CEO, Let's Get Married

An Rong glanced at her, didn't say anything, turned back and pushed the door in.

Yu Yi came forward worried, "sister Sha, are you okay?"

Misha took a deep breath and stood up. "It's okay. What can I do?"

"Well... Do you still go in with us?" Yu Yi didn't quite understand what just happened. The people of the hunter alliance still seemed to care about her, but I didn't know why she didn't follow them back, or whether she would stay here

"Of course!" Misha raised her head and walked in briskly with gorgeous steps. "I'm in a good mood tonight. I'll cook you a snack."

When Yu 11 heard the food, his eyes immediately brightened, "sister Sha, let me help you!"

When mien and ITO got on the bus, ITO turned puzzled and asked, "mien, what are you thinking? How can you leave Misha here? Don't you know she will be in danger?"

Mien's head was slightly sideways and his eyes glanced out of the window. "Don't you know her temper? If you take her back forcibly this time, her resistance will be more intense. Here, at least, we can monitor it. Anrong is a smart man and won't ignite the war at this time because of her."

After listening to his words, knowing that he had planned for a long time, ITO turned around and stopped talking, but he was still worried about the girl. Who knows if an Rong will see the color? Misha usually looks smart and sharp, but she has always been well protected by mien and them, with little social experience.

The car started slowly. Mien's eyes looked a little erratic with a bump. From time to time, he looked at the two-story foreign house opposite.

Misha was protesting to him and forcing him to submit.

Even if he knows, he can't compromise

Misha worked in the kitchen for a long time, using the limited inventory in the fridge to make pasta and two cups of freshly squeezed juice. Yu Yi waited at the door so that his eyes would change from green to blue. He almost rushed over with a rush, "how fragrant!!"

"That is!"

Misha smiled and put his share on the table and looked around, "where's your young master?"

The rest of the morning wolfed down with a fork and said vaguely, "in... In the study, an Rong raised his eyes and glanced at her." in addition to making me the object of surveillance, do you still come to inquire about intelligence? "

Misha glanced. "I don't want to say it. I'm too lazy to listen!"

Anrong ignored her. It would seem that any temptation was less attractive than the food in front of her.

He ate the noodles very clean, even the last one on the plate was carefully forked up and sent to his mouth gracefully. Finally, he picked up the juice and drank a few mouthfuls. Then he put it down and wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel.

Misha smiled, "isn't it delicious?"

He didn't speak, just nodded. But even his denial was useless. Nothing proved his liking more than the facts at hand.

Misha narrowed her eyes and teased with a smile, "just say it if you like. Why are you embarrassed?"

An Rong sat back gracefully, "when will you leave?"

Misha's smile froze again. "Slap" on the table, stood up and pointed at him, "Anrong, you cross the river and tear down the bridge! You just ate my noodles and turned your face in the twinkling of an eye. You don't recognize anyone who wants to drive me away? I tell you, I just don't go, I'll depend on you. What can you do to me?" With that, she swept all the things on the table to one side. Then, she lifted her hips and sat on the table with her legs crossed facing him.