Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

"What else are you going to do?" Zhong Nanyu's side eyes, deep eyes, "marry me sooner or later."

“......”

At this moment, Su Mian had an impulse. She really wanted to rush over and strangle the arrogant Mr. Zhong around her.

Well, she admits to marrying him sooner or later, but she always has the right to choose when to marry him?

Besides, will you die if you tell her in advance?

This sudden passive feeling made Su Mian feel very unhappy.

......

Su Mian, with a tight face, went all the way back to the hotel.

After entering the room, she went into the bedroom without looking back.

Close the door, Zhong Nange turns around and sees Su Mian who goes straight to the bedroom. He is preparing to go there. The door is knocked, and there is Yan Qingming's voice outside the door.

Fu turned and opened the door. Zhong Nanyu looked at Yan Qingming outside the door, "what's up?"

"Mr. Zhong, there will be a video conference with the United States at 10 o'clock tonight."

Zhong nangui remembered the video conference in the evening.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It's nine fifty now and the meeting will begin in ten minutes.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qingming. "Prepare first. I'll go to your room later."

"OK."

Zhong Nanyu closed the door and turned into the bedroom.

There is no one in the bedroom. There is a light in the bathroom and there is a sound of water in it.

Zhong nangui walked over, stood outside the door and said to Su Mian inside, "I have a video conference at 10 o'clock. After taking a bath, you go to bed first. Don't wait for me."

The sound of water inside continued, and Su Mian ignored him.

Zhong Nanyu had no choice but to hook her lips, but she didn't say anything. She raised her feet and turned away.

......

Su Mian came out after taking a bath. She was the only one left in the room.

She heard what Zhong nangui had just said outside the bathroom, so she didn't care about him. She dried her hair and went to bed.

Before going to bed, I chatted with Shen Ruhua on wechat. She told her to go back to Beicheng early tomorrow morning.

Shen Ruhua told her that she had divided with the little fresh meat.

Su Mian praised her, and then advised her to live a good life and stop messing around.

They talked for a while and went to bed.

It is estimated that he slept too much during the day. It is nearly eleven o'clock now, but Su Mian is not sleepy.

She rolled around in bed wrapped in a quilt. Finally, she felt sleepy, but there was a sound of opening the door outside.

Su Mian knows that Zhong Nange must have come back.

So she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

......

After an hour's video conference, Zhong Nange handled several urgent emails.

When he returned to his room, it was almost early morning.

At this point, Su Mian must have fallen asleep. He lightened his steps and entered the bedroom. Only a small floor lamp was lit in the room. The light was dim. He could only see the little woman sleeping on the bed.

He didn't move. He seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Zhong Nan took off his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, Su Mian, who originally closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, slowly opened his eyes.

Clear eyes, no sleep.

She didn't dare to move. Listening to the movement in the bathroom, her heart beat faster inexplicably.

Soon, the sound of the water stopped.

Su Mian immediately closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

However, the already disordered heartbeat vibrates more and more like thunder in this silent night.

When she came out of the bathroom, Zhong Nanyu only had a bath towel around her waist.

The bath towel was loose, and the light of a falling lamp came down. I still clearly saw the looming abdominal muscles in his waist.

Strong and powerful.

His pajamas were put aside. He raised his hand, pulled away the bath towel around his waist and put on his pajamas.

His hair was half wet. If he put it before, he would go straight to bed.

But after taking a look at Su Mian sleeping on the side, he went aside, took the hair dryer and went into the bathroom.

After drying his hair, he came out and went to bed.

The room is air-conditioned, so it's not cold.

Zhong nanqin looked at Su Mian, who wrapped the whole quilt tightly around her. He thought she was ill. He stretched out his hand and gently touched her forehead.

Normal temperature, he put his heart down.

Reaching out, he lifted a corner of the quilt and went in.

After lying down, he turned over and lay on her side, habitually raised his hand, hooked Su Mian's shoulder, gently forced her into his arms.

Su Mian, who was held in his arms, began to breathe unsteadily.

Smelly man, why are you holding so tight?

Her nose was right on his chest, so she couldn't breathe

Su Mian couldn't hold back. He moved in his arms, turned his back and lay facing him.

I wanted to pretend I didn't wake up and continue to sleep.

But the man holding her had said, "wake up?"

Su Mian, "..."

Mr. Zhong, did your eye see me awake?

Su Mian didn't move or say a word.

Keep your eyes closed and pretend to sleep.

Zhong Nanji knew she was awake.

From the moment he hugged her, he obviously felt the stiffness of her body.

At the moment, he looked at the woman who turned his back to him and didn't say a word. The corners of his lips lifted up and stretched out his hand

When his big hand touched the skin around her waist, Su Mian couldn't hold it anymore.

