CEO, Let's Get Married

He went to the bed and brought the blanket. "I sleep outside."

"Where do you sleep?"

"The sofa outside."

He said he was going out.

Misha bit her lip and pulled him. "You're ready for bed. I'll sleep outside."

His health is not very good. He has been ill twice in such a short time. She is not sure whether he can stand sitting on the sofa all night.

An Rong could guess her idea at a glance. He smiled calmly and stroked her hair. "I'm not so weak. I'll be fine after a night's sleep."

"That's not good!" Misha came up obstinately and grabbed the thin blanket in his arms. "I said I would sleep outside! Don't argue with me, be careful I turn my face!" she said, giving him a warning look.

An Rong raised his eyebrows, and a casual smile spilled over his cheek. He glanced over the bed behind her, "I think that bed is big enough, so it's better..."

Misha suddenly put out a finger and pressed it on his lips. "Don't even think about it!"

An Rong smiled and grabbed her hand. "What do you think I will do?"

"Who knows!" Misha raised her chin and lifted her long hair. "It's strange that you can hold a beautiful woman like me!" she said, and gave him a noble and cold eye.

An Rong stared into her eyes, always smiling like spring, holding her hand, but began to tighten and take a step forward.

Misha was stunned and couldn't help but step back, "why?"

"Tonight is our wedding night," he said lightly, but the persistence in his eyes is not ignored.

Misha took a breath. "Hey, I said, young master an, you don't want to play, really!"

He suddenly clasped her waist and pulled her into his arms, "what do you say?"

Misha narrowed her eyes and didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled coquettishly, leaned forward on his chest and swam away with her hands, "what's the matter? She's attracted to me?"

It was a joke. Unexpectedly, I heard his undisguised response, "HMM."

Misha looked at him in amazement. What was he talking about?

On an Rong's face, there was always an indifferent smile. Under the flickering candle light, her eyes were soft, which made Misha unable to look directly at her.

"But I won't do anything to you," he said frankly. "I don't care about many people, so I won't destroy you at this time."

Misha's eyes trembled, "are you... Afraid?"

As soon as she blurted out her words, she regretted it.

What is she? Encouragement?

Anrong hugged her, relaxed his arms and whispered back, "I'm afraid you'll like me, and I can't give you a complete future."

He spoke so firmly, as if it were an indisputable fact that she liked him!

It annoys Misha!

But I can't tell why, and there is a faint sadness.

She lowered her beautiful eyes and burst out laughing, "Hey, childe an, you are so confident in yourself! How can I like you? Don't forget, I have someone I like. Even if he is not my final destination, I should be worthy of my heart of loving him."

An Rong smiled, raised her chin and forced her to look into her eyes, "if I go out, you can't run away."

Shit, look at his confidence, Misha is not happy.

She raised her eyebrows provocatively. "Then why don't you try? Have a look. I can't run away, or you fall in!"

He narrowed his eyes. "Aren't you afraid?"

"Ha! What are you afraid of? I can't like you!" Misha was also confident. "You're not my type!"

He smiled and nodded, "OK, let's try."

Then he took Misha back to the bedroom. Misha was surprised, "why? I didn't say..."

"Forget what he said before," he looked back, raised a smile, enchanted, "from now on, you are mine."

Such a manic declaration made Misha stunned on the spot and at a loss.

The moment she stepped into the bedroom, Misha suddenly responded, "wait..."

He calmly stood in front of her, "it's too late to regret now."

There was a faint anger at the bottom of Misha's heart. She was ready to go. She pinched her waist and stared at him, "who said she regretted? But I really want to know what you told your una girl?"

An Rong lowered his eyes, put his hands in his pockets and stood at the door of the bedroom with his head down.

Una

Seeing his reaction, Misha curled her mouth and looked shameless. "What's this? Do you want to change? Or because of her face..." as soon as she said, she stopped immediately. Conscious of his gaffe, he looked at him with some discomfort, "I don't mean that. I just don't understand. You had such deep feelings before..."

He shook his head and looked up at her. His eyes were deep and mysterious that she couldn't understand.

"She is my responsibility."

Misha looked at him and her heart suddenly jumped twice.

She could see that he was serious.

If a man says that it's his responsibility to have a woman, it will mean that he won't want to get rid of her all his life.

A smart woman will never choose such a man.

Because he has his responsibility, and you can achieve his love, but you can't achieve his responsibility.

Misha was relieved for some reason.

Since he can't let una go, what else is she afraid of?

Lift her eyes and stare at him. She smiles and shines brightly. She is such a charm that she can attract eyes in a short time.

He stepped forward and patted him on the chest. "Young master an, you can't be too full. It will overflow."

He also smiled. "I like it. I can't run away."

He has such confidence, especially for her.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, "Rong Shao, madam Shao... I'm Ah Xiang."

Misha turned around and opened the door. When she opened the door, she didn't forget to tease, "ah Chen, do you know that it's immoral to disturb people's wedding night."

Ah Chen smiled apologetically, "young lady, I'm sorry, I can't help it either."

An Rong came over and naturally put his hand around Misha's shoulder, "Ah Xiang, what's the matter."

Misha glanced sideways at him. Unexpectedly, this guy entered the play so quickly!

Ah Chu hesitated and said, "someone outside wants to find Rong Shao."

Misha asked curiously, "who? How does he know that anjong is here?"

Is it Yu Yi?

An Rong frowned, "who's looking for me?"

Ah Xiang glanced at Misha and said slowly, "people are already in the living room. Luo is over there. Let's go and have a look with me."

Vaguely aware of what, an Rong didn't ask any more, nodded, "HMM."

He turned to Misha and said, "you stay here and I'll have a look."

Misha looked at them suspiciously. "Who is it? It's so mysterious?"

Ah Xiang smiled, "it's no big deal. Just go with me."