I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

Shen Keke was very abnormal that day.

She doesn't look like such a tall person.

But the blood flowed all night.

Shen Keke's originally calm face was full of embarrassment.

Why are you still asking about that day?

"Then, that day!" Shen Keke felt like he was losing, but he couldn't lose because of his momentum. "You took advantage of me that day. I was generous enough not to hold you accountable, but you still ask?"

He had watched her all that day, and she didn't say anything, but he asked more questions.

"Why couldn't you wake me up that day? It must have been three or four years since you came there. How could you be so careless?"

Bei Minglie answered the question incorrectly, his tone was very serious and serious.

Even, even on official business, just like the questions he would ask those city officials during his normal work.

Shen Keke's head, which had been lowered, was raised quickly, but then lowered again.

Still overestimated myself.

A king-like man, his eyes are always one of a kind.

"This is my private matter." Shen Keke protested quietly.

"Do you think I have time to mind your personal affairs?" Bei Minglie's eyes were heavy and cold.

Shen Keke was a little annoyed, "I'm menstruating. Is it possible that it's official business for the company?"

It's abominable.

"Yes!" Bei Minglie still had a businesslike tone.

"Ha!" Shen Ke laughed.

What kind of official business is this? Bei Minglie is going to heaven?

"Funny?" Bei Minglie's tone was compelling.

"Isn't it good..." Shen Keke's smile did not come out.

Because Bei Minglie's appearance and expression were really too serious, too serious.

Is it really official business?

"What kind of official business is this?" Shen Keke changed his words and asked in a low voice.

Bei Minglie looked at Shen Keke for a while before speaking, but this time his tone was a little softer, "This is about the descendants of our Beiming family."

Bei Minglie's move is not a fuss.

After all, the people of the Beiming family have special physiques. If they are weak, they may not be able to have children.

Bei Minglie didn't mind if there were children or not, but the old guy at home was not happy about it.

"..." Sure enough, it is not easy to be the daughter-in-law of a super wealthy family like the Beiming family.

"Report it to me. If you don't want to, you can also tell Manager Su..."

"Here you go!" Shen Keke said anxiously, "I'll report it to you."

No matter what he does, Bei Minglie is still her ‘husband’

"Drowsiness!"

"..."

"When I came there, I was sleeping very deeply, and ordinary alarm clocks couldn't wake me up."

Discussing my menstruation with a man like this.

That feeling... Shen Keke's face was red again.

"It's quite strange." Bei Minglie said, stood up, and planned to go back to his room.

"I'm going back to rest!" Shen Keke also stood up.

It's really too much. Now that the report is over, please withdraw quickly.

However, Shen Keke, who had always lowered his head to answer Bei Minglie, didn't know that Bei Minglie had already stood up one step ahead of her and stood up right in front of her.

"Ugh!" He hit a wall.

That was a human wall, because Bei Minglie was strong and strong. To Shen Keke, he was just a wall.

Shen Keke's body was bounced back by Bei Minglie's body.

As soon as his hands tightened, Shen Keke's body, which was about to fall, returned to its original position.

Bei Minglie grabbed Shen Keke.

There was something strange in the air.

Her little hands were soft.

His big hands were warm.

Bei Minglie's hand that has been holding the gun for many years has a thick layer of calluses.

A man's unique masculine energy flowed from the thick calluses on Bei Minglie's palm into Shen Keke's palm.

Then it spread from the palm of her hand to her heart.

Shen Keke's heart beat a little chaotically.

Shen Keke has held hands with men, such as Xia An.

Xia An doesn't look like a girl. Apart from not liking women, she is basically the same as a normal man.

But Shen Keke now knows what kind of hands are a man's hands.

Tenacity, strength, and unique male strength.

Shen Keke couldn't help but sink into it.

The hand holding her own was very big, completely covering her hand, and a feeling of protection spread in Shen Keke's heart.

Bei Minglie's breath hit Shen Keke's hair and cheeks from high to low.

With a faint nameless aroma.

Well! Shen Keke's body leaned forward slightly, her face pressed against Bei Minglie's chest.

It has nothing to do with love, just a simple infatuation with that special strong aura.

"What are you doing?" Bei Minglie's voice was like the northwest wind that refused to recede in spring, heading directly towards Shen Keke.

Shen Keke woke up suddenly, "...No, nothing?"

He quickly pulled his hands away, trying to escape.

However, her hand did not move at all, because Bei Minglie did not let go. His deep eyes looked directly at Shen Keke coldly.

"Really, it's nothing?" Shen Keke's body trembled slightly, and his words were trembling.

Shen Keke was also very upset. This was really a knife in the head of sex.

Just because of that little bit of masculinity, why did you sink? Now it’s hell.

Shen Keke was caught red-handed because of his occasional infatuation.

Both embarrassed and annoyed.

Her face was as red as a flower blooming in the morning.

Bei Minglie's deep, dark eyes were fixed on Shen Keke's face.

He held Shen Keke's hand and got excited.

Shen Keke's bright red face was a little tense.

Presumably, Bei Minglie's strong hand hurt her.

"My hand hurts!" She struggled again.

However, her struggle only accelerated the strength in Bei Minglie's hand.

Why was this man's hand so strong? Shen Keke felt that his hand bones were going to be crushed by him.

Bei Minglie lowered his head, "Does it hurt?"

Shen Keke glared at Bei Minglie. Originally, she wanted to ask Bei Minglie whether it would hurt him if someone pinched him like this.

But before she could speak, Bei Minglie spoke first.

"You'd better not do something stupid like falling in love with me!"

This voice and these words were like a sharp sword, piercing into Shen Keke's heart.

Shen Keke's face changed from red to white, and then from white to red.

"Who wants to..."

Before Shen Keke could finish her words, Bei Minglie had already let go of her hand, leaving her with only an indifferent silhouette.

"Pa!" A tear fell from Shen Keke's eyes in disappointment.

The tears were caused by the pain in her hands, and more by the inexplicable grievance in her heart.

Shen Keke stopped, grinned and waved his hands.

It really hurt her to death. Are Bei Minglie's hands made of iron?

Shen Keke glared at the closed door of Bei Minglie's room.

What? love him?

Cold and hard, like an iron man, still old, just like an old machine with rust, who wants to fall in love with him.

How did she think Bei Minglie smelled like a man just now?

Must have been out of my mind.

"Bang!" When Shen Keke closed the door, he deliberately closed it hard.

This was her reply.