An Ran noticed the movement at the door. He turned back to look at Mi Xiaojia and asked, "What's wrong?" He didn't realize how gentle his voice was, so soft that it seemed like it could drip water.
The charming crimson color in his eyes made Mi Xiaojia feel slightly uncomfortable. She concealed her emotions with a bright smile and said abruptly: "I found you wearing black, it feels a bit strange."
In her impression, An Ran never wore black. He wore red flowers and green willows, but he did not like black.
Therefore, this was the first time she saw An Ran wearing a black suit. He was actually a little more steady than his usual suave appearance.
Mi Xiaojia felt like laughing when she thought about using words like "stable" on An Ran.
She returned to the living room, recalling the concentration when An Ran looked at her just now, and always felt a little uneasy.
After dinner was ready, the two of them sat together and ate quietly. An Ran only focused on eating the vegetables, and would bring dishes to Mi Xiaojia from time to time. Apart from these actions, he did not say a single extra word.
After the two of them finished dinner, An Ran washed the dishes automatically and consciously. Not long after, he came out again and sat down with Mi Xiaojia.
"What are you doing?" Mi Xiaojia withdrew her hand forcefully, thinking that An Ran was back to her old ways and wanted to take advantage of her, so the volume increased a notch, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes.
An Ran didn't expect Mi Xiaojia's reaction to be so big. He shrank his hands awkwardly and showed a wry smile.
Only then did Mi Xiaojia realize that her reaction was a bit exaggerated. She coughed lightly, stood in front of Anran and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
An Ran nodded, "I want to ask you if you can move later? I have no other intention. I just feel that when you are in this home, it feels very warm. If you leave, I am afraid that I will follow you."
He rubbed his hands nervously, worried about Mi Xiaojia's next reaction.
This is definitely not a show, he really wants to keep Mi Xiaojia.
He also knew that this was a bit difficult. After all, no woman would not live with her husband after getting married...
"Why are you running away from me? Mr. An, I've wanted to ask you something for a long time. Why do you run into a small den like mine instead of living in your own villa? I remember you once said that this place is a doghouse."
, not suitable for a noble man like you..."
Mi Xiaojia talked a lot, but after she had been nagging for a long time, she realized that An Ran was no longer around.
At some point, An Ran was standing at the door, with the lights half dimmed, and his bleak back could be seen.
She should feel sympathy, but she just felt that An Ran was acting. His acting skills were very average, so even a rough person like her could see his affectation.
"I just like to be by your side." Just when Mi Xiaojia was complaining about An Ran's poor acting skills, An Ran's deep and hoarse voice reached Mi Xiaojia's ears.
"I'm not your nanny, why are you staying with me? You don't even think about how carefree your glorious life was before. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to give up the life of a rich man and live with a pauper like me. Yes.
"Hey, you've been hanging out with me a lot lately, why don't you go out to find beauties and be your playboy?" Mi Xiaojia's voice faded away.
After saying this, she suddenly realized that An Ran had been staying with her recently and didn't go out to nightclubs or look for women. It was strange.
"It's boring." An Ran looked back at Mi Xiaojia. After a long time, she sighed and walked into her bedroom.
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I have a bad cold and am dizzy. I really can’t write anymore. There are only two updates today.
