CEO, Let's Get Married

Looking at him sleeping, Misha sat quietly by the bed.

This man

Why do you do this?

Just because she became his fiancee?

Misha's mind was confused, and she couldn't receive and release freely. She was like a deserter who lost her armor. She was more and more embarrassed in front of him.

This feeling is strange and difficult to control. Misha doesn't like this out of control state, especially before she can fully release her heart.

Looking at him, she silently lowered her eyes.

Just when she wanted to leave, the man in bed grabbed her, "where are you going?"

An Rong slowly opened his eyes and stared at her clearly.

Misha was stunned and frowned, "when did you wake up?"

"Just now." he sat up, and Misha quickly held him. "Are you better?"

"Well," he answered, putting his hand directly on her shoulder, and Misha supported him to stand up.

An Rong turned his head. Qinglin looked at her tenderly and gently called her name, "Misha,"

"Huh?"

"Just be by my side."

Misha was stunned and looked up at him, "you..."

"I'm not kidding." he said calmly, with a determined smile in his mouth. "For you, I'll live well."

For you, I will live well

Misha had never heard him say such confident words. For a moment, she was shocked on the spot and didn't know what to say.

If she refuses... Will he be disappointed?

She didn't want to think about it. She could only pretend she didn't understand it and smiled at him exaggeratedly, "of course you have to live well. You're my amulet now. If you have something, who can I find to cover me?"

Then, holding him out, "let's go. We should go back."

An Rong smiled, knowing that she was escaping, and didn't continue to ask.

At least, she didn't refuse.

Returning to another hospital, in order to make her energetic to attend tomorrow's wedding, Ann Rong sent her back to her room early.

"I'm in, good night." Misha turned to leave.

An Rong quickly pulled her again, put his hand behind her head and kissed her lips deeply

Misha's confused mood became more and more obvious. She had no idea whether to push him away and slap him in the face, or... That's it.

An Rong's eyes were dark and engraved with the deep feelings written by him, which increased day by day, which was unexpected to him.

All he knew was that he didn't want to let go of the woman anymore.

Even if, he doesn't know how many tomorrows there will be; Even if, his behavior has constituted selfishness; Even if he is not sure of his future... He doesn't want to let her go.

Selfish, his life is only once.

Feeling his passionate kiss, it seemed that she wanted to feel his heart, Misha was at a loss, and then... Sink.

If he is the way she forgets, it's okay to be selfish once.

The wedding will be held tomorrow. The Haitang Pavilion in the evening is very lively. Everyone is sleepless and busy checking the details of the wedding, from drinks to guests. That was the first wedding event of the hunter alliance. So many guests were entertained. You have to finish everything perfectly!

Rose drank wine and rested in the room, but mien's mental state was much better. When we were discussing, he sat quietly aside, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his lips pursed slightly, his eyes blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Someone sat down next to him. He looked up and smiled at the spider's eyes. "If you want her, call her. As a brother, it's not too much."

Mien's mind was peeped through in an instant, with an embarrassment that was difficult to hide. But soon, he calmed down again and smiled bitterly, "is it so obvious?"

Starscream shrugged. "It's not obvious, but nine of the ten here can see it. I'm the only one who came to ask."

He lost his smile, which alleviated some embarrassment.

After all... This kind of thing is always hard to say.

Meen took a deep breath, nodded, picked up his cell phone and went out.

Tonight, he has a lot to say to her.

At least, he is still her brother now, and tomorrow, he will be someone else's husband.

When he came to the door, the phone was connected. He couldn't help pinching his hands. His heart was sweating and his heart beat faster. He had never been so nervous in the face of Misha since he was young, but today, he was afraid that she wouldn't answer his phone.

The phone rang for a long time before someone answered, "hello?"

Hearing Misha's voice, mien breathed a sigh of relief.

Without hearing his answer, Misha was silent for a while before she said, "mien?"

"Well, it's me." mien closed his eyes and closed his lips. "Misha... I want to see you."

There was silence again. Mien frowned and tried to say something, but he couldn't help it.

He only had the right to impulse that time, because he was not qualified to ask her for anything.

After a long time, she said, "go to Bian Yujing and wait for me."

Hanging up the phone, Misha didn't even change her clothes. She was wearing a pair of Capris, a hoodie, sports shoes and went out of the door.

It happened that Yu Yi came in from outside, "eh, sister Sha, are you going?"

Misha reached out. "Give me the car key."

"Well, what?"

Misha stared, "why do you ask so much nonsense? Give it if you want."

While Yu Yi was still hesitating, Yu Guang glanced and was stunned. Then, he slowly took out the key and handed it to her, "sister Sha, where are you going so late? I'll take you..."

Misha took it and went out without looking back.

"Hey ~"

With a faint sigh, Yu Yi turned inward and walked towards the man standing in the shadow, "Rong Shao, why do you want sister Sha to go out? Maybe she's back to Haitang Pavilion..."

An Rong took back his sight a little, and his voice was very weak. "This is the last chance, for her and for him."

Turning around, he walked in.

Yu Yi doesn't understand. Who is this opportunity for?

Misha drove to the old shop of the Lin family, the street entrance of Bian Yujing.

When she stopped, she got out of the car and looked at the quiet and detailed old street. She walked slowly forward. She hasn't been here several times, but she likes the simple atmosphere here. It can always make people relax involuntarily.

At this time, Bian Yujing had already closed, but there was a man sitting on the steps with four or five cigarette butts on the ground. But there was still a cigarette between his fingers, filled with smoke.

Misha smoked the cigarette without saying a word. "If you want to die early, you don't have to commit suicide with nicotine."

When mien raised his eyes and locked Misha with his reddish eyes, he suddenly got up and held her in his arms, "isn't it my sister? Isn't it my sister... OK?"