CEO, Let's Get Married

Misha summoned up her spirits and looked cold. She came to him. She grabbed two pistols from a mercenary nearby and pointed to both sides. "If you don't want your commander's head to blossom, just flash aside!"

Those people all stared at them, but they didn't dare to come forward, so they had to retreat cautiously.

"Follow me." an Rong opened his mouth calmly, his voice was slightly cold, and there was a momentum of not being angry and self threatening.

Misha nodded and pressed close to him, her eyes always fixed on both sides.

An Rong is familiar with the terrain here, although he only came in once.

Bi Xiaoran's face was gloomy. "Anrong, if you go out of this door, you will become my enemy. Have you really considered it clearly?"

An Rong said straight, "don't think about it. It's already."

Misha listened and couldn't help looking back at him.

Anrong, do you really want her to do so?

Gradually, a thin mist gushed out of her eyes, and a smile spread around her lips.

Beauty does not flourish.

She made a decision secretly. When they left safely, she must tell him what she thought! Whether or not she is uncertain about self doubt, she also wants to tell him loudly. In fact, he is no longer a stranger in her heart. She will be worried about him and worry about his safety.

Maybe she can't define her feelings for him, but she can tell how he exists for her

An Rong dragged Bi Xiaoran to the end of the corridor. There was a closed safety door. He said in a deep voice, "open it."

Misha immediately came forward and tried to open the door.

It was dark outside, and there was a faint mountain wind blowing on my face. There was a smell of grass in the air.

"Ann..." Misha was so happy that she was about to make a noise. Her neck was cold, and a dagger had arrived there

She turned her head rigidly, looked over at garci's smiling cheek, and looked straight at Anrong. "Young master an, please let go of the commander." although she used honorific words, her attitude was too strong to refuse.

An Rong frowned, and his eyes fell on the knife on Misha's neck, and his eyes became more and more cold and fierce.

"Anrong, don't worry about me!" Misha clenched her teeth and said firmly, "if you let go now, we will only have a dead end!"

Garci's knife sent another point, "if you don't let go, it's also a dead end."

Misha suddenly smiled, "there's nothing wrong with your commander's funeral!"

The smile on garci's face was stiff. He grabbed her and controlled her in front of his chest. There was blood on the knife.

"Anrong," Bi Xiaoran said coldly, "I know you don't care about your life, but what about her? It doesn't matter if you die. Do you want to see her go down with you as soon as possible?"

His words, however cold, bloody tell a fact.

He never cared about Anrong's life or death.

Misha was so angry that she clenched her teeth that she raised her head and didn't avoid it. Instead, she went up against garci's knife, the blade went forward, and blood gushed out along the blade

An Rong's eyes stagnated. Some dared not believe it, but more was the feeling of heartache.

This is also the first time that he will hurt at the bottom of his heart because of a woman's injury.

Misha's action also greatly exceeded garci's expectation. He subconsciously separated the knife for a few points, so as not to cut too deep. Because he knew the importance of Misha. Once she had an accident, it was bound to cause the hunter alliance to fight back recklessly. That was not what they wanted!

Misha sneered, fearless, "I'll go down with him, I'd love to!"

An Rong narrowed his eyes, and there was a strange look in his eyes. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't ask.

Misha saw him and suddenly said, "listen, Anrong, I don't allow you to do anything! I don't allow you to die! Because..." she bit her lip and smiled slowly, "I seem to start to like you."

It seems that I began to like him. I was surprised. It surprised her.

But it happened miraculously. When she thought she could no longer like others, her feelings for him were quietly changing.

An Rong was stunned there. His pale face was also unbelievable.

After a long time, he said, "are you confessing?"

"..." Misha gave him a white eye. What is this? Is that a response to her?

"That's right!" she said angrily. "I'm confessing to you fool!"

An Rong shu'er smiled, so that he had no burden. His hand dropped slowly and loosened the man in his arms.

When Bi Xiaoran regained his freedom, someone immediately came forward to protect him. At the same time, countless guns were aimed at him.

Misha was worried when she saw it. "Fool, what did you do to let him go!!" she was so anxious that she would rush over and teach the brainless guy a lesson. But garci held her tight and couldn't let her move.

An Rong smiled gently at her, "I really can't let you be threatened."

So he can't gamble.

As long as he lives one day, he can't let the woman he likes get hurt.

This is the most basic of being a man.

"Fool! Fool! Fool!" Misha scolded angrily, but her eyes were wet with tears.

This fool, doesn't he know how to seize the opportunity?

Bi Xiaoran turned back, his cold eyes swept him and Misha, turned around, just waved his hand, someone came forward, punched an Rong hard and knocked him to the ground.

"Anrong!" Misha was anxious and desperately wanted to get away, but garci clamped her tightly with an expressionless face.

An Rong fell to the ground. The man punched and kicked him. Bi Xiaoran stood aside and stared at him.

It was a punishment for him to offend himself in public.

An Rong put his hands on the ground and coughed badly. Gradually, he coughed up blood

"Anrong!" Misha's tears flew out unconsciously, raised her head, stared at BI Xiaoran and roared, "if he has something, I'll never let you go!! I'll let you bury him!!"

Bi Xiaoran just raised his eyes, disdained to stare at her, raised his lips and spilled a sneer, "it's up to you?"

Without waiting for Misha to speak, a voice with suppressed anger came from a distance, "it's up to us."

As soon as the voice fell, several people came from the dark place. The leader was mien, and next to him were the double eagles. Their strange clothes were extraordinarily penetrating in the dark night.

Seeing the blood on Misha's neck, mien was ignited and bathed in anger.

No one dares to hurt her again and again when he is so careful to protect her!

Mien

Misha looked over with joy. "Mien, save Anrong..." when she turned her head, she found Anrong lying on the ground, motionless, and the smile on her face suddenly froze, "Anrong? Anrong!"