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Ming Ke stared into his bright eyes inexplicably, feeling happy at one moment and wanting to kill someone at another. What on earth was this man thinking?
Before she could think about it, Bei Mingye's voice sounded again: "Come on, stretch out your feet and I'll put them on for you."
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¡° She asked the CEO of Beiming to put on small underwear for her. The scene was so beautiful that she really didn¡¯t dare to look at it, so after knowing that she couldn¡¯t resist in any way, Mingke closed her eyes and let him go.
With great difficulty, Bei Mingye helped her put on all her clothes, including the fringed dress.
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She wanted to turn around to block her embarrassment, but the woman beside her curled her lips and said disapprovingly: "You damn pervert."
With her eyes glancing down to his lower abdomen, she walked past him with a blushing face and muttered, "I don't know how many women I've been seduced by before if I can't stand teasing."
Bei Mingye was unhappy now. This was the only woman who could seduce him from beginning to end.
In the past, he could count the number of women he wanted in one slap. He didn¡¯t even know what they looked like. Wasn¡¯t she the only one who could appear in his bed until dawn?
But Ming Ke was clearly a little unhappy. He walked to the desk and leaned against it, looking back at him with a bit of a pout.
"What's going on? You're so embarrassed so early in the morning. Do you think you can become the queen if you break the agreement?"
Ming Ke rolled his eyes at him and said nothing, but his face still didn't look very good.
"Can you be reasonable?" Bei Mingye walked over, stretched out his long fingers, raised her chin, and asked her to meet his eyes: "If you continue to be unreasonable, show your face to me. Then don¡¯t blame me for being unreasonable.¡±
He pressed his waist against her body, letting her clearly feel his impulse. Seeing the flash of panic in her eyes, he finally smiled with satisfaction: "What are you thinking about? Tell me honestly."
Mingke glared at him fiercely, thinking she would obey if he made an agreement in this way?
Although she knew that she would bow her head in the end, she still couldn't stand the way he acted like a villain.
"How many times have you been in love before? How many women have you served?" She finally couldn't help but asked the question in her heart. As long as he confessed honestly, she could forgive him.
Bei Mingye was stunned, but he didn't expect that this was what she cared about.
¡°I¡¯ve never been in love.¡± He also honestly confessed: ¡°But I have to live with a few women.¡±
"How many?" Is it a few, a dozen, or dozens?
She is angry! When I was with him, I was still clean and innocent, but what about him?
Glancing at the still-rising arrogance again, she wished she could slap it on the head.
She thinks about these things all day long, saying that he had less than ten or eight women before, but she doesn¡¯t believe it.
"What are you doing? It's not like you are jealous. I was almost twenty-eight years old when I met you." Bei Mingye was a little helpless. Men in their twenties have normal psychology and physiology and need one or two women. Isn¡¯t it normal to come and solve the problem?
"I haven't wanted another woman since I got together with you. Are you satisfied with this answer?" He snorted.
Ming Ke muttered, are you satisfied? Of course she was not satisfied. If it was his first time like her, then she would be satisfied.
¡°However, what they said is right, she was almost twenty-eight years old when I met her.
After thinking about it, she felt that she was a bit unreasonable, but she couldn't help but want to know: "How many are there?"
"I don't know." Bei Mingye plucked his bangs a little irritably and turned around to pack their things for going out later.
I don¡¯t know, is it because there are too many to count?
Mingke followed over, asking questions like a little housekeeper, but refused to let go: "Then tell me how long you have been with them, and how many of them have you brought home to meet their parents?"
"Aren't you the only one?" Do you think he can bring people here casually?
Not to mention Oriental International, even in Emperor Garden, this is a unique thing.
Are you still struggling with him, are all women the same? How can a man live if he is so stingy?
Mingke knew that he would be impatient if she asked these questions, she??She didn't want to ask, but since she was already asking this question, she wouldn't give up unless she asked clearly.
"Then you and them"
"I only spent an hour with each of them, maybe less than that." Bei Mingye put down the things in his hands and looked back at her, his eyes still so deep, but with a bit of sincerity: " It¡¯s just that I was ignorant when I was young. I found several women in nightclubs, and I can count the number of slaps in a cup. If you don¡¯t believe me, ask Yi Tang, he knows my whereabouts best.¡±
Mingke didn't say anything, and finally felt a little more comfortable.
Maybe every man will experience the problem of being young and old. If it never happens once, it would be a bit abnormal.
Finally realizing that something was wrong with her today, she looked at him and blinked her eyes, pursing her lips and said, "I didn't mean to do it on purpose. I just saw you helping me get dressed, and suddenly I remembered that you might have served other women."
"Shit." Bei Mingye picked up the bag and threw it on his shoulder. He walked to her and pulled her into his arms: "You are the only woman I have kissed, and you are the only woman who has spent the night in my bed. You Who do you think I am? Will I serve others casually?"
Although she doesn¡¯t speak much in her name, she feels a little sweet in her heart. If she doesn¡¯t just serve people casually, does that mean she is no longer a casual person?
She no longer dwells on these messy things, and Bei Mingye doesn¡¯t say any more.
¡°After all, he actually felt a little weak in his heart. When this girl was with him, she was clean from the inside out. Even her heart was very clean and pure.
¡°I don¡¯t understand anything, I am ignorant, and I don¡¯t know how to guard against others.
For such a fragile little thing, he knew that if he kept her by his side, he would encounter a lot of trouble in the future, but if it was a sweet burden, he would admit it.
"In the future, there won't be those messy women anymore, I promise." After kissing her on the top of her head, he opened the door to the hall and walked out with her in his arms.
Although Mingke didn¡¯t speak, his heart was really moved.
In fact, she would occasionally be arrogant for a while, wasn't that the right he gave herself?
"If a man doesn't love you, no one will care about your face. So, being arrogant or something like that only happens once or twice."
She will never ask about this kind of thing again in the future.
Outside the door, Beiming Liancheng happened to come back from outside. As soon as the two of them went out, they looked up and saw his bangs, which were blown a bit messy by the wind, cluttered in front of his forehead.
"Where did you go last night?" Bei Mingye asked, his long arms still on Mingke's waist and never let go for a moment.
"Stay in a hotel." Beiming Liancheng didn't hide anything.
We can¡¯t live in an apartment. If we don¡¯t stay in a hotel, do we still expect him to blow the cold wind outside all night?
Ming Ke¡¯s face suddenly turned red again.
Bei Mingye didn't take it seriously. This kid knew how to avoid and leave space for them. He was quite sensible.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Mingke, then looked at Beiming Liancheng. He said: "There is a cruise ship competition today, let's go together?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com