Ye Yinhuan was lying on the window and looking at the teddy bear inside. A voice sounded and she turned around:
A car stopped not far away, the door opened, and a pair of slender legs collapsed. Then a man walked out and slowly walked towards her.
In fifteen years, he has grown from a handsome boy to a tall, mature, calm and masculine man. He has a bit of Ming Baishang's original style, but he is more restrained and deeper than Ming Baishang. Some.
Although he is only twenty years old, he has obtained doctoral or master's degrees from several prestigious universities in Harvard University, MIT, Oxford University, and Cambridge University. In the shopping mall, he has established several international universities during his studies. The influence of the group companies, the industry has commented that Ming Che is quite like a father, and even, some people say that Ming Che will surpass Ming Baishang's achievements within five years. In politics, Ming Che's performance is When his uncle Quan Youchen visited the United States during his school days, he took him to meetings between various political leaders many times. There are rumors that Quan Youchen, who still has no children, is likely to train Ming Che into a lower class. One of the Lord.
However, although his grades are so dazzling, Ming Che is low-key by nature and rarely appears in public and never accepts interviews. However, because of his outstanding appearance and excellent conditions, the more he is low-key, the more people want to know him Everything.
At this time, he was wearing a white shirt and a black suit, and walked towards Ye Yinhuan step by step.
"You've grown up." He said, looking at her very focusedly, although for the past fifteen years, he has forced her to videotape him every day, and has to call her before going to bed, forcing her to report every day at school. What happened between her family, friends and classmates, she also sent trusted people to be her personal bodyguard, raising her like a princess, and did not miss every step of her growth.
However, this was the first time in so many years that he had talked to her so close, feeling the faint familiar and unfamiliar scent from her.
"Yeah." She was still cold to him, and even said a word.
If he hadn't brought her most cherished brother Zhehuan by his vicious and despicable way, she would have left long ago and wouldn't have listened to him so much.
"Why don't you come and pick me up?" He pulled her hand and counted it one by one.
Because she didn't want to, she thought so in her heart, but of course she wouldn't say that on her mouth. After fighting for fifteen years, she had known what to say before he would be happy.
"I want to come out and buy a gift for you." She pointed to the teddy bear in the window.
"Haha, thank you." He knew she was lying to him, but he didn't expose it, and only looked at her with a shallow smile on his face. She felt a little uncomfortable being seen.
"I think this is not suitable for you, so I'd better not buy it."
"Since I'm here, I'll buy it and give it to me, I like it." Ming Che took her hand without saying a word and forced her into the toy store.
"Ah, is it... Master Che?" Two young girls in the store who were lowering their heads and talking about something, were shocked when they looked up and saw a handsome prince walking in.
He was holding a girl in his hand. The girl looked a little cold and even... she didn't want to be held by Young Master Che, but Young Master Che's hand was tightly held, as if she was unwilling to let go.
"Two, we want to buy these two bears." Mingche nodded politely, pointing to a pair of teddy bears wearing princess and princess outfits, hugging and kissing each other.
Although he was domineering, he was very noble and well-educated. When the two little girls saw Ming Che like this, many pink stars appeared in their eyes.
Ye Yinhuan glared at him contemptuously. This hypocritical and despicable man, who is so good to others, has always been so bad to her. He is a heartthrob, a mysterious person, an amazing business elite and a political elite.
, why do you come to such a small, low-end place?
"Young Master Che, you have already booked it. Welcome next time."
"It's time to pay." Ming Che backed Ye Yinhuan to the cashier and said, the two girls were stunned for a moment. How could Young Master Che ask the girl to pay?
Ye Yinhuan took out her wallet, flipped through it several times, took out two hundred yuan, and placed it on the cashier.
Then, the two of them walked out of the toy store with envious eyes.
Ye Yinhuan got into the car first, and Mingche called out to his close butler An Can.
"Young Master Che..."
"Put a little more money into the lady's wallet, and say hello to all the shops that the lady may go to. I will pay whatever she wants." This stubborn girl didn't put a single card in the wallet.
inside.
"I understand, Master, do it right away."
On the car.
"Next time I don't obey, I may fold your hand, Xiao Yinhuan." He knew that he was back, she actually sneaked out and prevented him from seeing it. He was very angry, "Touch your hand over!"
Ye Yinhuan turned her head to the side, silently put her right hand in front of him, with a look of unwillingness on her face.
What does this mean? I really want him to break her hand? Mingche felt ridiculous.
He loved her, but she always thought about how to escape from him, but he didn't allow it, so he tried every means, including reaching an agreement with Ye Zhehuan, so that she could not leave Tai's sight.
Ming Che deliberately raised his face and pulled her hand over, and took it hard on his wrist, as if he was about to be this end as soon as he tried. Ye Yinhuan looked as if he could do it, and ignored him.
Mingche played with her hands carefully. There were five small nests on the back of her hand, with slender fingers as thin as green onion, white and tender, soft as boneless, and her skin was filled with the elegant fragrance of jasmine soap.
After seeing Ye Yinhuan's tender whiteness, I realized what it means to blow the balls. I just made a gesture to tighten her wrists and immediately became red.
Mingche couldn't help but lick the silver that was pinched by him on his wrist, sucked her palm, then took her thumb, sucked it, and then kissed and bited it repeatedly between each finger.
"What do you want to do? Let me go..." Ye Yinhuan, who had been pretending to be calm, finally couldn't hold back her breath. She tried hard to retract her hand.
He followed him so closely that he had never been a little closer to the boy in the past fifteen years, let alone teaching his boyfriend, and he had never had a relationship with the boy. Now his provocative action makes her not know what to do.
"Didn't you want your hand and send it to me? Then it's mine." He continued to pinch it lazily, preventing her from pulling it back.
"I'll give it to you, anyway, you're a bully! You're just an unreasonable, despicable, and hypocritical guy!" She said her impression of him all the time.
Ming Che's face sank: "That's how do you think of me?"
"Yes, I have always hated you, I hate you very much!" Seeing his expression, Ye Yinhuan paused for a moment, but still shouted loudly.