100 ways to be a scumbag boss

The dark green starlight exploded.

Playing around the car playfully.

A few rays rushed into the air, turned around and came back, and rushed into the little girl's body!

It's a pity that only she can see such gorgeous beauty.

Overflowing love roamed in her blood and bones.

Her body unconsciously became permed and soft, and she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Ming Jia Ye's neck, her posture was weak and easy to break. At this moment, it seemed that she would not resist whatever he did.

With a slight pressure on her fingertips, the burning sensation became more obvious, and her chin was lifted a little more.

Her fingers clenched his clothes tightly, and the neatly ironed skirt was immediately wrinkled.

He finally put his lips on hers, their foreheads and hearts touching, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Has he ever kissed you like this?"

Mingjia Yeyi is a person who is very good at hiding his emotions. He has been in the officialdom for many years, and the means of manipulating people's hearts have become as common a habit as eating and drinking and have been integrated into his life, so most of the time, even if he discovers her It's different, he just observes calmly, without taking the initiative, without revealing, with a trace of insouciant laziness.

But tonight, several of his actions in succession were unusual.

First came over suddenly and impulsively.

When faced with Song Guizhou's provocation, he responded in a rare first.

Finally, there is the question just now.

Ming Jiaye always felt that it was stupid to ask questions knowingly, but what he was doing now was a very stupid thing.

She woke up slightly from her dazed state. Facing his serious eyes, she quietly curled her fingers, turned her face slightly, and responded in a low voice.

Ming Gaye stared at her for a moment.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the emotions in his eyes were too obscure and complicated. He actually wanted to ask why she wanted to be with him, whether the encounter between the two was meaningful, or whether every chance encounter afterward was true or false. .

But he didn't ask in the end.

Once the question is asked, whether it is true or false, it will hurt her feelings. There is no need, as long as she really loves him now.

Using some strength in his arms, he pulled the person into his arms.

"The day after tomorrow, after the awards are given, we will leave."

"Going to the Imperial Capital?"

"Yeah." He closed his eyes, hugged her tightly, and sniffed her neck gently with the tip of his nose.

"Uncle Ming, will you give me the award in person?"

"meeting."

He will personally award the top pick.

"Then will we take a group photo?"

"meeting."

"Uncle Ming, am I your type?"

"No."

"Then what type of girl do you like?"

"I don't have a favorite type." Before he met Shen Jinhuan, he had never even thought about getting married in his life. There was no big reason. He just felt that love and marriage were meaningless.

He didn't want to be arrogant and conciliatory to outsiders when he was working, and he didn't want to pretend to be gentle and respectful to others when he went home.

Ming Jiaye rarely smiled when he was alone, but when he was outside, he rarely didn't smile.

He used to enjoy the time alone, but after meeting her, he suddenly felt a little deserted at home, and he also looked forward to someone chatting with him by his side.

He could try to do things he didn't like to do if she wished.

He could try to eat the food he didn't like if she wished.

Even many things that he thought were meaningless before seemed not unacceptable now.

"Then why do you want to be with me?"

Her big eyes were sparkling and she looked a little cute.

Ming Jiaye suddenly didn't want to tell the truth. He bent the corner of his mouth and flicked her forehead with his finger: "Because our family Shen Jinhuan is stupid, easy to lie and loves to cry. She is afraid that others will deceive you, so she just I can do it myself."