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"stand up."

The voice was as cool as the smoke in the evening, Cheng Jialan stared at the wrinkled bed quilt that had been tortured by the man, her eyes were slightly cold.

Yes, after resigning, he finally opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and he was a hundred times more presumptuous than before.

Hearing the sound, Bei Mingluo turned his body sideways and looked at Cheng Jialan who had obviously rushed over.

Satisfaction flashed across her sharp eyes, which were never stained with strange colors, and she put her arms behind her head, her vigorous figure looked like a giant cheetah, and the perfect inverted triangle glowed seductively.

Slowly straightening up his body, Bei Minghao put his arms behind his back and slightly raised his jaw towards Cheng Jialan.

The meaning is obvious: present it.

Cheng Jialan's arrogant face almost made Cheng Jialan crush the lunch box, great, Qin Zeli, she slowly took off the high heels on her feet, and threw them on the ground with inexplicable vigor.

There was a snap, but the sound was not small, and it was quite imposing.

Can't stand it?

Bei Mingyan raised his eyes slightly, waiting for the other party's next move. Unexpectedly, he was soon taught to be a human being.

As soon as the long legs stepped forward, they immediately hooked the bed sheet under the man's body, and then dragged it fiercely. The weak bed sheet, which was already overwhelmed by the weight, was pulled like this, good guy, it's so good that it didn't tear.

At the moment of the movement, Bei Mingluo was instantly alert, but Cheng Jialan was too fast, and he didn't notice that his body and the bed sheet were wrapped together and was quickly dragged in front of Cheng Jialan.

have to say......

This scene still has the charm of a female boss and a male canary.

"How dare you be arrogant when you ask for food? Is this how the General Administration teaches you to do things?" Smiles filled every part of the words, and the meaning of the woman's pretentious teasing was deeply embedded in Bei Mingbei's heart.

Chasing after his soul and taking his soul.

Moving his eyes down, he glanced at Lingbo's jade feet, which were slightly covered by the sheet. They were small and slender. He held them firmly through the sheet, and Bei Mingfei increased his strength.

"It's time to eat, do you still need to care about these?"

After finishing speaking, Bei Minghao sneered softly, moved his palm up to hold Cheng Jialan's ankle and was about to move it into his arms. Cheng Jialan was still holding a lunch box in his hand, so naturally he was a bit out of control.

"Be honest." She frowned warningly.

"Get up and eat."

Staring at Cheng Jialan's face for a long time, finally angered her, and Bei Minglu was willing to look away leisurely.

Seeing this, Cheng Jialan forcibly pulled out her ankle, and then stepped heavily on his chest.

"Bang!" He collapsed on the bed suddenly, Bei Minglu frowned indifferently, he was really a little leopard, he couldn't tell, he couldn't make a joke.

Five minutes later, the two of them sat at the dining table and stared at each other. Cheng Jialan really felt that he had become too kind, and that he could indulge him in front of her for infinite times!

"If you don't want to eat, just pour it out, and wait for me to do it myself?" Cheng Jialan knew too well that the man next to him had a twist in his heart. Before, he was eating people by himself, and serving him with his hands was a courtesy.

Now, don't even think about it!

Eating her food, sleeping in her bed, blatantly threatening her, any of these things have stepped on her bottom line, so you still want to serve her yourself?

"Close your eyes." As he said, Bei Minghao admired her angry face with great interest, just looking at her face...

Yan skin does not cover the bones of foolishness, happiness and displeasure do not show in color.

It was as if getting angry would never happen to her.

Legs wrapped in strong explosive power are stepping on both sides of the dining chair, Bei Mingyu's arms are wrapped around his chest, and Cheng Jialan can see clearly in his eyes.

Gently closing her eyes, Cheng Jialan suddenly caught a tiny sound.

Similar to the sound of...mechanical parts.

