As soon as he spoke, Misha was stunned on the spot, her eyes widening in surprise.
After An Rong finished speaking, he was slightly startled. Then he lowered his eyes calmly and said, "Just tell me." He turned his eyes and looked at the products on the shelf.
"Hey! You can say whatever you want, but I take it seriously!" Misha followed enthusiastically, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do now. If you buy this supermarket, I will count you as the major shareholder and make a lot of money.
After getting the money, what about our Sanqi?"
He turned around, "Me Qi?"
Misha shook her head, "I am seven."
An Rong turned around and said, "No need to talk."
"Oh, we can discuss it again, why are you trying to dampen other people's enthusiasm like this!"
"I will suffer a great loss from doing business with you."
"That's four or six!"
"Me six?"
"Are you kidding me? Of course it's me!"
"...it's better to leave paradise here so that everyone can enjoy it."
The two of them talked all the way, and Misha picked out some needed ingredients from time to time and put them in the shopping cart. An Rong was in a place like this, and there were so many people gathering around her from time to time. It didn't feel natural at first. After turning around a few times, it just
Relax slowly.
“How about chicken curry for dinner?”
Misha picked up the chicken and shook it at him.
An Rong nodded and said he had no objection. He was never picky about what he ate, and he was also a well-served young master at home.
Misha picked up another piece of ribs, "Then... where are the ribs?"
"good."
"fish?"
"OK."
Misha was depressed, put everything back to its original place, crossed her arms and looked at him, "I said Mr. An, how can a person be so unintentional?"
An Rong casually picked up the things she had just put back one by one and threw them into the car. "You have to have your own opinions. Just like eating, I have never had any objections."
Misha said happily, "Okay, let Yu Yi make his omelette rice that night."
An Rong's expression froze, and she silently put the ribs and fish back, "It's better to have curry chicken."
Misha suppressed her laughter and turned around gracefully, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
The two of them walked around the supermarket for a long time, and finally came out with a cart full of things.
Seeing him about to pick up those things, Misha immediately stopped him, "Wait!"
An Rong looked back at her. She gave him the small bag, then picked up a bag herself, opened the car trunk, and stuffed them all in. She turned around and moved the others in one after another.
An Rong stood there, with a somewhat touched expression on his face, and something strange gradually flashed across his eyes.
After putting the things away, Misha clapped her hands, turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Hey, don't think too much, I don't mean to hurt your male self-esteem. It's just that your health has just gotten better, and I
I'm just being considerate of you! Next time, there won't be such a thing as a beautiful woman serving you."
She stood in the sun, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which was crystal clear.
Just staring at her like this, he almost didn't think about it. He subconsciously took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead...
Misha was startled at first, then raised her eyes curiously and looked at him for a moment.
His smile now... is so kind.
Not far away, Gashi was sitting in the car. When he saw the two people over there, he turned and said, "Commander, they look like there should be no problem."
Bi Xiaoran's eyes were also locked on that side, and when he saw the warm expression on An Rong's face, his eyebrows slightly raised.
An Rong, what on earth are you doing?
An Rong was stunned again when he realized what he had done. However, he did not show any discomfort. Instead, he calmly gave her the handkerchief, "This is a reward."
"..."
Misha is so depressed!
What kind of reward is this?!
"Mr. An, can you just give me a handkerchief?" Misha complained and got into the car, "I don't know if you have used it!"
An Rong looked at her funny through the car mirror, "Don't worry, they are all disinfected."
Misha frowned. Could it be that he thought she disliked his illness...
Thinking of this, she immediately and decisively put the handkerchief into her close-fitting bag and raised her eyebrows at him, "This is considered the first payment."
Seeing all her little movements, An Rong's eyes became a little gentler, then he raised his eyes and stared at her, "Mi En has a very kind sister."
"Me? Kind?" Misha looked at him with disdain, "Why do I feel like you are scolding me?"
He smiled and said, "No."
Misha curled her lips and said no? From her ears, it was obvious that there was!!
After returning, Yu Yi was shocked and said in disbelief, "Sister Shashasha! You, you, you, you actually asked our young master to drive for you?!"
Misha picked up the snacks she bought and packed them back to the room. As she walked, she said, "What happened to him driving? Is there anything strange?"
"Sister Sha, my young master never drives for others!!" Yu Yi looked like he wanted to reason for his young master, but Misha was confused, "Why?"
"Why?! Because he is Young Master Rong!" Yu Yi almost pressed her shoulder, trying desperately to shake her awake.
Seeing his excited look, Misha blinked her eyes and said, "ok, ok, I understand." She was busy comforting Yu Yi, "Young Master Rong is made of pure gold, and you can never drive for others again! I
Guaranteed, there will be no next time.”
Hearing what she said, Yu Yi snorted and walked away.
Misha shook her head and laughed. However, thinking about the way An Rong drove, it seemed that... it was indeed not a good match.
She hurriedly patted her cheek, fearing that she would also be possessed by Yu Yi.
Seeing that it was almost time, Misha walked into the kitchen and started preparing lunch.
In recent days, her mood has calmed down a lot, and she doesn't think about things that would bother her or make her sad. In fact, life must go on no matter what. Happiness is only one day, and sadness is also one day. There is no need to turn yourself into a tragedy.
The classic image of.
In that case... Mien wouldn't be happy either.
Just like this, it's not bad to be in a strange environment with people who don't know you well.
…
The story of Misha and An Rong soon spread throughout the bounty hunter circle. The relationship between the two was exaggerated, and it was said that the bounty hunter alliance had actually been taken over by the mercenary group and existed in name only.
After Gu Xicen heard the news, he immediately called for Mi En. Mi En had just heard about it not long ago, and his face was always gloomy. Gu Xicen looked at him and handed him a stack of photos, "Misha, don't you?"
It’s like a joke.”
Mi En slowly took the photo and opened it. At a glance, he saw An Rong standing face to face with her, wiping the sweat from her forehead. The smile in his eyes was so obvious. They were both men. He
How can we not understand the changes?
"The photo was sent to me by the commander," Gu Xicen said calmly, "He said An Rong would marry her."