Chapter 36

And then, bang.

The door closed.

The quiet of the room.

Beiming ink skate like voice immediately came coolly, "how do you explain the pinhole on the safety cover?"

Gu Huan's heart trembled.

I just realized my gaffe.

She struggled to get up from him in a hurry, wiped her disheartened tears in a hurry, covered up her confusion, pursed her lips, "there's nothing to explain."

With that, she turned around and wanted to go away, but she was yanked by his powerful hand, even though it was covered with gauze --

"ah..."

She fell into his arms.

Even before he had time to react, he was firmly encircled by his iron arm.

"Beiming Well... "

As soon as she looked up, she was attacked by his lips!

Such as the tempestuous waves of emotion suddenly attacked her whole body, all the reason seemed to be easily repelled by this lip sealing action!

We are in a rout.

This time, he cut his throat more urgently and thoroughly than any other time.

The rough finger still rubbed the softness of her lips, and her hoarse voice sighed. She hugged her tenderly, "huan'er, what should I do with you?"

Huan'er

There was a sudden shock in her heart.

This soft sound of huan'er, like the roar of the sea, broke the last layer of defense in her heart!

He dropped his eyes, bowed his lower lip and gently cut away her tears one by one.

Then, he held her cheek, his eyes crossed a trace of strong sadness, low vomit way, "tonight, sleep with me, OK?"

She was too dumb to say a word.

But the tears are more turbulent.

Why Why is my heart tingling

*

late at night.

It's dark in the room. There's no light on.

Gu Huan lay quietly on the bed, with clear eyes.

Next to him is the steady breath of Beiming ink.

He held her in his arms. He did nothing but hold her tightly.

Tonight, he is very quiet.

No, it should be said that he has always been so quiet.

Even the heart beat very quietly.

I don't know how long later, in the dark room, there was a trace of his sigh -

"sorry, huan'er. I know I scared you tonight. But I just want to find someone to sleep with

Her fingertips quivered.

My heart is blocked.

Silence.

He buried his face in her neck, and after a long time, his hoarse voice came out stiffly, "today is my mother's death."

She seemed to feel the tremor of his body.

A strong sadness swept across the world in an instant.

This tough man, who used to be extremely cold and proud, as if no one could destroy him, is now like a fragile child nestling on her shoulder, shivering.

At this moment, she suddenly understood what he meant by finding someone to sleep with him.

No wonder he called Beiming's wife as his aunt in the hospital that day.

It turns out that

She didn't know what words to use to comfort him. She just stretched out her delicate arm and gently stroked his stiff back

*

until, very deep into the night.

He thought she was asleep and spat a word in her ear.

Then he finally fell asleep

Her fingertips were suddenly bleak.

Open your eyes until dawn.

Because, he said -

"huan'er, don't fall in love with me."

In the morning, the light penetrated the mist.

A burst of mobile phone ringing, cut the silence of the room.

Gu Huan closed his eyes and stayed up all night.

Feeling the cool body beside her, I hugged her and suddenly pulled her arm away.

In a short time, I heard Beiming ink's low voice -

" Well, I see, aunt Xin. I'll be back in a minute. "

She sensed the voice of his hanging up, but she didn't dare to open her eyes and still fell asleep.

Then there was a rustle of clothes.

Then, it was his slightly faltering step.

Then, click.

The door closed.

Leaving a lonely room.

Gu Huan didn't open his eyes until he couldn't hear his voice for a long time.

In the empty bedroom, in addition to the luxurious decoration, it is the desolation.

He still walked so cleanly.

As if last night, those gentle whispers in my ears, after all, just like a dream.

Her heart is sad

*

Beiming family mansion."Mo, just come back." As soon as Jiang Huixin saw Beiming Mo coming in in a wheelchair, she quickly walked over and pushed the wheelchair and said, "why did you leave the hospital suddenly yesterday and didn't go home first? You child, let me and your father strange worry

Beiming Mo slightly pursed his lips, "I'm ok. What about him? "

"He's much better now. His blood pressure is under control. I'll go in a moment, but don't stimulate him again, eh? " Jiang Huixin tightened her eyebrows, and a trace of worry flashed through her eyes.

Beiming Mo nodded and entered the study. The smell of ink fragrance is floating in the

antique study.

Beiming Zhengtian is holding a brush, lying on the shore table, writing down the vigorous and powerful brush font, flowing freely.

The gloomy old eyes didn't even lift their eyelids, but they hummed from their mouths -

"are you willing to come back? Didn't die in gentle country? "

Beiming ink pursed lips, eyebrows slightly pick, "also reluctant to die, afraid no one to send you to the end."

As soon as they met, the two of them were in different situations.

