Volume Three VIP. My girlfriend is not very ill (25)
"I will not change myself because I am sent to others. I will not eat vegetarian dishes with clear soup and watery water with you, but I can cook for you what you like! I will not have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you like tidy, I will Clean up your room!
I am me, I am Sumeisa! It's not Misha, if you are really dissatisfied with my life and behavior, then tell me clearly, let me leave Mijia! "
Sumeisa was straightforward. She also has a temper. If Micah hates her, she doesn't matter, but she feels that there is a misunderstanding between her and Micah. If there is a misunderstanding, she must be resolved.
"I didn't want you to be the real Misha." Micah said to her.
"Making you a dead person, am I crazy?"
"Then why are you ignoring me?" Sumeru asked him.
Micah was startled, she ran into his room, was it that he felt sad because he ignored her
"Why don't you talk to me? You already hate me, do you hate it to this point?"
"No..." Micah blurted out.
Sumeru looked at him, waiting for Micah to give herself an explanation.
"I... I..." Micah couldn't say it, he didn't know what to say.
He felt panicked for the first time. The whole figure was like an ant on a hot pot. He was too anxious to say a few words. The first time he wanted to escape, he wanted to escape in front of Sumeru.
Why does this woman always make him feel so embarrassed
Why doesn't he look like a whole person in front of her
He felt that he had become no longer himself, and Micah was ashamed of his uncontrollable reaction.
Suddenly, Sumeira took a step forward, "Hey! Talk to you!" She reached out and pressed Micah's shoulder, and lifted Micah's chin with the other hand.
Micah’s eyes were forced to come into contact with her. In this posture, Sumeru looked more like a strong domineering president.
"Micah, there must be some misunderstandings between us. Tell me what you are dissatisfied with, and we will discuss and solve them together. But what I just said, some of my hobbies and habits, really don’t Because you don’t like it, I’ll sign and approve myself to change it!"
"Do you think I'm the kind of domineering and awkward person?" Micah patted Sumisa's hand to clasp her chin, and asked her back.
"I feel it." Xumeisa responded without hesitation.
Micah: "..."
He was embarrassed and whispered: "There is no misunderstanding between us, and you don't need to change anything just because you live in my house."
"Really?" Sumeira lowered her head and looked at him.
As if afraid that Micah would repent, Sumeisa moved closer to him again.
Micah raised his head, his turquoise pupils were slightly enlarged, and the girl's face was close at hand, but his gaze couldn't move away from Sumeisa's lips.
"You can stay in my house for as long as you want, and my family does not lack the money to raise you. Don't make any changes because of my hobbies and habits. My mom also likes spicy food and likes to eat all kinds of animal offal in hot pot. …
Sumesa... In fact, you have done a good job. I really don’t have to worry about my attitude..."
Don't take into account his thoughts, don't always act like his thoughts are the most important thing, or he will fall into it uncontrollably.
Just like now, Micah's hands are holding on to the armrest of the chair, because he has an urge to bite Sumeru's lips...