Hidden Marriage President

An Rong walked across and sat next to Misha.

Misha's heart constricted involuntarily, and she vaguely had a bad premonition...

"Misha," An Rong said suddenly.

"Huh?" Misha was startled.

He turned his head and smiled at her, very gentle, "I want to talk to Young Master Cen alone."

Misha frowned, looked at him, and then at Gu Xicen, "You... what are you going to talk about?"

Gu Xicen said calmly, "Misha, Shuangying is outside, and they want to see you too."

Misha bit her lip and stood up reluctantly, "Okay, okay, let's talk, I just don't want to be a light bulb!"

She turned around and was about to leave, but Shu Er stopped again, and said worriedly, "Hey, An Rong, he is my favorite person, don't make plans with him!"

An Rong nodded with a smile, but her eyes became sharper.

After Misha left, Gu Xicen said directly, "Mr. An, are you our enemy?"

An Rong looked away, smiled lightly, and easily threw the question back, with a low voice, "Young Master Cen will judge this."

Gu Xicen raised her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, "What about the engagement, can I take it seriously?"

This time, An Rong didn't fiddle with the answer, but nodded slowly.

From the moment she changed her mind for him, he couldn't have been more determined.

Gu Xicen's eyes changed and she stared at him closely, "I'm afraid the commander doesn't think so."

An Rong was also indifferent, "Other things, I can do what he wants, but this is the only one I can't do." He said it lightly, but the pressure from the invisible expansion has an aura that makes people breathless.

The corner of Gu Xicen's mouth widened, "You know, I treat Misha as my own sister, and I won't let her be wronged."

"I understand, and neither will I."

"So, are you determined not to let go?"

"Hehe," An Rong smiled, "As long as it's something that's decided, no matter if it's favors, kindness, or family affection, it won't stop me." She raised her eyes to stare at him, "Actually, we are the same person. "

Gu Xicen raised one corner of her lips, her handsome cheeks had unpredictable emotions.

Without the previous interview, he said slowly, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "I heard that the commander intends to let you take over. What about you, what are your plans?"

An Rong lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I don't want to be the target of your Hunter Alliance yet."

Gu Xicen was startled, and then his eyes changed.

"Oh, by the way, thank you for the people you arranged outside, which saved me a lot of trouble." An Rong said generously, "I'm really worried about Misha staying here alone."

Gu Xicen swept away the surprise in his eyes, "You know how to use it."

An Rong smiled lightly, "You also know that my people can't get through, and I don't want to use the mercenary regiment, so I can only trouble you. Besides, I can trust the people my godfather likes."

Gu Xicen rolled his eyes at him, "So, you moved here?"

An Rong just smiled and said nothing, there are some things that cannot be picked too clearly, just point to the end.

Gu Xicen didn't stay for too long. When he came out, Misha was standing and chatting with Shuangying. When she saw him, she subconsciously scanned from top to bottom to make sure that he was fine, so she was relieved.

"Young Master Cen, next time, I should pay a visit." An Rong said with a smile.

"welcome."

Gu Xicen nodded slightly at him, turned around and left.

"Xi Cen..." Misha was a bit reluctant, Ying Er leaned over, "Shasha, can we still come to see you?"

Before Misha could answer, An Rong nodded, "Of course."

When Gu Xicen got into the car, Misha suddenly remembered something, ran over, lay on the car window, her eyes widened, "Hey, Xicen, where is the piece of jade you gave Xiaoyue?"

Gu Xicen raised her eyebrows, "Why?"

Misha put it off and winked at him, "Let me, I want to study it."

"If you want to borrow it, go back and get it yourself."

Misha grimaced, "Got it!"

Just as Gu Xicen was about to let Yinger drive, Misha stopped him again, glanced at An Rong and Yu Yi behind him from the corner of the eye, and said in a low voice, "That day, at the engagement banquet, I seemed to see Gu Wangchuan. "

Gu Xicen frowned suddenly, looked at Misha, and asked seriously, "Are you sure?"

Misha nodded, "Yes."

Gu Xicen slowly lowered her head, "Okay, I know, you have to take care of yourself here."

"Don't worry, say sorry to Xiaoyue for me, I will go back to see her."

The car drove away slowly, and Misha had a warm smile on her face, only then did she realize that, in fact, reconnecting with his past is not that difficult.

When she turned around, she met An Rong's deep eyes, her heart was shocked, she immediately pretended to be okay, walked over leisurely, and said, "See, I am also a person with a background! You If you dare to disrespect me again, my Young Master Cen will not be polite!"

An Rong leaned against the door and stopped her.

Misha lowered her eyes and stared at his hand, "Why? Not convinced?"

He laughed, pulled her over, and naturally wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "How long do you want to hide from me?"

"Who hid from you?!" Misha's reaction was very strong, as if she was eager to defend herself.

He didn't expose it on the spot, but pulled her closer, and the tip of her nose was next to the tip of her nose. There was a thrilling color in those deep eyes, which shocked Misha, and even forgot to push him away.There is a piece of white flowers in my mind, and my heart is also white.

"Do you know what the first sentence Gu Xicen asked me was?"

Misha stared at him, shaking her head blankly.

"He asked, am I your enemy?" An Rong raised the corners of her lips, her smile was full of bewitching magic power, which made her lose her mind for a moment, "In the past, I could be anyone's enemy because I didn't care. But Now, I will only become the enemy of your enemy. Can you understand my words?"

Misha's eyes widened, and she nodded blankly.

He smiled and rubbed her hair, "Very good."

Holding her hand, she walked in, "Today, I want to eat hot pot."

Misha suddenly realized, "I always eat hot pot in hot weather, you are not afraid of getting angry! No, no, you can only eat bitter gourd today!"

"..."

Misha stared at him with an expression of disappointment that couldn't be concealed, she was both angry and funny, "Hey, Mr. An, aren't you a picky eater? What do I do, what do you eat, ok?"

An Rong pursed her lower lip and turned to look at her, "You have spoiled my appetite."

"Oh, it's mine now, isn't it?"

"So, you are responsible to the end."

An Rong took advantage of the situation and hugged her from behind again, the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms made him narrow his eyes comfortably, his nose scratched her neck from time to time, took a sniff, and murmured, "It smells so good..."