The billionaire dad is the president

An Xiaoxiao turned around and was about to leave, but her waist suddenly tightened, and her strong palm clasped her waist, forcing her into her arms. Before she could react, she fell into Mu Cheng's arms.

He hugged her tightly, using a lot of strength, and his body trembled slightly. For the first time, he buried his head in her neck, breathing in the unique smell of her body, and the strength of his iron arm became stronger and stronger. As if to rub her into his body.

An Xiaoxiao's waist hurt a little from being buckled by him, but she only raised her eyebrows, and just let him hug her like this.

Anyway, she can't escape, it's better to accept it than to suffer.

The two embraced each other in the moonlight, and the moonlight elongated the figures of the two, gradually forming a shadow of one person.

The moonlight is cool and the shadows are lonely.

"An Xiaoxiao, in the future, never betray me." Mu Cheng's cold voice echoed in her ears, carrying his unique aura of strength. His whole life, or perhaps the 26 years he lived, was all the same. People, except for Yeyan and others, he is almost alone, in the vast sea of ​​people, he has never owned anything, and he has never taken anything away. After 26 years alone, no one has said that he feels distressed, and he does not need anything. People are distressed.

However, this woman's casual words can tighten the most fragile string in his heart, even Xue Li, he has never felt this way.

An Xiaoxiao snuggled up in his arms, her heart agitated, but she didn't know how she was feeling at the moment, shy?Excited?Or maybe there is nothing at all, just plain and clear.

The heartache just blurted out, and when she realized it, it was too late to take it back. She didn't resist the feeling of being hugged by Mu Cheng from the bottom of her heart, and even overflowed with a little joy. She didn't know that she Why did he feel this way about this always cold man? Maybe he knew it, but he didn't dare to admit it.

His and her worlds are not on the same trajectory, just like two intersecting lines. After the intersection, the distance becomes farther and farther away, and finally becomes unreachable...

She knows this...

"Yeah." A simple word, but it expressed the most sincere thoughts in her heart, she is not against her will, no matter what happens to her and Mu Cheng, she will never betray him.

This man, what kind of experience has he experienced to be so afraid...

Mu Cheng's body froze for a second, and soon returned to normal. Today, he will make an exception...

Heart, cold for too long, will be numb.

"Go to sleep, it's too cold here." An Xiaoxiao flinched and said softly to Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng let go of his hand, glanced at her, his eyes returned to their usual icy coldness, turned around without looking at her again, and walked forward alone.

His slack and exception, he only allowed himself this one time.

five seconds.

An Xiaoxiao's lips were slightly curved. Compared with Mu Cheng who is sometimes fragile, she still likes such a strong and domineering him. Of course, it would be even better if he could withdraw a little bit of indifference.

This night, for the first time, the two slept without hugging each other.

An Xiaoxiao suffered from insomnia.

Mu Cheng also didn't sleep a wink all night.

The next morning, while An Xiaoxiao was still sleeping, the doorbell rang suddenly. Because she hardly slept last night, she didn't sleep until five o'clock this morning, so she didn't sleep until the doorbell rang N times. Reluctantly getting up, getting out of bed, putting on shoes, and hopping on one foot were all done subconsciously. She squinted her eyes halfway, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

The doorbell kept ringing, and she opened the door reluctantly. When the large bouquet of red roses appeared in front of her, she finally regained consciousness...

"Excuse me, is this Miss An?"

"Well... don't tell me, this flower is for me."

"Yes, you guessed it right, [-] roses~ You and your lover have such a good relationship. Nowadays, few men are so romantic. They send roses to their girlfriends every day. By the way, please sign for it first." The courier handed over the pen and paper. Coincidentally, this courier was the courier from last night.

An Xiaoxiao stood there in embarrassment, no need to look at the roses to know who sent them.

"That...can you return this flower?"

The courier was taken aback, and then smiled politely: "Miss An, we are only responsible for delivery, and this flower is also your lover's heart, so you just return it, I'm afraid it's not good."

An Xiaoxiao said helplessly, "He's not my lover..."

"Uh...Even if it's a suitor, Miss, you can't refuse him like that."

"Okay..." An Xiaoxiao signed the form, and the courier said a lot of persuasion before leaving.

An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, these days, even the couriers are so kind...

Take the card out of the roses, and there are a few big words on it: Miss An, I personally selected each rose today, I hope you like it --from: t Tang Yisheng.

An Xiaoxiao threw the postcard in his hand into the trash can, looked down at the pile of bloody red roses, and couldn't help but have a headache. Did Tang Yisheng lose his mind, or did he just come out of the Second Hospital and didn't take his medicine? It doesn't matter, why send yourself so many roses if you have nothing to do?Doesn't it cost money?

It's a good thing that Mu Cheng is not at home today, otherwise, seeing this big bouquet of roses, she might not be able to eat and walk around. She hasn't forgotten the warning he gave her yesterday.

While thinking about what to do with these roses, the phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

An Xiaoxiao picked up the phone and looked at it, frowning slightly, this is an unfamiliar number.

As soon as she got on the phone, Tang Yisheng's extremely gentle smile sounded in her ears: "Xiao Xiao, have you received the rose?"

An Xiaoxiao's face was slightly condensed, and she looked at the roses she put on the coffee table. She didn't tell him her mobile phone number and home address. How did he know?Could it be that he investigated himself?But that's also good, just to be able to explain clearly to him, otherwise, there would be endless bouquets of roses every day.

"I got the flowers."

"Oh? Do you like it? These flowers are all carefully selected by me." Tang Yisheng smiled slightly, his voice was gentle and gentle.

An Xiaoxiao frowned slightly: "I'm sorry, I don't like these roses very much, and I'm personally allergic to pollen, so I may have to win your kindness."

There was a pause for a second, and then she heard Tang Yisheng's slightly angry words: "I'm sorry, I didn't know in advance that you were allergic to pollen, and I am sorry for the trouble I caused you. Next time, I will send someone to give you a gift. People who are non-irritating to any allergies, lilies are actually more suitable for you than roses, to be honest."