
Ming Ke had yet to recover from Bei Mingye's handsome appearance with a hanging cigar. He raised that man. He hooked his long legs. He did not know where to hook the chair and lean there. Sit in front of the Frenchman's window, and he is placed directly on his lap.
Sitting on it with two legs spread out, this posture was unspeakable and awkward. He tried to let go, at least don't sit down like this, but obviously he didn't allow it, and one long arm went to his waist. After falling, this girl suddenly had nowhere to escape.
"I'm a little tired recently." He suddenly said, his voice low and deep, still so magnetic, but he seemed to be very tired: "Take off my shoulder."
Ming Ke only hesitated a little, then placed his hand on his shoulder and rubbed it lightly.
"More powerful." He leaned back on the chair, placed the cigar between his fingers and sipped: "Didn't you just have afternoon tea?"
Ming Ke pursed his lips, resisted the urge to roll his eyes, increased the strength of his ten fingers, and even deliberately used an extremely heavy force, wanting to smash them under his ten fingers.
However, he was leaning on the back of the chair now, and his hands were not long enough. To rub his shoulders, he had to lean forward. If he wanted to distance himself from her, he could only try to arch her body.But the consequence of doing so was that she immediately became tired from back pain and back pain.
“I've done it all, are you afraid to stay close?” Bei Mingye glanced at him, and a small smile appeared at the corner of her lips: “Why don't you take off your clothes and you will serve me? again?"
Ming Ke took a deep breath, finally listening to what he had to say, and released himself, leaning directly on him, and continued pinching his shoulders forcefully.
It's unfortunate that people don't seem to feel so sick to be pinched by him at all, and even think that he's not strong enough: "It looks like my company's afternoon tea is too bad, too bad, and I can't feed you enough."
Ming Ke really wanted to slap his smiling face away from him, grit his teeth and pinch him hard.
However, as a result of doing this, he himself frowned in pain.
This man's flesh is so hard!
In the end, he gave up on revenge, and just leaned against his arm, rubbing it not lightly or heavily: "Master also heard that night, Nangong Lie did not want to take this film, then we ..."
"Inviting Nangong Lie to be part of our signing agreement, right?" He inhaled smoke again, his voice still not salty or weak: "If he cannot be invited, the plan for this film must be put in. holding."
Ming Ke took a breath, and suddenly opened a pair of cloud eyes, staring at his stern face.
Since he wanted to let Nangong Lie come to perform, what did he say that day, so people directly rejected him on the spot?
If he doesn't talk, it's possible.
Why did he suddenly feel that this man was purposely humiliating him?
"Will I do such a boring thing?" Embarrassed her? Are you too fanatical? If he was really embarrassed, why would he promise to give him such a big project in the first place?
Although 300 million was only a small amount, his money was not wasted.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Boring, he thought, the thing he liked the most was doing those boring things.
“It looks like you have a serious opinion about me.” He inhaled the smoke again, but turned his head and spat it out again without letting the smoke choke him.
I must say that he is very handsome. He is very handsome no matter what he does. His name hated him, but he could not otherwise he was more handsome than anyone else. When he smokes, the whole person has a taste charm When people see him by accident, they can hardly turn away.
This man used a photo of Ming Shan to threaten him, deprive him of his innocence, and wanted him to leave it indefinitely. He could be considered as his enemy, and it was a shame for him to forget about it.
But despite the anger in his heart, his face still looked gentle and supple, at the very least, most people could not see the humiliation and cold light in his eyes.
However, it was clear that Bei Mingye was not an ordinary person, the hint of rebel light in his eyes was clearly captured by him with just a glance.
Knowing that she hated herself in her heart, she not only did not get angry, but she slightly smiled, rubbed the palms that slightly fell on her waist, and rubbed her delicate skin: "No matter what you think, as long as it's still so obedient, I won't treat you badly."
He rolled his eyes silently, but an indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he faintly replied, "I'll obey."
Bei Mingye laughed even happier, only obediently. After all, he did not care about his heart: "Nangong Lie was still in Dongling. This time I will stay in Dongling for a month and a half. If you like, I can invite him to the Imperial Garden for a drink."
Ming Ke's heart trembled slightly, and the ten fingers that pinched his shoulders relaxed involuntarily.
What does this mean? Destroying his hopes, and giving him hope?
“I said that I would not influence him as a friend.” Bei Mingye seems to be very patient today, and she is willing to say many things to him: “But my royal group wants to make a movie, so of course we need to use the best actors. If you can't invite him, I'll lose interest in this movie."
"What about the heroine, did you choose an actor?" Ming Ke did not respond to his words. Ever since he said that, he also understood what he meant. He tried asking, "Is that Yu Feifan?"
“I haven't thought about it.” Her requirements for the actress were really not high, and her vase was good. The important thing in this film is the number one man, and the number one woman is just foil.
The name knew that he didn't mean to say it just like that, he didn't think about it because he didn't think about it, probably because Nangong Lie didn't agree to act, and he didn't want to waste time. doing something without knowing the consequences.
"In case, he really doesn't want to ..."
"Not working together." He couldn't let the Empire make a bad film.
Ming Ke felt annoyed and annoyed in his heart, he might understand his thoughts, but Nangong Lie was colder and arrogant than the legend, and they had no chance to approach him, let alone persuade him.
“In my arms, shouldn't I think too much about other people's things?” During his meditation, he suddenly heard a magnetic but frightening sound above his head.
When Ming Ke regained his senses, he had already flicked a long finger, and accurately flicked the cigar into the table ashtray, with his long arm raised, the curtains on both sides of the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly fell. .
"Master .." said Ming Ke in a low whisper, he had already stood up and pushed him between himself and the floor-to-ceiling window.
Not here!” He understood and sensed the changes to his body, but his head was still unable to react. He spoke well now, why did it suddenly become like this.
"Don't ..." He placed his hand on his chest, trying to prevent him from approaching.
"Did you forget that by my side, you have no right to say 'no'?" His voice was a little hoarse, and when he raised his head to look into his eyes, he suddenly saw a point in his eyes that he was familiar with the Black Bromine.
He doesn't want to be here, he doesn't want to be seen, don't! "Don't touch me, don't..."
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