CEO, Let's Get Married

Outside, Misha was shocked.

She never thought the result would be like this!

She turned around quietly and didn't want to be found by the people inside, but when she turned around, she was startled, "godfather?"

Lord Luo pressed his finger to his lips, "Shh ~"

Misha understood and kept nodding. Then she and Lord Luo crept away.

After walking away, Lord Luo was relieved.

"Godfather ~" Misha squinted her eyes. "You're eavesdropping ~"

Lord Luo smiled, "ha ha, I'm afraid Xiaorong will suffer a loss and be killed by that woman."

Misha glanced at her mouth. "It's strange that she can eat with me!"

Lord Luo smiled and looked at her, "you are very interested in Xiaorong."

Misha waved handsomely, "this guy saved me. How can I not save him?"

Lord Luo did not smile, but he said, his eyes rarely see people wrong.

Misha went back to the room alone. After taking a bath, an Rong appeared. He looked very indifferent. He was not affected by what happened just now. On the contrary, Misha was a little unnatural. Thinking of what una had done, there was an unknown fire burning in her heart. What kind of mentality did an Rong support?

"Where's una?" she asked.

"I asked someone to take her back." Anrong unbuttoned his shirt, picked up his wedding pajamas and walked to the bathroom. "Go to bed first."

"Oh."

Misha looked at his back and looked at him as if nothing had happened. She didn't know if it was in her heart again.

Back in the bedroom, she saw the wedding bed. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the pillow, put it on the sofa outside, and then slept on it. Fortunately, the sofa is big enough, and she belongs to a thin constitution. She doesn't have to worry about falling when she sleeps on it.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, a slender body under the water column emerged in her mind

Misha stirred her spirits, turned over, covered her head with a blanket and covered her hot cheeks.

God, she's thinking about that guy?!

Misha always thought she was crazy. How could she think of the sick childe?

Gradually, the sound of the water stopped.

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

Misha immediately closed her eyes, pretended to be asleep, and made a steady sound of breathing.

An Rong's footsteps came to her, stopped for a few seconds, and walked away slowly.

Misha pricked up her ears and heard him go into the bedroom. Then she breathed out quietly.

But soon, an Rong went away and returned.

Misha's spirit tightened again. I don't know what he wants.

At this time, the sofa behind him suddenly sank

Misha was startled and her eyes widened in vain.

Then he put an arm around her and naturally put it around her waist.

Misha's body was as stiff as a piece of wood. I didn't expect this guy to come and squeeze a sofa with her!!

An Rong moved a little, turned sideways and slept behind her, with her arms around her and her head behind her neck. Misha's blood was about to be ignited. She wanted to turn around and slap this guy in the face! But here his arm would quietly tighten, pull her close to herself and put her back against his chest.

His skin was a little hot.

Misha was stunned. Why is it so hot? Does he have a fever?

Anrong's hot breath was sprayed on her neck. Soon, her breath began to sink.

Misha knows. He's asleep.

This was the first time she had such intimate contact with a man other than mien. In addition to the irregular heartbeat, there was a strange complex emotion quietly breeding.

She should have pushed him away, but after hearing his deep breathing, she couldn't bear to wake him up.

She turned her back to him and her thoughts became more and more confused.

The moonlight outside the window is dimly mottled, the bamboo leaves are swaying from time to time by the wind, and the red candles in the house are still burning. The red in the room reminds them that this is their temporary "wedding night"

Misha couldn't sleep with her eyes open. The people behind her made her confused.

An Rong's body is still a little hot. Although it's Midsummer, the air conditioner in the room is turned on at a low temperature. It's so warm next to him that people don't want to move away

Although the sofa is very spacious, they still seem a little crowded. An Rong sticks very tightly. Misha leans inside and doesn't move. She could feel that he was really thin, but also very powerful. Just surrounding her with one arm gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

She could refuse his intimacy, but she didn't do it. This is what makes Misha most depressed.

She is sulking, angry, and angry with herself.

If, as he said, this is a gamble with no bets, only losers and winners, then she

Can you walk away?

The next morning, she was awakened by the dazzling sunshine outside the window.

Sitting up, I found that she slept in the bedroom!

I turned my head and the people around me didn't know when they had disappeared.

Her temples were aching. She rubbed them, got up and went into the bathroom.

After changing her clothes, she went out of the wedding room. The sun was shining outside, the air was fresh, and her headache was relieved a lot.

Ah Xiang came up to him, smiled and said, "good morning, young lady ~"

Misha cheered up, "morning ~"

"Young lady, go to the front hall for breakfast. Rong Shao and Lord Luo are already waiting there."

"Yes."

Misha came to the front hall. Lord Luo and Anrong were sitting at the table. I didn't know what they were talking about. Lord Luo looked at Anrong with approval and liked it more.

"Good morning, godfather!" she walked over and looked at an Rong. Her cheeks turned red. She wanted to say hello, but she couldn't say it. She had to keep her face off vaguely and sat down next to Lord Luo.

Seeing that she looked like a newly married daughter-in-law, Lord Luo raised his eyebrows, laughed happily and patted an Rong on the shoulder, "Xiao Rong, I don't care about your past. From now on, I don't allow you to apologize to Misha, do you hear me?"

An Rong hooked his lips and smiled. His eyes flashed over Misha. Just for a moment, Misha was surprised and hurried to open her eyes.

"The most similar thing between me and godfather is that I will keep my own things very firmly."

Lord Luo laughed, "good! Good!"

Misha's face turned red and her heart beat.

I really can't stand it. What's this guy doing in the early morning?

Who's his stuff?

Who, who, who!!

When the three sat around for breakfast, Misha seemed a little absent-minded. Her eyes swam around, but she was uneasy to bump into.

An Rong chatted with Godfather. Lord Luo suddenly asked, "Xiao Rong, do you keep the jade pendant I gave you?"