiful. Beiming night can't help sighing and bowing to her little mouth.

But Mingke turned his face to avoid the kiss. His little mouth still pursed and said, "what do you think is the reason why I like here?""Don't be angry." His voice suddenly softened down, did not kiss her, he buried his head in her neck, whispered: "I have hardly slept these two days."

The husky voice made Mingke feel soft. He said that he had hardly slept in the past two days, and his heart became soft.

Recently, it's hard to be firm when facing this man, especially when she doesn't use this kind of attitude to force herself as unreasonable as before. She seems to have a little respect and pity. This kind of night makes her less and less know what kind of attitude she should use to face him.

In the past, she could also try her best to obey his orders, not resist, not argue with him, as long as she listened to him, pretending to be docile, not to make him angry, and survive the time on the agreement, so she would be free.

But now such a northern night gives her power, but she doesn't know how to exercise her power.

People are not as docile as they used to be, and their temper seems to be much worse than before. Even she feels that she seems to be spoiled.

But will Beiming president really spoil her?

But anyway, she also likes the feeling of being spoiled.

Small hand still can't help falling on his head, gently stroking his slightly messy short hair.

Said to be angry, can't so easy to put down the small three these two words, can see him now, she really can't get angry, heart only pity.

"Were you very tired last night?" She asked softly.

"No one bothers me." Beiming night thin lips are still buried in her neck, hot breath all sprinkled in her neck, burning her a burst of soft, but his words let her depressed, this man is not a moment is serious.

However, now so buried in her neck, say this kind of words, how do you feel like a little child in coquetry with her mother?