She reached out and pressed the big hand trying to make trouble.

The body of the man behind him pasted up, and his hard chest pressed against her back.

Hard and soft, it's hard for people to ignore.

Then Su Mian heard him chuckle, and then he rolled over and pressed up.

Su Mian opened her eyes and stared at him by the light of the landing night lamp. "You go down."

"Have been waiting for me, eh?" Zhong Nange said, bending over to kiss her.

Su Mian leaned away from his falling lips, raised his hand against his chasing face, and urgently argued for himself, "I just sleep too much during the day. I can't sleep. Who's waiting for you."

"Can't sleep now?"

Su Mian ignored him.

Zhong Nanyu reached out and held her against his little hand, pressed it on both sides of her body, bowed her head and kissed her.

"Well," said Su Mian, avoiding his lips and breathing a little hurriedly, "don't kiss first. I have something to ask you."

In the dead of night, his favorite woman is under him.

Tell him not to kiss. How can he resist it?

Not allowing him to kiss her lips, Zhong Nanyu slipped all the way and kissed her white and tender neck.

Su Mian's whole body was softened by the feeling of crisp and numb on his neck.

"Villain," she said, wriggling under him, "I have something to say. Stop first."

As soon as the movement on his lips stagnated, Zhong Nanyu finally stopped.

He pressed on her and didn't move. He just looked up at her. The bottom of his dark eyes was full of interrupted desire and dissatisfaction.

"Say."

"Yes," Su Mian reached out and pushed his heavy body on her, "can you go down first?"

"No." Zhong nanqin loosened her hand and went to unbutton her pajamas.

Su Mian raised his hand, pressed his big hand and said in a hurry, "can you listen to me?"

The good thing was interrupted, and Zhong Nanyu didn't look depressed.

He raised his eyes and frowned slightly. "I'll give you a minute. Speak quickly."

"It's about marriage."

"Yes."

"Well, even if I want to marry you, it's our business to get married. We have to discuss it. Come on, you can't decide everything?"

"I didn't decide," Zhong answered solemnly. "If it were all up to me, I wouldn't take you to choose jewelry tonight."

"But can't you tell me in advance before you go to choose jewelry?"

"If you say in advance, you won't go?"

"... I didn't say I couldn't go."

"What's the difference between saying and not saying."

Su Mian was gasping for breath.

She felt she couldn't communicate with Zhong Nange at all.

The way two people deal with things is quite different, and naturally, their views on this matter are quite opposite.

If we continue to argue, it will only lead to the deadlock of the hard and good relationship again.

So Su Mian took a deep breath, reached out and pushed the man still pressing on her, and whispered, "get up early tomorrow and go to bed."

Then she closed her eyes directly.

Her obviously cold tone and sudden emotional change were like a bucket of cold water, which watered out all the enthusiasm of Zhong Nanyu.

He turned over and got out of bed. Without saying a word, he went straight to the living room.

After he left, Su Mian slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the lights from the living room, my heart was filled with sad emotions pouring in like a tide.

The eyes were sour and tears came down.

Before the cold war, Yu Miao advised her, "the reason why you two quarrel is that the communication is not in place. Don't hold your heart and tell him clearly if you have anything."

Hearing this, Su Mian thought it was very reasonable.

There was little communication between her and Zhong Nanyu, so there was a misunderstanding.

So this time, she was a little unhappy about ordering jewelry and felt that she didn't get the respect he deserved.

She wanted to speak out and thought he should understand.

After all, we can figure it out as long as we think about it in another position.

But what happened?

The tears in the corners of my eyes flow more and more.

Afraid to let him hear her choking voice, Su Mian bit the corner of her lip tightly to keep her from crying.

She thought, maybe she and Zhong Nanyu really don't fit together.

He is too strong and likes to control everything.

She seems soft, but she also has her own opinion and doesn't like to be controlled.

If they are forced together, there will only be more and more contradictions and will eventually become strangers.

......

In front of the French window, Zhong Nanyu was smoking.

He is very upset and irritable.

I don't understand why the two people who were good at the last moment suddenly became like this.

He smoked one cigarette after another. The smoke not only didn't calm his irritability, but made him more upset.

He raised his hand and pressed out the cigarette butt between his fingers. He raised his feet and sat down in front of the sofa.

Take out the mobile phone, open the address book, look for it, and finally lock Zhong Nanni.

I wanted to dial a phone directly, but after thinking about it, it was early in the morning. He was not sure whether she was asleep.

Finally, he hesitated and sent a wechat.

When she received his message, Zhong Nanni had just taken a bath and was ready to go to bed.