Hidden Marriage President

Misha raised her eyebrows and walked over slowly, seeing Mr. An of the mercenary regiment, holding a shovel to make supper, it really didn't fit his image.

Simply, take it and skillfully stir fry it.

An Rong stood aside, looking at her with a faint smile on his lips.

Misha tasted it, frowned, and glanced at him, "I finally understand why Yu Yi hates eating it."

An Rong blinked, "I think it's okay."

"Please, Mr. An, just because you're not picky about food doesn't mean he's the same as you! Don't you know that eating is the greatest joy in life? Even if this only joy is gone, how monotonous would life be?" As Misha spoke, she added more seasonings one after another.

An Rong smiled, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "With you here, it won't be monotonous."

Misha seemed not to hear, and pushed him, "Don't hinder my performance, wait outside."

He also cooperated and left the kitchen happily.

It wasn't until the sound of his footsteps disappeared that Misha turned her head in a daze, and the doubt in her eyes was even more serious...

A plate of delicious omelet rice was brought to the table, An Rong's eyes lit up, she lowered her head to smell it, and said with a smile, "This should be the best I've ever eaten."

"You didn't eat it, how do you know?" Misha poured out a glass of corn juice and put it in front of him.

"I knew it." An Rong raised his eyes, and when he looked at her, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Misha picked up the corn juice, avoided his sight, turned around and took a sip, "Then eat more."

"Ah."

The two of them were very quiet during the meal, Misha didn't eat much, but An Rong ate the whole plate, and finally looked at her plate with more than enough satisfaction.Misha hurriedly protected him, and glared at him, "Don't make plans with it!"

Just as An Rong was about to say something, she said to herself, "You are not in good health, so don't eat too much for supper!"

He was stunned, and there was a throbbing in the bottom of his eyes...

For a long time, lingering.

No one mentioned anything about today's matter. For Misha, since she has chosen to give up, what she has to do now is to forget about it.

It was past midnight, and Misha didn't feel sleepy at all. She simply nestled on the sofa in the living room and watched TV, rummaging through all the channels in boredom.An Rong made tea and sat beside him. Misha wanted to pour a cup, but he slapped her hand off, "You don't want to sleep anymore?"

Misha curled her lips, "You know how to refresh yourself, why do you still drink?"

"I'm different." Holding the hot tea, An Rong lowered his eyes, which flickered slightly, through a thin layer of water mist, as unreal as an illusory phantom hiding in the mountains.

"Sleeping, for me, is sometimes a waste of time."

Misha stared at him, he spoke so easily, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.However, in her ears, there was always some bitter feeling.

his illness...

It's heavy.

A boring variety show was playing on TV, and she tried hard to watch it, but another face always appeared in her mind.

A person with the same eye color as her.

The TV was still on, and Misha's brows were furrowed from time to time.Suddenly looking up, he found that An Rong had fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

Misha gave him a squinting look, and muttered in a low voice, "You said you wouldn't sleep, but you fell asleep faster than anyone else..."

She got up cautiously, went to get a thin blanket, walked over, and gently covered him.Turning down the volume of the TV, she nestled next to her and continued to tune the TV boringly.

An Rong slept peacefully, with her head tilted slightly, her pale cheeks were still without a trace of blood.

Misha yawned, feeling a little sleepy at last, just about to stand up, accidentally bumped into An Rong beside her, his body tilted and fell directly on top of her.

"Hello..." Misha was about to speak, but immediately silenced.

She had heard from Yu Yi that An Rong's sleep was very bad, and she was afraid of disturbing him, so she would not be able to sleep soundly tonight.

An Rong pressed on her body, with his head resting on her chest, still in a deep sleep.

Misha wanted to move around, but he was crushing her tightly, and the sofa space was too small to allow for tossing. She stared at him annoyedly, complaining inwardly.

Really owe this guy!

Although the temperature in the ground is not high, An Rong's body is very warm. Misha tried to push him away, but he didn't move at all.

"Mr. An?" Misha called him in a low voice, and when she saw that he didn't respond, she wanted to pull away.

An Rong's brows tightened, as if he was dissatisfied, and there was a trace of drowsiness on his sickly tired face.

Seeing this, Misha gritted her teeth in confusion, and finally gave up, letting him lie on her chest like this, sleeping peacefully and comfortably...

Xi Cen once had a serious illness, and as his and Xiao Yue's best friends, she knew it must be uncomfortable.Now, when she saw An Rong, she would think of Xi Cen back then.Even, compared to him, An Rong is more haggard.

Misha didn't move, lying on the sofa, she could clearly feel his hot breath in her chest, spraying it on her sensitive fruit tip from time to time...

Her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks blushed unnaturally.

Realizing what she was thinking, Misha couldn't help spitting at herself.

What kind of crooked thoughts did she come up with?People are basically asleep, okay!

Just like that, she couldn't resist the drowsiness anymore in the midst of self-entanglement and anti-entanglement, and fell asleep in a daze...

Hearing the even breathing sound below her, An Rong opened her eyes, and her soft breasts came into view...

His cheeks turned red unnaturally, he just half-closed his eyes, but he didn't intend to avoid it.Misha slept soundly and even snored slightly.

He moved his body, no longer pressing on her chest, affecting her breathing, but pillowed on her shoulder.

After thinking for a while, he slowly stretched out his hand and held hers.

Her fingers were slender, and he had already noticed when she was chopping vegetables. The nails were painted with nude nail polish to protect them. The palms were soft and comfortable to the touch.

He lightly rubbed her palm with his fingers, and slowly, his fingers passed through hers, tightly interlocking with hers...

The rustling sound from the TV continued.

The person on the sofa moved uneasily, turned over, and unexpectedly fell to the ground with a "plop".

"***!"

Misha grabbed the coffee table with both hands and got up from the ground.

Rubbing her painful waist, seeing a snowflake-shaped TV screen, she raised her wrist blankly to check the time, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.Only then did I realize that I had slept so late without knowing it!

Seeing the blanket wrapped around her body, she looked around, but An Rong had long since disappeared.

Her arms were a little sore, and she didn't know if she was pressed by that guy!

Thinking of last night, he was so pressed on her body and slept for so long, Misha felt something was wrong all over her body!Either it hurts here or it's uncomfortable there, she has a gloomy face, she wants to find An Rong no matter what, and give her an explanation!

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