The two words 'escape from marriage' were like a bomb, which immediately startled Hao Miaomiao. She was stunned for five seconds before she recovered.
"What?! Escape from marriage?!" Hao Miaomiao's screaming voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mi Ruo, you must not talk nonsense. If such words are heard by a man, especially your Li Yan
Man, do you know what the consequences will be?!"
"I know." Mi Ruo shuddered, knowing without even thinking how terrible the result would be.
"That's okay, I'm telling you, don't think about anything, just be content with being the bride-to-be, got it?"
"……good."
After the call was disconnected, Mi Ruo held the phone in silence for a long time before coming out of the bathroom.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Li Yan sitting comfortably on the edge of the bed, with his arms spread out on the backrest behind him, as if he liked this posture very much and had the aura to survey the world.
The unsuspecting Mi Ruo was completely frightened. Her eyes widened and she asked, "When did you come up? Why didn't I hear any sound?"
The man curled his lips, his handsome face looked nonchalant, "Are you scared like this? You are really weird. You are usually so courageous when you quarrel with me, but now you are timid."
Mi Ruo's heart was pounding, and she was getting angrier, "Haven't you heard a sentence? It's scary, scary to death!"
Li Yan's smile gradually widened, and suddenly she felt that she looked pretty when she was angry.
Mi Ruo ignored him and took the hair dryer to dry her hair.
Her waist is slender, and when her arms are raised, the waistline of her skirt is also raised. Her clothes bulge in front of her chest and are fastened at the buttons. Her figure is very graceful, and she has a quiet charm in the humid bathroom.
There is a strand of disobedient hair stuck to the center of Mi Ruo's back, winding on her beautiful spine. When the hair dryer blows on the left, it hides to the right, and when the hair dryer blows on the right, it hides to the left again. She can't blow it no matter what.
A wisp of black.
While the arms and body were twisting unintentionally, the woman's softness and fullness were looming under the cover, which aroused the nerves of Li Yan who was watching her.
This is the charm of Mi Ruo. She is not deliberately showing anything. She never feels that she has anything to do with beauties and stunners, so she behaves naturally and without concealment. But in Li Yan's eyes, it has become a temptation (harmony).
) The beautiful scenery was breathtaking. Looking at her slender back, he had the illusion of having a fever and dreaming.
As if sleepwalking, Li Yan stood up and walked over to take the hot hair dryer in her hand. He only realized what he was doing when he saw Mi Ruo looking back in panic.
Li Yan held up the wet hair to show her and dried it carefully.
Mi Ruo stared blankly at the mirror. The handsome man in the mirror was helping her meticulously, with a gentle gaze that she could not refuse. She felt that she must have seen a ghost, or that she had seen it wrong.
How is it possible? How could Li Yan have such a gentle look in his eyes?
Sure enough, when I looked at him again, the tenderness had disappeared, and his expression was calm and composed, nothing strange at all.
However, she could clearly feel his big hands gently and carefully wandering through her hair. Occasionally, he would clumsily tangle a hair, causing her pain. He would stop immediately, and then frown and ask her: "
Does it hurt?”
But without waiting for her to answer, she seemed to have lost her patience, looked disgusted, and simply threw away the hair dryer in her hand and said, "I really don't understand why you women have such long hair for nothing?!"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Mi Ruo's face. Ha, this is the behavior and words that Li Yan should have.
She shook her head and pretended not to hear his complaint. The man's back was reflected in the mirror, so she did not respond to him and picked up the hair dryer again.
Finally, all the hair was draped smoothly and neatly on the shoulders, and the hair dryer stopped making noise. At some point, it stopped raining outside, and the heavy clouds gave way to the clear evening sky. The setting sun painted the window red, and also brought light to the bedroom.
The person is evenly dyed with a layer of orange-red.
Mi Ruo suddenly remembered that when Li Yan took her to a wedding company a few days ago, she saw a sweet couple under the shade of a tree by the window. That scene made her heartache with envy. For a moment, she remembered that she had just seen Li Yan standing in the mirror.
In the scene of her blow-drying her hair behind her, two unrelated scenes seemed to overlap, as beautiful as a dream...
"Mi Ruo, come here for a moment."
Li Yan's cold voice woke her up. She was startled, realizing that she had such ridiculous thoughts as before. She couldn't help but shook her head and returned to reality.
She quickly rolled up the coil of the hair dryer, walked to Li Yan's side, and sat down, "What's the matter?"
The man reached out and took out a box and handed it to Mi Ruo.
"This is..." After saying only two words, she stopped talking.
It was an exquisite and small brocade box. Although it was exquisite, it looked ancient. If you look closely, it seemed to have some age. The size of the box could easily make people think that there was a ring lying inside.
She has seen too many scenes like this in bloody TV series, but this moment still made Mi Ruo's heart tremble slightly. She only felt that the brilliance of the ring was completely covered by the box, waiting for the future.
The hostess picked it up, opened it, and praised it.
In fact, she did so, picked it up, opened it, and then...
At just one glance, her soul was captured by the rose-shaped diamond in the center of the ring. It was beautiful, really beautiful. She could not find any appropriate words to describe the beauty of this ring.
Therefore, she was stunned on the spot and completely speechless.
"Don't you like it?" The man raised his eyebrows.
Mi Ruo couldn't help but stretched out her hand, gently touched the rose flower diamond at the top with her fingertips, and murmured, "Why a rose flower?"
Rose, commonly known as thorn rose, is also called thorn flower in some places. Just like her personality, it is prickly, stubborn and difficult to approach.
Thinking of this, the man smiled in her ear, "Because he looks a lot like you."
"It's very similar?" Mi Ruo was stunned, "You said I look like this kind of flower? How are we similar?"
Li Yan did not answer, but took out the ring, put it on her fingertips, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, not bad, it fits just right."
Mi Ruo retracted her hand, wanted to take it off, and rubbed the Tianhuang stone necklace around her neck, saying, "Why are you giving me this if you have nothing to do? I already have this necklace."
Naturally, Li Yan would not tell her the secret behind the Tianhuang stone necklace. He only explained: "In a wedding ceremony, a ring is a must-have. How can you not do without it?"
"Then you can give it to me when the time comes. Don't bring it to me now." The things he gave were naturally first-class goods. Without thinking, you could guess that they were expensive and Mi Ruo didn't want to wear them.
The main reason is that she is afraid of being lost. If she is really lost one day, how will she explain it?
Li Yan didn't care so much and asked her to wear it no matter what, "That won't work, you must wear it!"
"Why? I don't want to lose it. This thing is so valuable. What if I don't lose it and it gets robbed?"
"No, why don't you just take it off? Besides, with bodyguards protecting you, no one can get close to you." As he spoke, Li Yan's eyes fell on the rise and fall of her chest.