CEO, Let's Get Married

As soon as he spoke, Misha was stunned on the spot and stared in surprise.

After an Rong finished, he was also slightly stunned. Then, he calmly lowered his eyes, "talk casually." he turned his eyes and looked at the goods on the shelf.

"Hey! You talk casually, but I'm serious!" Misha followed up excitedly. "Just right, I have nothing to do now. If you buy this supermarket, I'll count you as a major shareholder and make money. How about Sanqi?"

He looked back. "I'm seven?"

Misha shook her head. "I'm seven."

An Rong turned around, "no talk."

"Oh, we can discuss it again. Why do we attack others' enthusiasm so much!"

"I'm at a loss doing business with you."

"That's four or six!"

"I'm six?"

"Are you kidding? Of course I'm six!"

"... it's better to leave heaven here so that everyone can enjoy it."

They talked all the way. Misha picked up some needed ingredients from time to time and put them in the shopping cart. In this place, Ann Rong gathered so many people from time to time. It was not very natural at first. After a few rounds, she slowly relaxed.

"How about chicken curry in the evening?"

Misha picked up the chicken and shook it at him.

An Rong nodded and said he had no opinion. He never picked what to eat. He was also a good young master at home.

Misha picked up another spare ribs. "What about... Spare ribs?"

"OK."

"Fish?"

"OK."

Misha was depressed. She put everything back where it was and looked at him with her arms around. "I said, young master an, how can you be so indecisive?"

Anrong picked up the things she had just put back one by one and threw them into the car. "My opinion should be divided. It's like eating. I've never had a problem."

Misha was very happy. "OK, let Yu Yi cook his egg rice that night."

An Rong's expression was stiff. He silently put the ribs and fish back, "it's better to have curry chicken."

Misha held back her smile and turned gracefully, "OK, listen to you."

They strolled in the supermarket for a long time, and finally they checked out with a load of things.

Looking at him to pick up those things, Misha immediately stopped, "wait!"

Ann Rong looked back at her. She stuffed him with a small bag. Then she picked up a bag of things, opened the trunk and stuffed them in. I turned around and moved the others in one after another.

An Rong stood in the same place, his face was touched, and a strange look gradually passed in his eyes.

After putting things away, Misha clapped her hands, turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Hey, don't think about it. I don't mean to hurt your male self-esteem. It's just that your body has just improved. I'm considerate of you! Next time, there will be no beauty to serve you."

She stood in the sun, her forehead exuded a layer of fine sweat, crystal clear.

Staring at her like this, he almost didn't think about it, subconsciously took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead

Misha was stunned at first, then raised her eyes curiously and looked at him for a moment.

His smile is so kind.

Not far away, garci sat in the car and saw the two people over there. He turned his head and said, "commander, they look OK."

Bi Xiaoran's eyes were also locked on that side. When he saw the warm look on an Rong's face, his eyebrows closed gently.

Anrong, what the hell are you doing?

Aware of his actions, Anrong was stunned again. However, he didn't show discomfort bit by bit. Instead, he calmly gave her a handkerchief, "it's a reward."

“……”

Misha, this is a depression!

What kind of reward is this?!

"Young master an, just give me a handkerchief?" Misha complained and got into the car. "I don't know if you used it!"

An Rong looked at her through the car mirror with a smile. "Don't worry about using it. It's all disinfected."

Misha frowned. Would he think that she was disgusting that he was ill

Thinking of this, she immediately and decisively put the handkerchief into her close bag and raised an eyebrow at him, "this is the first period."

Seeing all her small movements in her eyes, an Rong's eyes became gentle, raised his eyes and stared at her, "mien has a very kind sister."

"Me? Kind?" Misha looked at him contemptuously. "How can I hear that you're scolding me?"

He smiled, "No."

Misha glanced and said no? To her, there is!!

After returning home, Yu Yi was shocked and said incredulously, "sister Sasha! You let our young master drive for you?!"

Misha picked up the snacks she bought, packed them and went back to her room. As she walked, she said, "what's the matter with him driving? What's strange?"

"Sister Sha, my young master never drives for others!!" the way Yu 11 wants to reason for his young master makes Misha puzzled, "why?"

"Why?! because he is less tolerant!" Yu Yicha pressed her shoulder and desperately wanted to wake her up.

Looking at his excited look, Misha blinked, "OK, OK, understand." she was busy comforting Yu Yi, "Rong Shao is made of pure gold. You must never drive for others again! I promise, there will be no next time."

After hearing her say this, Yu Yiyu gave a stuffy hum and then walked away.

Misha shakes her head and laughs. However, considering the way Ann Rong drives, it seems... It's not very good.

She patted her cheek for fear that she would be possessed by Yu Yi.

When it was almost time, Misha went into the kitchen and began to prepare lunch.

In recent days, her mood has calmed down a lot, and she doesn't think about things that will make her troubled and sad. In fact, life is to continue, happiness is a day, sadness is also a day, there is no need to build yourself into a classic image of tragedy.

In that case... Minn won't be happy either.

In this way, it's good to be with people who don't know themselves in a strange environment.

……

The story of Misha and Anrong soon spread all over the circle of bounty hunters. The relationship between the two has been greatly exaggerated. It is said that the bounty hunter alliance has actually been accepted by the mercenary corps, which exists in name only.

After Gu xicen heard the news, he immediately came to meen. Meen had just heard about it. Not long ago, his face was always gloomy. Gu xicen looked at him and handed him a stack of photos. "Misha doesn't seem to be joking."

Mien slowly took the photo and opened it. At a glance, he saw an Rong standing face to face with her. He was wiping the sweat on her forehead. The smile in his eyes was so obvious. As a man, how could he not understand the changes?

"The photo was sent to me by the commander," Gu xicen said faintly. "He wants to propose for an Rong."