Hidden Marriage President

Misha was in a daze for two days, spending every day playing video games in her room, and didn't even bother to get up after eating.Every meal is brought in by Yu Yi, except for omelet rice, which is still omelet rice.The strange thing is that Misha, who is extremely picky about food, actually accepts everything as ordered.

This surprised Yu Yi, it was obviously as ugly as before, how did Sister Sha eat it?

Tomorrow is Mi En's wedding, and she didn't even think about what wedding gift she would give him.As long as I think about this problem, my head is in a mess, so I don't think about it anymore.

At this time, the door was pushed open, thinking it was Yu Yi, Misha stared at the TV without turning her head, and said lazily, "Put this thing down, you can kneel down now, if you keep yelling, I'll beat you up!" "

I didn't hear Yu Yi's complaint, but a slightly deep voice sounded, "How long do you want to keep yourself trapped?"

Misha's expression changed slightly, she slowly raised her eyes, looked at the person standing at the door, and turned her eyes away again.

Seeing her like that, An Rong's eyes suddenly turned cold, and walked over without saying a word, pulling her up from the ground.Misha was in pain, and gave him a hard look, "Why? Mr. An, how can I offend you?"

"Change clothes and go out with me." He ordered without refusing.

"Where?"

Seeing her distrustful expression, An Rong raised her eyebrows, "Abduct you and sell her."

Misha curled her lips, "If you sell it, I'm afraid of you?" She broke away from his hand, "I'm going to change clothes."

Soon, Misha changed into a loose T-shirt, a pair of denim shorts, and canvas shoes, and appeared in front of him lightly, "Let's go."

The two walked out of the other courtyard, and Yu Yi's car was already waiting there.

Seeing that he came prepared, Misha squinted at him and got into the car, "Why, where are you going to sell me?"

Before An Rong could speak, Yu Yi said, "Hey, who dares to betray Sister Sha now! My young master Rong will be the first to kill that person!"

Misha raised her eyebrows and looked at An Rong. An Rong's ears were red, and she frowned and said, "Do you drive with your mouth?"

Yu Yi chuckled, "I'm silent, I'm silent."

The car started slowly, and Misha looked out the window boredly, "Where are we going?"

"Go pick out a dress for you."

Misha was taken aback, "A dress?"

An Rong looked at her, then turned his gaze away, "You won't forget that tomorrow is your brother's wedding?"

"...So what?" Misha turned her head away as if unwilling to say more, and nestled in the spacious rear seat.

"How is it?" An Rong smiled, but the smile was a little angry, "As his only sister, of course I want to dress you up for the wedding!"

"I don't want it!" Misha subconsciously refused, "It doesn't matter what I wear, it's not my wedding."

"No," An Rong rejected her so mercilessly for the first time, "You are my fiancée now, if you are rude, it is not Mi En's face that will be lost, but mine, do you understand?"

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand!" Misha got angry again, turned around, and glared at him again, "Why do you want to help me make decisions? I just dress like I am now, and I think it's ok Ah! I don't know how to wear a dress!"

She didn't know what she was fussing about, but she didn't want anyone to control her!

Yu Yi in the front seat sighed faintly.

These two are like children, arguing a lot for three days and a little arguing every day, is it interesting?

Hey, he really broke his heart~

An Rong's eyes swept over her, he smiled instead of anger, leaned forward, approaching her, "You are afraid."

"I'm afraid? What am I afraid of?" Misha's voice raised a lot.

He said casually, "You are afraid, you are not as beautiful as Miss Rose, and you are not as temperamental as her."

Misha's brows twitched, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "Me? Afraid of her?"

An Rong nodded solemnly, "Otherwise? Why don't you want to dress up nicely? You don't have self-confidence, do you?" As he spoke, he smiled again, "I think so, there are a few beauties on the side of the Hunter Alliance. Last time Those two who came over are very beautiful, especially Starscream, who claims to be the ultimate beauty among bounty hunters..."

Misha gritted her teeth, and slapped her thigh with a "snap", "Hmph, isn't it just a competition for beauty! Sister, who am I afraid of?"

Turning around, sitting upright, he growled, "Yu Yi, why haven't you arrived yet? How long are you going to drive at such a slow speed?"

Yu Yi was wronged, why, when Rong Shao and Sister Sha quarreled, he was always the one who was unlucky in the end?

An Rong withdrew his gaze, with a sense of certainty and comfort in the corner of his mouth.

In fact, it is not complicated at all to understand this woman.

As long as he is willing to put in a little thought, she will be presented to him without any flaws like a piece of white paper.The clearer he could see, the more he couldn't look away...

Yu Yi speeded up and finally arrived at the destination.

The car stopped, and Misha pushed the door vigorously, "Where is it?"

Yu Yi was a little frightened by her aura, and stretched out his fingers tremblingly, "Uh... the front, the front is..."

Misha walked over in a few steps and opened the door, "I want the most beautiful dress!!"

A lion's roar frightened the clerk inside.

At this time, An Rong walked in with a doting smile on her face, rubbed her simple ponytail with her big hands, and then put her arms around her shoulders, "I'm sorry, I just offended my fiancee. I'm angry."

In a word, the embarrassment will be lifted immediately.

The clerks immediately smiled understandingly, and greeted An Rong enthusiastically. Looking at An Rong's expression, they were all kinds of worship.

It would be nice to have such a considerate and personable fiancé...

Misha glared at An Rong, and this guy came out with a weak face to bluff!She can guarantee that if those women see him fighting outside, they will disappear within three meters in diameter!

"Two days ago, I ordered a dress from Italy." An Rong said quietly.

The clerks heard, "Are you Mr. An?"

He nodded.

"The dress just arrived this morning, we are about to call you~"

As he said that, someone brought the dress, "Is this lady going to wear it? Hehe, don't worry, it has been modified according to the size you requested."

Misha's eyebrows twitched violently again, she stared at An Rong, lowered her voice, and said with a half smile, "Mr. An, may I ask, what's going on?"

How did this guy know her size?

An Rong smiled slightly, wrapped her arms around her waist, and caressed her palms inadvertently, causing Misha's body to tremble, and her cheeks turned red suddenly.

"My touch has always been precise."