"Call Ye or call me husband!" I was suppressed by Bing Yeyu's overbearing order before I could say anything.
"Um, can you not do it?" I asked cautiously. Because calling it that way is really ambiguous! It makes it seem like we have something to do with each other! There is innocence between me and him!
"Okay." Bing Yeyu unexpectedly did not refuse this time and answered me without hesitation.
Suddenly he lowered his head and looked at me, his eyes seeming to threaten me.
"Forget it, I'll just call him!" I was completely trusted. Because just now in the car he was so domineering and told me to call me his nickname, but now he agreed without hesitation that I didn't need to say it. This clearly meant that he had
What a ghost!
"Bing Ye...Ye!" Woo... it's really awkward to scream!
"What's wrong, baby?" Bing Yeyu lowered his head and asked me.
"Um, do you have so many maids at home?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know, I've never cared about this, but there will be two maids specifically responsible for taking care of you waiting outside your room. If you need anything, you can call them. They will take care of me when I'm not at home in the future.
Yours, and baby, you made a mistake just now! This is not my home, it is ours." Bing Yeyu's domineering voice came from above my head, but I didn't listen to his last words carefully, because when Bing Yeyu
I was stunned when Yu said the first sentence. What does 'my room' mean? What does 'responsible for taking care of me' mean? What does he mean by this, is that I will live here from now on?
"You mean, I will live here from now on?" I looked at him with a sad face, hoping that he would tell me the answer "no".
"Otherwise, honey? Do you want to go back to that orphanage?" Bing Yeyu lowered his head and asked me with a raised eyebrow.
Well... To be honest, I originally planned to beg him to let me go back to the orphanage after dinner, but now it seems that it is impossible. Do I really want to live in this damn villa in the future? Ugh...
··I don’t want it!
"Don't we have nothing to do with each other? Isn't it good to live together like this?" I originally wanted to persuade him, but when I blurted it out like this, it changed completely. It felt like I really wanted to have something with Bing Yeyu.
Like a relationship.
Before she could quibble, Bing Yeyu's proud voice came from above: "So, honey, you really want to have anything to do with me? Well... let me think about it, should I marry you tomorrow?
I’ll cook your raw rice into cooked rice tonight...”
Wow! I cry! Isn’t it the same to marry me as to make me a cooked meal? The same purpose is to take me as your own! I hate my mouth! I’m so good at talking!
"I was wrong! I didn't mean it at all!" I argued excitedly! If he really did that, I would be finished!! Even though this guy is super handsome! Super rich! Super powerful! Super gentle to me!
But I don't want to marry into a gangster family at all.