A few seconds later, Cheng Jialan's beautiful eyes opened slightly, the silver ring of the gun had a top-quality brilliance, and a red glow leaped into the eyes, making Cheng Jialan's pupils particularly dazzling.

This is a special pistol for women. The handle of the gun has been made with a lot of effort, and the lines are sharp and hard, which is very beautiful.

"Like it?"

The male voice next to her ear gradually brought her back to her thoughts, Cheng Jialan came back to her senses, she was about to blurt out the words of rejection, but Bei Minghao directly blocked all her decisions.

"From now on, this is yours."

"Miss Jiao, what occasion do you think a gun would be used in?" Cheng Jialan raised her eyes and asked back, with the same strong attitude.

Miss Jiao?

Just her?

Slowly moving towards Cheng Jialan's eyes, the distance between the two of them is only a fist, and the wet and warm breath is slanting in the middle, as if the silk of the lotus root can't be cut off, and the more they struggle, the tighter the entanglement.

"This is not a negotiation, but a notice."

"I ask you to accept it." Beiming's voice was calm, as usual, locking Cheng Jialan's beautiful eyes, and a sense of oppression swept the entire room.

Confronting each other across the air, the scorching hot sparks that can burn people burst open immediately, as if they were going to burn people.

"So, feed me..."

"It's the reward." Bei Mingyu replied very naturally after taking the words.

Cheng Jialan: "...."

"Crack." The revolver came from Bei Minghao's hand, and he was naturally familiar with all its structures. Cheng Jialan held the handle of the gun, and the black hole pointed directly at his heart.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you with one shot?" Cheng Jialan raised his tone slightly.

"I'm hungry." Bei Mingluo said without emotion, his eyes were deep, and Cheng Jialan didn't understand the emotion.

The scar on the man's chest could no longer be removed, and the uneven skin made the muzzle move slightly.

In the next second, the nimble long finger penetrated into the inside of the trigger and rubbed against Cheng Jialan's fingertips, but at this moment, the ambiguous atmosphere did not completely suppress the tense atmosphere.

That's the trigger!Not buttons!

This lunatic!

"Crack." Forcefully snatching the pistol back into her hand, Cheng Jialan looked coldly at Bei Minghao, who was acting indulgently, and was speechless for a while.

"Crazy?" She sneered.

Hearing the sound, Bei Minglu didn't have the heart to answer, the fresh fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose was too familiar, this was her handicraft, she couldn't smell it wrong.

And...there's no bullets in that gun.

He didn't believe that Cheng Jialan didn't realize that there were too many mysteries about this woman, he had already known it in his previous life, and in this life, he would not make the same mistake again.

Pushing the lunch box with side dishes to Cheng Jialan's hand, he glanced around and finally fixed on the pair of chopsticks.

Someone was serving him, so the taste was delicious. Bei Minglu didn't eat much, but he ate a lot today.

The specially processed spring rolls are fragrant and crispy in the mouth, and the inside is wrapped with pre-marinated meat cubes. This is Cheng Jia's private chef's specialty.

Cheng Jialan also got some fur at the beginning, when frying this thing, the heat is very critical.

The time was too short and the oil temperature was quite high, a lot of it splashed onto Cheng Jialan's arm, and the wound was caused when he held the gun just now, and now it hurts a bit.

"Have you finished eating?" Cheng Jialan snorted coldly, her pride meant that anyone would be angry when they heard it, after all, she was a veteran at making people angry.

It's a pity, who is that Beiming?

A character who would get angry just because of a sarcasm, after feasting his mouth, his sharp eyes are full of satisfaction.

Seeing that Cheng Jialan almost had a heart attack.

"Be prepared, recently... you will cook a lot." Bei Mingluo said it softly, without the slightest hint of guilt.

"Do you want me to call your director and explain your current situation, beg for more food, and tell the director to be proud."

As the words fell, the blue veins on both sides of Beiming Hao's forehead twitched, his handsome appearance was as gloomy as the deep sea in a rainy night.