Chapter 694

The night of the northern underworld did what he said. When it was over, he put his name to rest.

But Mingke only slept for less than an hour, and he woke him up again.

Fortunately, this time, he woke her up in a normal way, rather than the way that made people blush and feel shy.

When he wakes up, Beiming night has put himself in order. Mingke looks up at the man standing by the bed. After he puts on his clothes, he is a handsome and elegant entrepreneur. When he raises his head and raises his hand, all of them are elegant and charming.

No wonder as soon as he went out, all the women were staring at him from 80 to 18, no, or 15 to 14, but they almost didn't leave any saliva.

Such a handsome man was picked up by herself. Does she feel lucky or unhappy for herself? With super handsome guys, there's never less pressure.

"How's it going? Are you willing? " Beiming night went to the bed and looked down at her: "if you sleep well, get up and take you out to sea today. The sea of Oriental International is more beautiful than that of Dongling. Do you want to see it?"

"Of course." Although she was very tired, she knew that if she didn't want to get up and want to sleep again, the wolf who just put on the fur didn't know whether she would pick off the wolf's skin again and continue to crush her.

After the agreement was torn up, the two people's status was equal. But in her opinion, they were not equal at all.

He still tossed her to death in bed as he used to. This man, whether there was an agreement or not, never changed from beginning to end.

But she was also satisfied, at least what he said last night made her very happy.

He took a deep breath, and finally sat up from the bed. His limbs were weak, and it was difficult to get down.

All of a sudden, the quilt wrapped around his body had been pulled away by him, but before he had time to exclaim, Beiming night had already picked her up and strode to the bathroom.

"I I'm not dressed yet. " She was so scared that she pulled on his lapel and almost screamed.

Beiming night ignored her and took her into the bathroom. She reached out to let her step on her own feet.

Looking at the body in the mirror which had been left countless traces by him carelessly, he felt pity and excitement, and then he put his hand forward again.

Mingke slapped his hand down and said angrily, "you said you would take me out to play. What you promised me would be done."

"I didn't say I wouldn't take you out. Now I'll take you here to wash you." Anyway, she washes her and he touches him. They don't affect each other, do they?

The big hands came over again. Mingke tried to pull it away, but she didn't have a piece of shame covering cloth on her body. As long as he wanted to touch it, no matter where it was, he could always touch it.

She was a little desperate. She closed her eyes and calmed down. Then she picked up her toothbrush and toothpaste, ignored him and began to brush her teeth.

This time, the washing is really beautiful. The man stands behind her, just like holding his own toy. He can play as he plays.

Several times, Mingke was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but she didn't wear shoes. She was barefooted, but the other side even put on her shoes. Stepping on him didn't do her any good.

"Aren't you afraid I'll step on your shoes?" When she went out, she couldn't help but look down at the pair of shoes that she had just stepped on. She knew that they were expensive high-end goods.

"If you step on it, you can buy it again. My women like to step on it. I'll buy it for you as much as you want." Beiming night took her to bed, turned and went to the wardrobe, and chose a light green dress for her.

When he came back, he saw her pull the quilt over her and cover her. He picked his eyebrows, and the evil smile floated from the bottom of his eyes: "you said that I haven't seen your body before? I've been kissing and touching them. Is it necessary to block them so tightly in front of me? "

Mingke just blushes and doesn't speak. He plays a rascal. She has learned how to get along with him now. When Beiming president says those rascal words, you'd better pretend you can't hear them.

If you want to argue with him, you will always lose.

"Get up, I'll dress you." Beiming night went to the bed and put down the clothes, not only a skirt, but also a set of underwear.

Mingke blushed and reached out to hook her little Nei.

Beiming night but first she took the bra up, drooping eyes from her body swept: "come on, I'll try to give you wear well, turn over."

"No, I'll do it myself." She bit her lip.

"It seems you don't want to wear it." He laughs and raises the little things in his hand: "since we don't wear them, let's go on and spend the day in bed."

Mingke glared at him and hesitated for a long time. Then he bit his lip and turned to take the quilt away from him.

"So good, I'll reward you later." The North dark night laughs that call a proud, the small thing is compared on her body next, just hold up her small hand to wear past, just when button up for her, button up several times all can't button up, button up even name can have a bit impatient."Can I do it myself?" You can't button your underwear. People who don't know think he's never wanted a woman before.

But then again, how many women will there be before the northern night? There should be a lot of women for a rich man like him, right? Did he serve other women like that?

She didn't know what she was thinking, and suddenly she was in a bad mood. When she thought that he had treated other girls like this in the past, her heart sank.

"I'll be fine soon. What's the hurry?" Didn't feel her strange, Beiming night is still fighting with those underwear buttons.

Finally, he buttoned all the four buttons. He raised the back of his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. His hands fell on her armpit. He picked her up and let her face him.

Mingke gave a low cry and immediately covered his upper body with his hands. His underwear was well worn, but other places

His face was so red that he could hardly find any other color. Looking up at him, he was surprised and ashamed.

Beiming night solemnly took her little neinei and weighed it on her fingertips. It was light and soft. It should be very comfortable to wear on her.

However, he began to be a little unhappy, looking at the fingertip of the small inside, immediately disliked up.

This thing can be so close to his woman all day, and even he doesn't have such good welfare. He has to behave when he goes out. He can't even take a look at his clothes!

Fortunately, it's just a dead thing. If it's alive

He snorted, and a strong sense of killing flashed through his eyes.

If it's alive, see if he doesn't tear it to pieces.