The low and sexy voice lingered in his ears, the corners of his lips rose, and the smile he showed carried a confidence that could not be ignored, and the smile that turned everyone upside down was enough to deceive people's hearts.

"You...... Nonsense, I don't have it, you don't think that women all over the world like you. ”

This arrogant and arrogant man is too self-righteous.

Think women all over the world like him?

"Little liar...... I just need a woman to like me, and that woman is you."

Meng Yi'er looked at the rare amazing smile, her heart trembled, she lowered her eyes, she didn't dare to look at him again, his eager eyes seemed to be able to see her heart, which made her very uneasy.

Yan Yichen's smile deepened, and the eyebrows under his eyes were telling his good mood.

He kissed her, originally worried that she would be angry, but now he can finally be sure that she is not angry, she is not disgusted with him, and even has a trace of liking, but this little fool may not have found out yet.

Seeing him laughing, Meng Yi'er was ashamed and annoyed, her crimson little face turned even redder, and she couldn't wait to find a hole to get into at the moment.

The man seemed to be able to see her heart.

The silence of the room was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone, which had been placed on the dining table.

The atmosphere was so awkward.

The phone ringing is like a lifesaver, and it comes at the right time.

The two glanced at each other, and Meng Yier got up in a panic and walked to the dining table.

But the gaze behind her followed her closely, making her feel uncomfortable.

Yan Yichen watched Meng Yi'er's back leave in a hurry, stretched out his fingertips and brushed the corners of his lips.

The sweet taste of her lips and the warmth of her lips and the warm touch seemed to remain.

Memorable.

Meng Yier picked up her phone and glanced at the caller ID.

Kirson!

Meng Yi'er was slightly stunned, she suddenly realized that from yesterday to now, she hadn't even thought of Ke Sen once.

With her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she hesitated for a moment, walked to the window, and connected her phone.

"Kirson."

The two words softly, as if they had penetrating power, instantly and clearly reached the ears of Yan Yichen, who was in a happy mood on the sofa.

Kirson!

Yan Yichen was slightly stunned, and the smile on his face was gradually replaced by darkness.

It's him again.

"Xiao Yi, I have booked a restaurant, let's eat together in the evening, I'll pick you up."

A warm and beautiful voice came from the other end of the phone, but with a hint of non-refusal.

Meng Yi'er was silent for a moment.

"Okay."

"I'll see you later."

"See you later."

Meng Yier hung up the phone and stood in front of the big floor-to-ceiling window in a daze, her thoughts confused.

Confessed by two men at the same time, no, it was a confession, a marriage proposal. She never thought it would bother her so much.

She has also been confessed by many boys before, and she has refused many times, but she has never been as difficult to say as now, nor is she so overwhelmed as she is now.

For Ke Sen, she is in love with him from the bottom of her heart, and she should feel very happy in the face of his marriage proposal.

In fact, it is.

However, she was always hesitant to accept his proposal.

Yan Yichen's eyes were dark, his gaze always stayed on the slender figure in front of the window, frowning, he got up and slowly walked to the window to stand still, looking out of the window with dark eyes.

"Corson's call?"

The cold and low voice suddenly sounded, Meng Yi'er trembled slightly, glanced at Yan Yichen with starry eyes, and then looked out the window indifferently.

"Did you hear that?"

Yan Yichen nodded, turned sideways, and couldn't see any expression on his handsome face.