Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 26
"I didn't expect it to suddenly pounce on you." Bei Minggu apologized.

The little leopard was still screaming "喵~唱喵~咔", seemed to be particularly interested in Ning Luo's stomach, ready to go and ready to pounce on it again, Bei Minggu turned around and glared at it, "Stay well for me!" In the back seat, if you touch it again, I will throw you out!"

Little Huabao was overwhelmed by Bei Minggu's lust, her small eyes were about to cry, and she curled up into a ball on the back seat, feeling aggrieved.

"It's a ghost too? What did you bring it for?"

"It's a ghost corpse. It eats corpses. Take it to clean up the scene."

Clean up the scene?gross!

Ning Luo remained silent. He could only think that the scare was an episode-like accident. The car drove forward quickly. The BM chaebol building was magnificent. The shape of the building was the shape of an eagle spreading its wings. It has already become a symbol of the power and wealth of the Beiming family, and it has become a famous landmark building in this city.

At this time, the lobby on the first floor was dimly lit.

The security guard in uniform saw the boss, who hadn't shown up for a long time, suddenly bringing a girl, so he hurriedly pulled the door to say hello respectfully. Bei Minggu brought a gust of cold wind and passed behind the security guard, and said in a resolute manner, "I'm Here tonight, you close the door now, get off work and go to bed."

Ning Luo followed behind him, raised the corner of his mouth and sneered coldly: Sure enough, the commander is used to getting off work after get off work, and even telling people to go to bed.
The two entered the exclusive elevator, and when the elevator was slowly ascending, some vague images suddenly appeared in Ning Luo's mind... Why did this scene seem familiar? She and this ghost once took the elevator together?

Just as I was about to ask, the elevator arrived with a "ding".

Beiming Gu got out of the elevator with one stride of his long legs, and didn't give Ning Luo a chance to ask questions at all.

After getting out of the elevator, there is the secretary's room. After passing through the secretary's room and opening a thick white door, the boss's room is opened. Ning Luo can't help but marvel at the avant-garde design and Bei Minggu's generosity. She won't talk about luxury.

Just the fact that the curtains were automatically pulled to the two sides, overlooking the feasting and feasting of the entire city through a whole floor-to-ceiling glass, was enough for her to be amazed!
Standing in this kind of place, even she has the feeling of stepping on the whole city under her feet.

What's more, it is Bei Minggu, his high-ranking and superior aura is not pretended, but tempered by living in this position for a long time.

Ning Luo suddenly admired him from the bottom of his heart, but he felt very sorry when he thought that such a person was already a ghost, not a human being.

"What do you want to drink?" Bei Minggu's mellow voice suddenly came from behind.

"Beer, do you have any?" Ning Luo ran to his desk, put his hands on the table, and visited him across the desk, "Bei Minggu, you have so much, you must not be willing to die like this, right? "

"No beer." Bei Minggu avoided her gaze and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of milk for her.

Ning Luo didn't answer, "Bei Minggu, why didn't you go to the underworld after you died? What do you want to do in Yangjian?"

"Why did you ask this question suddenly?" Bei Minggu leaned over and forced her back to the refrigerator, with an ambiguous smile blooming from the corner of his mouth, "Stay here and have a baby with you, have a baby, what I have is all that I have A successor? Then I will take you to the underworld together, where we will sleep and fly together in the underworld."

Ning Luo was terrified when he heard that, and pushed him away, "I won't go with you, I'm alive and well!"

Beiming Gu smiled, "Then don't ask too many questions." The dead girl wanted to find out his purpose, but he was really a cunt, but he didn't tell her, it would not be fun to tell her, because she was curious, She would not resist his approach.

Unable to detect his purpose and being teased, Ning Luo ran to sit on the sofa sullenly.

Bei Minggu stood in front of the french window, raised his wrist to look at his watch, then turned around and came to the sofa and sat down, his slender legs crossed, and he looked like a big boss who controlled the overall situation, "It's not so early, if you're sleepy, Go to the bed inside and lie down for a while, there will be a good show in the second half of the night."

"not sleepy."

Ning Luo snorted, staying with a ghost, probably only ghosts can sleep.

Bei Minggu didn't force it, he put his big palm on his lap, tapped his index finger one after another, closed his eyes slightly, and waited patiently.

The surrounding area was so quiet that one could hear the beating sound of the hands of his famous watch, and the time passed by like this...

"When will you come? Why don't you come!" Ning Luo asked a little annoyed after an unknown amount of time.

Bei Minggu looked at his watch again, "It's not that fast, it will be midnight soon."

"Midnight?" Ning Luo whispered, "It's not ten o'clock yet, why did you bring me here so early? Also, are you sure that thing will come tonight?"

"Not sure." Bei Minggu's face turned cold, "How many women just want to say a word to me, let alone have the honor of being alone with me, you should be grateful, and don't be impatient, ok? "

Ning Luo snorted coldly, "I understand that you are a ghost now, you have no body temperature or heartbeat, if the girl knows that you are a ghost and is not scared to death by you, you should be grateful to Dade."

Then he muttered to himself, "I really thought that all the women in the world were as brave as my sister, and I was the only one who was unlucky to be with you."

Unlucky to be with him?
These words made Bei Minggu narrow his eyes dangerously, and said every word: "Kang! Ning! Luo!"

Ning Luo cocked her mouth, pretending that she didn't hear the male ghost calling her name through gritted teeth. Since the kid didn't come so early, there was no need for her to get nervous so quickly.

Thinking about it this way, the body that was sitting upright then nestled into a corner of the sofa like a mollusk, stretched her legs on the coffee table, took out her phone to dim the light, and turned on her latest downloaded one, which she had no time to play with. Put this game on your lap and start fighting like a thunderbolt.

She wore a thin wool sweater today and a pair of suspender jeans. The trousers of the jeans were rolled up, two holes were dug at the knees, and several parts of the thighs were cut into mesh.

Her legs crossed in this way, and the two white knees were so round and round.

Bei Minggu leaned back against the sofa, resting one hand on the armrest, and looked at her lazily. When his eyes passed over her ripped jeans, he frowned, looking very disgusted.

What kind of taste is this?Dress like a slob.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Which brand do you like?"

Ning Luo didn't raise his head: "Huh?"

"I'll take you to buy some clothes before tomorrow night." He said casually.

"I have clothes." She answered simply.

"Your clothes don't look good." He was slightly angry.

"My clothes are all 'trendy brands'!" She was impatient.

(End of this chapter)