My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zhao Anan crept out of his room and quietly put his ear on the door of Zheng Lun’s room. After a long frown, he frowned and said: "There is no movement at all! No! Isn’t Zheng Jing not at all?"

Mu Qing stood next to her, and she was so angry and funny.

What did he think she was secretly doing in the middle of the night, dare to come to listen to the corner!

Listening should also go to the room of Jing Yichen and Shangguan Ning, what can you hear when you come to Zheng Jing!

There was a pair of siblings inside, destined to happen nothing.

Zhao Anan's brain is rusty today!

Mu Qing shook his head, picked up Zhao Anan directly from the ground, and then carried it back to the bedroom.

Zhao An'an was resisted by him, she didn't struggle at all, she was still whispering: "What's the matter, Zheng Jing is still not a man! The stunning beauty can even bear it!"

Mu Qing was upset by her uncovered mouth: "I said, is Zhao Anan, is Zheng Jing a man? What does it have to do with you? You only need to pay attention to whether I am a man alone, and care about other men's abilities. What is the problem?"

Zhao Anan recovered, but refused to explain what Zheng Lun liked about Zheng Jing. Because she had promised to keep Zheng Lun secret, she would not even say Mu Qing.

"Okay, go to bed, but I want to go to bed, you sleep on the sofa!"

There is a sofa in her bedroom, but the key problem is that her sofa is a single sofa. It is no problem to sit on it alone. If you sleep on it, it is a kind of inhumane destruction!

Zhao Anan crawled onto the bed and was dragged back by Mu Qing.

"What are you doing! Go to bed quickly, I tell you, don't you have to be intimate! I was forced a few days ago, but today at my house, you can't..."

Before Zhao An'an finished speaking, she saw Mu Qing kneeling down on her knees.

A vague thought came to Zhao Anan's mind.

Mu Qing knelt on one knee, took out a small red box from his pocket, and then gently opened it, placed it in front of Zhao Anan, and said in a solemn voice: "An An, I love you, would you marry me? I want to marry you as my wife, and I will never give up my whole life!"

This is the real reason why Mu Qing refused to sleep with Zheng Jing tonight.

He wanted to propose to Zhao Anan on her birthday!

Mu Qing's serious voice penetrated into Zhao Anan's heart. The diamond under the light dazzled her heart, and her heartbeat was speeding up uncontrollably.

She didn't expect Mu Qing to propose to her so quickly.

Is it fast?

Actually unhappy, she looked forward to this day for ten years!

But, for a lifetime?

Muqing, I don’t know how many days I can live! Where is my life!

In ten years, I got sick twice. As I get older, the frequency of onset will be higher and higher. I don’t know when I can last!

Chemotherapy is so painful, the anti-tumor injection hits the bone marrow!

At that time, every day was the most painful torment. I could not eat or sleep, and my whole body was in pain...

Germany's top anti-cancer doctor said that after two high-intensity chemotherapy, she is already very difficult to get pregnant!

How can I be so selfish and use my illness to drag your life's happiness!

Muqing, I love you so much that I am willing to leave you and make you happier!

After you have another woman, I will definitely be jealous of dying, but I will never appear in front of you again, disrupting your life and making you sad.

Zhao An'an couldn't restrain the tears.

The cold tears dripped on the back of Mu Qing's hand holding the diamond ring, which made him sad.

He knew Zhao Anan well and knew what she was going to say when she saw her expression. He covered her mouth and said anxiously: "Zhao Anan, you must not refuse me! If you refuse me again, I will die to you Look!"

Zhao An'an covered his mouth, unable to speak, but shook his head desperately.

She seldom shed tears, tears rushing out of control tonight, as if she hadn’t cried for years.

Mu Qing directly took out the ring and put it on Zhao Anan's ring finger on her left hand, then took her to bed, and the whole person pressed it up.

He wiped tears away from Zhao Anan, and then blocked her lips and kissed her desperately to prevent her from rejecting him.

After a long time, Mu Qing stopped.

There was a tear in his eye that fell unexpectedly, and he shouted with a heartbreaking voice: "Zhao An'an, as long as your mother is still a person, you can't refuse me! I Muqing has planted it in your hands forever. I won't let you back down!"

"Wood, I..."

"You shut up!" Mu Qing's eyes were flushed, and the face of Junyi Sunshine was always full of anger, and his voice was no longer clear. "Tonight, you are not allowed to speak! You don't need to explain. I don't need to explain anything. No, I just want to hear you say "I will" these three words!"

"I don't believe me anymore, I can't marry you!"

Mu Qing yelled angrily while ripping Zhao Anan's clothes.

"I don't think you are a child. The palace is sick, you are sick of your brain! You have nothing to do now, and you think you can't live long, and the idle eggs hurt and worry about it! When you are really sick, don't worry about it. Late, my mother's doctor can be in vain forever, and you can't even cure it! What's wrong with cancer, as long as your mother is not careless, any sick man can be cured!"

When Mu Qing is angry, Zhao An'an is always very quiet.

Mu Qing seldom gets angry, he has a good temper, everything follows her, bear with her, don't care about anything. Zhao Anan bullied him arbitrarily on weekdays, and it was okay to scold him.

But when he really got angry, Zhao An'an was really scared.

He was too scary to get angry, and it made her too...distressed!

She distressed Mu Qing like this.

He is also the arrogant man of the city A. At a young age, he is already a world-renowned top doctor, leading a huge hospital alone and becoming a respected dean.

He was so humble only in front of her, so humble that he never wept, wept.

Zhao An'an was so painful that he burst into tears unconsciously in his eyes, but attracted Mu Qing's scolding again.

"What cry, cry, fart! Lao Tzu is not dead, what are you crying! Under this world, unless Lao Tzu is dead, you are allowed to cry, or a tear will not drop!"

While he was angry, Zhao Anan stripped off cleanly, but before he was emotional, she broke in directly.

Zhao Anan frowned straight and whispered: "It hurts!"

As soon as her words fell, Mu Qing slapped her buttocks, but she didn't keep her hand at all. Zhao Anan, who was irritated, shouted "pain" again.

Mu Qing sullenly gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Anan, you know the pain?! You know the pain, every time you take a knife to poke my heart?! Do you know how much I hurt!"