Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Wen Cheng put the new slippers into the shoe cabinet and straightened up. His deep eyes fell on Gu Rong's cheek, and he was surprised to realize that he had never taken a good look at Gu Rong before.

I only have a general impression of her. The ends of her eyes are very beautiful, with a slightly upward curve. There is a very light brown mole on her fair earlobe.

Wen Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Gu Rong, I want to pursue you, is it okay?"

Gu Rong thought she heard wrongly. She blinked and looked at Wen Cheng without blinking. She didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations on the surface, but her voice was weak, "Wen Cheng, are you serious?"

They had only known each other for less than a month, and Gu Rong found it incredible that Wen Cheng wanted to pursue her.

Wen Cheng pursed his lips. He was very calm, at least in Gu Rong's opinion.

Gu Rong is good-looking, and has met some suitors since childhood. Gu Rong tried hard to recall the confession scenes he had experienced in the past, and picked through his memories. In the end, he found that none of the scenes were the same as the current scene.

Wen Cheng was so calm that Gu Rong thought she was hallucinating. Maybe Wen Cheng had gone back to the room as usual.

But Wen Cheng's voice brought Gu Rong back to reality.

His voice was still a little hoarse, "Gu Rong, I'm serious. I know very well now that I want you."

As soon as the last four words came out, Gu Rong's cheeks immediately turned red. She hugged the flowers in her arms tightly and took a hard breath.

Gu Rong looked at Wen Cheng, and she exhaled, "Wen Cheng, I don't like such jokes."

"I'm not kidding." Wen Cheng put his hands on Gu Rong's shoulders, pressed his fingertips slightly, and gently clasped her shoulders. The two looked at each other, and Wen Cheng's voice was steady and resounding:

"Gu Rong, I'm sorry, I scared you. But, what I said is true. You are the first woman I have wanted in so many years. I want to marry you, Gu Rong, I want you to be My wife, so that we can be together legitimately."

Gu Rong was stunned for a moment, then exhaled and curled his lips towards Wen Cheng. His voice sounded a little nervous and at a loss, "Wen Cheng, can you let me think about it?"

Hearing this, Wen Cheng smiled. He couldn't help but gently hugged Gu Rong into his arms across the flowers.

"Sorry Gu Rong, I'll just give you a hug."

Gu Rong pursed her lips, wondering if she had discovered a side of Wen Cheng that others didn't know?

Soon, Wen Cheng let go of Gu Rong. He looked at her. Facing the woman he liked and valued, Wen Cheng put away all his strength and pride. Facing Gu Rong, he gave all the patience he could. and preference.

Just because Wen Cheng didn't want Gu Rong to be wronged.

"Gu Rong, I will wait for you." Wen Cheng said.

Gu Rong nodded, quickly turned around and went upstairs with Hua in his arms.

She was walking in a hurry and almost tripped over the stairs when she went upstairs. Wen Cheng felt nervous and immediately asked someone to lay carpets at home.

Gu Rong returned to the room, placed the baby's breath on the bedside, and immediately threw himself on the bed. Gu Rong was wrapped in the quilt, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, blinking at the scenery outside and sighing.

Why did Wen Cheng suddenly want to marry her?

Gu Rong couldn't figure it out. She knew herself. There were many people in the world who were better suited to Wen Cheng than her. Besides, this heartbeat came too suddenly.

Gu Rong turned over and lay on her back on the bed. She reached out and grabbed her hair.

What Wen Cheng said at the door came to mind again. Gu Rong pulled the quilt to his chin and carefully considered what Wen Cheng said.

But as she thought about it, Gu Rong's thoughts went astray. She thought of her mother's marriage to Gu Tianlai, and Gu Rong's marriage to Liu Peilan, and Gu Rong was a little scared.

But at this time, Wen Cheng would appear in her mind again. He always left home at night and returned home the next morning, as if he was doing a very dangerous job.

Gu Rong turned over and lay on her side on the bed again. Her white teeth bit her slender fingertips, and she began to look inwards to understand her heart.

She doesn't seem to have any special feelings for Wen Cheng. When a man and a woman get along, it is inevitable that they will have some ambiguous feelings, but this small feeling is fleeting and far from the level of love.

When Gu Rong gets married, she must marry the person she likes.

The other party must give her the respect she deserves. They should be equal. The rights and respect they deserve are what Gu Rong must fight for before getting married.

And can Wen Cheng understand these things about personal freedom?

She thought about herself again. Ever since she was a child, Gu Rong had never been tempted. She didn't know what it felt like to like someone, and she suddenly felt at a loss about her feelings for Wen Cheng.

If she mistook her vague good feelings for love, it would be a great injustice to Wen Cheng.

Gu Rong sighed and complained about Wen Chenglai in his heart. The next second, he felt that it was not her fault.

When dawn arrived, Gu Rong drowsily opened his eyes and vaguely heard a noise coming from the corridor.

Rapid but still steady footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the sound of opening and closing doors kept ringing, mixed with various swear words and the sound of fists hitting the wall.

Gu Rong opened his eyes, without turning on the desk lamp, and walked to the door in the dark. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a burly man face to face.

Gu Rong was startled. This man was dressed in black and stood expressionlessly at the door. He looked at Gu Rong with his deep black eyes and looked like he was going to strangle Gu Rong to death in the next second.

"Who are you?" Gu Rong asked after a pause. She quickly took two steps back, her intuition telling Gu Rong that this man was very smiling.

Meng Qi stared at Gu Rong for a few seconds. Gu Rong's clothes showed that she went to bed without taking off her clothes last night, and now she opened the door in the dark. She has a pretty face.

It was obvious that Meng Qi mistook Gu Rong as someone sent by his enemy.

Meng Qi snorted coldly, and without leaving, grabbed Gu Rong's wrist and pulled her out of the room. Gu Rong frowned, her fear slowly disappeared, and her heart was filled with the unhappiness of being offended.

She hates men who don't respect women.

"Don't touch me!" Gu Rong shook off Meng Qi's hand in disgust.

The next second, Gu Rong was suddenly pushed to the fence. His body shook and he almost fell off the fence.

Gu Rong was so angry that she glared at the tall man, "If I had fallen just now, I would never let you go!"

Meng Qi sneered. He approached Gu Rong, and a Swiss Army knife appeared in his hand.

A cold feeling came from Gu Rong's back. Gu Rong pursed his lips and his pupils tightened, "It is illegal to kill someone."

"Are you worthy of saying this?" Meng Qi's tone was sarcastic. He had never been merciful to people sent by his enemies to get close to Wen Cheng.