Chapter 747

Beiming Liancheng doesn't know what he's doing. Dazhang is pulled by Mingke. He just follows her and leans towards her.

That only a little confused big palm was pulled to her face by her, fingertips touched her smooth and delicate face, the touch was so magical.

Is he touching a woman's face for the first time? It turns out that the feeling is so smooth and tender, just like the baby's skin.

But when I thought about it, he didn't even touch the baby's face. How could he know what the baby's skin feels like.

"Don't go. Stay with me." Mingke looked at him, his voice was hoarse with wine, his eyes blinked gently, and there was a layer of bewitching light flashing inside.

Beiming Liancheng half squints his eyes and knows that he should leave, but he doesn't know why. Seeing her eyes, he is bewitched and doesn't want to leave.

Not only did he not leave, he even sat down beside the bed, and his unconscious fingertips crossed her face as if he had been bewitched.

She's the boss's woman, and he didn't expect to touch her.

A woman is a pronoun of trouble to him. He never put any woman in his heart. If it wasn't for the boss, he and she would not have any intersection.

But now under the fingers is her smooth skin, in the line of sight is her a pair of drunk hazy eyes, why does he have a kind of reluctant to leave feeling?

At this moment, he felt that he was in the magic city, but he didn't want to know what he was doing?

"Night..." She called softly, but no one could hear her calling clearly. All she knew was that she held her big palm close to her face, closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek in his palm.

A docile little girl like a sheep, this moment is full of dependence on him, he suddenly forgot who he is, and even doubt whether he is the night in her mouth.

She took his palm, her hands were as soft as no bones, her face was as smooth as a shelled egg, and her lips were filled with a sweet smile. Was she in a good mood at this moment? Is she in a good mood because she has him around?

Beiming Liancheng was a little stunned. He didn't know if the consciousness in his head was a bit confused after drinking. He even lowered his head to approach her unconsciously.

sniffed the faint fragrance on her body, no smell of perfume, only her faint fragrance, and a mellow wine spirit.

This taste suddenly caught his mind, very want to taste, taste belongs to her taste.

He lowered his head, his eyes locked on her two thin lips, and the distance between them was getting closer, until the four thin lips were less than a finger apart.

She felt someone approaching. Mingke opened her eyes and looked at the face that couldn't see the outline clearly. She let go of his palm and rubbed her eyes. She wanted to see his face clearly, but she couldn't see every line in his face.

"Night, don't you leave tonight?" She asked in a dumb voice.

"I won't go." Beiming Liancheng's voice had never been hoarse. As soon as she lowered her head, the kiss fell on her face, and the hot lips slowly moved to her lips.

Mingke closed his eyes and sighed: "night, don't leave me in the future. Don't do anything dangerous in the future. The captain of Liancheng said you are in danger. I'm in a panic..."

Before she finished her words, the weight on her body suddenly disappeared. When she opened her eyes again, there was not even half a person in front of her eyes.

She whimpered, rubbed her eyes, wanted to get up, but her body was very heavy, even her head was the same. She was dizzy. She didn't know where she was or what she was doing. After barely supporting for a few seconds, she fell down heavily.

She closed her eyes, confused, do not know what to say, even less than a minute, head side, actually fell asleep in the past.

Until she was sure that she was asleep, the slender figure leaning on the door slowly made a move. He went over to help her cover the quilt, and he turned and walked towards the door.

Until he closed the door and looked back at the closed door, his heart still could not calm down.

He almost kissed her just now. He forgot that she was the eldest woman!

His impulse to women can be said to be unique. He only grew up so big twice. Once, when he was in the imperial court, the boss said he would give this woman to him. When he was in bed, he really had an impulse to her.

The other time left is just now.

The object of two impulses is the same person!

Is it true that you have been single for too long, and you need a woman to solve your impulsive situation? Even the woman in front of the boss has a desire!

Distracted, he scraped the short bangs in front of his forehead. He turned to his room, closed the door and went to the desk to open the notebook.Looking at the pile of data inside, my heart is getting more and more agitated, and the data is gradually moving. When I look at the screen again, the data on the screen seems to be moving slowly. When I look closely again, a familiar face appears in the data.

There was also a blush on his cheek due to drunkenness, and his eyes were watery and watery, staring at him for a moment

So innocent, so pathetic, like a small animal without any sense of security, staring at its owner pitifully, waiting for the owner's pity.

Looking at her imaginary face, Beiming Liancheng once again lost her heart and soul. She poked out her big palm and pointed to her eyebrows. She just wanted to smooth her tangled eyebrows, but didn't want to touch her fingertips. What she met was a cold screen.

In an instant, the face is gone, everything in front of us is bright, and people are awake.

He took a cold breath and stood up in fright. He took a few steps back.

Staring at the laptop screen, there was nothing but a pile of data on the screen.

What was he thinking just now? Was it because he drank too much tonight? It's just a bottle of wine. How can he be so confused?

Knead a bit sour eyebrow, he decided not to work tonight, turn off the notebook, turned to the bedside, stepped on his shoes and fell down heavily.

I don't know what I've been obsessed with all night, but he knows that as long as I sleep and wake up, everything will be OK.

But he did not expect that such a night, a bottle of red wine, an impulse, let him toss and turn in bed, open his eyes all night until dawn.