Chapter 281 I Like to Hear You Call Me An An

The two people who were accidentally entangled on the sofa were already too intimate.

Some different emotions fermented between the two.

Su Qing pulled her husband and her son, and left the living room quietly.

And what about Qiao Mu'er?

When she realized that everything was Yue Zheng's bitter meat, she had already been turned over by the man and pressed into the large sofa.

"Yue Zheng, you lied to me..." Qiao Mu'er frowned, staring at the man who pressed her under him.

His eyes were so deep and blue, and he fixed on her face motionlessly: "I didn't lie to you, it's true to kneel down, and it's true to want to marry you... Mu'er, will you marry me?"

"You, Yue Zheng... Don't do this..." Qiao Mu'er's voice got stuck in her throat, she couldn't bear such a Yue Zheng.

She had never seen such a soulful Yue Zheng before.

What he said in the past would make her suspicious, make her not believe it, and dare not love.

But at this moment, seeing the gleam of stars in his eyes, she knew that everything he said was true.

She knew it from the time he was proudly kneeling in front of her family.

Such a proud man, he was not forced to kneel down, but took the initiative to kneel. What did that kneel mean? It's just that Qiao Muer didn't dare to think about it, not that she didn't understand.

"My name is An An, I like to hear you call me An An."

The man's voice was low and deep, and he said completely irrelevant things to her.

Ann, Ann...

It had been years since she had heard her call him that.

The girl who used to chase after him was almost lost by him.

He wants to hear her call him An An again.

"I..." A layer of mist quickly appeared in Qiao Mu'er's eyes, her throat became even more hoarse, and she couldn't make a sound.

The word 'An'an' was once spoken so skillfully, how difficult it has become at this moment.

I don't know since when, 'An An' has become a name that can only be pronounced when she is drunk or in a dream.

Yue Zhengyou looked at her with deep ice blue eyes, "Mu'er, call me."

His voice was magnetic and low, mixed with soft coaxing.

The entanglement between the two people tossed and turned, and Yue Zheng knew that it was all between this name.

As long as Mu'er is willing to call him 'An An' again, it means she is willing to let go of her heart.

As long as their hearts are open, they still have a chance.

There has never been a moment when Yue Zheng was so sober and calm.

He was neither jealous nor angry nor coercive nor coercive, he just stared at Mu'er with encouraging eyes, waited for her to adapt slowly, and slowly called out——

Qiao Mu'er's soft and pink lips opened and closed, and the two words had to be spit out several times, and were stuck on the tip of the tongue several times.

Until the time passed by, Qiao Mu'er still did not speak.

Yue Zheng's eyes filled with anticipation gradually dimmed, and he finally found out what he had missed. Mu'er really couldn't say it, and she could no longer call him 'An An'.

"It's okay, we can take it slow..." Yue Zheng told himself that he couldn't force it.

He comforted with a hoarse voice, but as soon as the words came out, he heard a thin mosquito's voice coming from - "An..."

Yue Zheng was suddenly stunned, and lowered his eyes to look at the villain in his arms: "What did you call me just now?"

Did Mu'er call him 'An An'?

Mu'er's voice was so small and soft, he wasn't even sure for a while whether it was those two words that she called out.

"An An..." Qiao Mu'er's voice was not quite sure, and she trembled slightly.

The joy in Yue Zheng's eyes had already poured out. He pinched Qiao Mu'er's round and cute little chin and pecked at her soft lips: "Mu'er, call again..."