There was a flash of light in the pupil of the northern Ming Zhengtian. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the son who was cast in the wheelchair. He shriveled his mouth and said, "don't worry, there are many grandchildren in my son. You are a lot less."

The cold lips of Beiming ink thin Cen slightly hook, "since so, don't have to spend so much thought on me."

He alluded to pedlar.

The North Ming government day frowns at him, the mouth again how dissatisfied with this son, in the heart is to love him after all.

Blowing a beard, the old man put down his brush, a pair of Eagle like eyes, staring at Beiming Mo tightly, "second, gentle township has always been a hero grave, I hope this accident, you can learn a lesson."

Beiming Mo didn't think so. His dark eyes brushed a cold light. "The lesson is that I shouldn't have promised you five years ago, so that you can make progress again and again!"

He referred to the birth of a child five years ago.

He snorted coldly, "is that right, but if you want the group of Beiming, you must have a son under your knees! This is the rule made by the ancestors of the northern Ming family. "

"Shouldn't I?" Beiming Mo cold eyes a Lin, "this Beiming Shi originally is what I deserve! If I insist, even if I don't have a child, there must be a way to get it. "

"But you don't want to break the rules of your ancestors." Beiming Zhengtian's eyes were tight. "I know what happened to your mother in those years. You still blame me. But after so many years, I've given it to you. Now it's just to get you married. Is that so hard? "

Beiming ink knife chisel like angular jaw, vaguely tight.

He did not answer his father directly.

Just a little silence, Falcon's eyes glanced at his white haired father, "do you remember our previous agreement?"

"About Gu Huan?" The North Ming government day twisted to wring eyebrow, "certainly remember."

Beiming Zhengtian remembers that on that day, the reason why the second child would agree with him to force Gu Huan'an around him was because they had this agreement.

"That father once said that once Gu Huan got into my bed and fell in love with me, you would immediately withdraw her, and then transfer 20% of the shares of the eldest brother to my name. Is that still valid?" In the cold eyes of Beiming ink, there is a trace of essence.

After thinking about it, he took a serious look at his son and found that his calm face had already been cultivated to the point where his happiness and anger were not in the form of color.

"Second, I know you and the boss always have a problem. But the eldest brother doesn't care much about Beiming's affairs now. Why do you kill them all? " The northern underworld government day sinks to coagulate a way, nothing compares brother water fire not to allow to make him headache more.

"Since my father didn't have the heart, he shouldn't have tried every means to get Gu Huan'an in."

"What can I do?" Beiming Zhengtian's brow was tight, and his beard was blowing and his eyes were staring. "Since you were the chief of Beiming's group, all those old generals have been cut off by you. So that no one can send me a report on the operation of Beiming clan. I'm old and useless... "

Beiming Mo coldly interrupted the old man's words, "right? Over the years, you have made a lot of small moves. Do you want me to list them for you one by one? "

“……” North Ming Zheng Tian stares at his son, and finally sighs, "I'm just arranging a secretary to help you..."

"Help me?" Beiming Mo sneered, "it's monitoring me."

"No matter what you say, since I promised you, it must be effective. I don't care whether Gu Huan will go to your bed or fall in love with you. I only think that you are so picky about women and have a serious habit of cleanliness. The woman who can make you willing to go to bed must not be Gu Huan. Otherwise, how could you kick someone out of bed that time? "

"Oh?" Beiming ink cold lips slightly a pick, deep eyes can't see through any emotion, "when did my father know me so much?"

"I don't understand." But he shook his head in denial, "I'm just gambling. Second, even if you are willing to let Gu Huan climb into your bed, the boss will only lose 20% of Beiming's shares, and I will compensate him in addition. But you should know that once you do this, what you will lose will be the woman outside you. Will you? Are you willing? "The northern underworld government day a words, ask the northern underworld Mo silent.

The old man sighed. After all, Jiang is still hot. No matter whether they win or lose, the old man's goal is to pull out the woman thorn in the bottom of Beiming Mo's heart.

Looking at his son's cold expression, he could not help sighing, "do you really have to take the 20% share of the boss?"

"Yes."

In the cold voice of Beiming Mo, there was no affirmative sentence of hesitation.

Beiming Zhengtian couldn't bear to sigh. He looked at his son's firm eyes and nodded a few seconds later, "OK. Then walk and see. "

Father and son, their respective goals are very obvious, but in this game of chess, who can win the final victory, all depends on how they operate the pieces in their hands

In the morning, after receiving a phone call from her mother Yu Fen, Gu Huan rushed home nonstop.

Just walked to the door of the building, there was a black Audi.

The car stands out in this old neighborhood.

Gu Huan glanced at the license plate and his heart sank.

Go upstairs.