Mrs. Hawn, Your Disguise Was Penetrated

Touching and with some overbearing kisses, Nora Smith's face burned.

His burning breath intertwined with Nora Smith's breath, and his warm thin lips clung to Nora Smith's lips. The feeling of two of a kind and harmony made Nora Smith's breath a little messy.

The temperature in the living room keeps rising...

Nora Smith's eyes light, gradually some blurred.

In a trance, she heard Asher Hawn's low, dumb voice. "Nora Smith, let's get married."

Married? ? ?

Nora Smith suddenly woke up. "What are you talking about?"

Asher Hawn's eyes grew deeper and deeper, her thin lips filled with a shallow smile, and she opened her mouth deeply. "Nora Smith, marry me!"

Nora Smith: …

She promised Asher Hawn, yes, but she didn't want to get married so early.

After all, they have only known each other for more than a month. Although they have experienced life and death together, they can get married... It seems a little too fast!

What's more, she still has a lot of things to do, so she can't get married so early.

"Asher Hawn, you are drunk. Don't talk nonsense." Nora Smith blocked Asher Hawn's thin lips with his hand to stop him from talking any further.

Asher Hawn gave a chuckle.

The next day, when Nora Smith woke up, Asher Hawn prepared a big breakfast for her.

"Look, do you like it?" Asher Hawn opened the chair for Nora Smith and pulled her down.

Looking down at the delicious breakfast in front of her, Nora Smith's heart warmed. "Did you make all these?"

"Hmm." Asher Hawn faintly answered, "If you like, I will cook one for you every day in the future."

Lift your eyes and look at the elegant and noble man in front of you. Nora Smith's heart can't help but jump half a beat slowly.

As high as Asher Hawn, there is such a gentle side.

If you really marry her, you should be very happy in the future, right?

"What are you thinking?" Asher Hawn noticed Nora Smith's distraction, and his big, well-boned hands shook in front of her.

Nora Smith came to his senses. "Oh, nothing. I was thinking about so many delicious things. Which one should I eat first?"

"Try the fried eggs, your favorite." Asher Hawn placed an omelette on Nora Smith's plate. His eyes flashed across her face, and he said in a clear voice, "Did you consider my proposal last night?"

Nora Smith gave a meal with chopsticks in his hand. "Are you proposing to me?"

Asher Hawn raised his eyebrows. "You can say that."

"Have you proposed so? It's not romantic at all." Nora Smith was speechless. "What's more, we just met, and it's too early to talk about marriage."

Not romantic …

Asher Hawn grasped the three words.

It seems to be a little casual, but he has no experience.

Nora Smith breathed a sigh of relief when Asher Hawn didn't mention this topic again.

All day, Asher Hawn thought about these three words, so that he was a little distracted when he held a meeting with the company executives.

Very not easy to wait until the end of the meeting, Clark followed Asher Hawn, to the president's office, "Asher, you have something on your mind?"

Asher Hawn sat down, his legs folded at random, and suddenly asked, "Do women all like romance?"

Clark dazed stare blankly for a moment, he thought his president was greatly worried about Howard's body, did not expect the president adult unexpectedly asked such an unexpected question.

"I think so." Clark nodded.

Asher Hawn sipped her thin lips and gave Clark a faint look. "How can a proposal be considered romantic?"

Proposal? ?

Clark was surprised, and then he knew.

President, this is to propose to Nora.

But how did he know how to propose to be romantic?

Clark whined. "Asher, I'm a single dog... I'm not good at this kind of thing!"

"Come on, you go out first." Asher Hawn loosened his tie impatiently.

It seems that he has to do it himself.

Two days later.

Nora Smith had been busy all day and was about to get off work when he received a phone call from Asher Hawn.

"Busy? Let's go together." Asher Hawn's clear voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Good." Nora Smith said yes.

Hang up the phone. As soon as Nora Smith arrived in the underground garage, he saw Asher Hawn's tall and straight figure leaning against his car, his hands copied in his trousers pockets. Under the dim light, there was a kind of beautiful and leisurely elegance like God.

"Nora Smith." When Asher Hawn saw Nora Smith, he stood up straight and stepped up to her with long legs.

Nora Smith smiled. "Let's go."

Sitting in the car, Nora Smith discovered that the direction of Asher Hawn is not Huishuiyue New Town.

She couldn't help but be surprised. "Aren't you going home?"

Asher Hawn held the steering wheel tightly in his hands and his lips raised. "Take you somewhere."

"Where?" Nora Smith wondered.

Asher Hawn looked at her deeply sideways. "You'll know when the time comes."

Okay... and it's so mysterious.

Nora Smith stopped asking questions, and then he would know what Asher Hawn was doing.

About half an hour later, Asher Hawn stopped the car. "Here we are."

Nora Smith looked forward and Asher Hawn took her to the seaside.

The vast sea is calm at the moment, the blue sea is sparkling, and the cool sea breeze blows Nora Smith's hair, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling.

It's just, what are they doing by the sea?

Nora Smith frowned. "Asher Hawn, what did you bring me here for?"

"This is my cruise ship." Asher Hawn pointed to a luxury cruise ship parked by the sea, with thin lips slightly raised.

Nora Smith was speechless. Does Asher Hawn have such leisure to take her out to sea on this big night?

To be honest, Nora Smith has not liked the sea since that time.

Before Nora Smith could say anything, Asher Hawn took Nora Smith's hand and took her aboard the cruise ship.

"Come with me, I have a candlelight dinner prepared." Asher Hawn took Nora Smith's hand and headed for the restaurant.

Walking into the restaurant, Nora Smith discovered that the wall of the restaurant was covered with paper crane of various colors.

"Why are there so many paper cranes?" Nora Smith looked at the strings of paper cranes hanging on the wall in surprise and asked inexplicably.

Asher Hawn took Nora Smith to the exquisite and luxurious table in the middle of the restaurant and sat down.

On the dining table, there is a pair of vivid paper crane.

Asher Hawn handed Nora Smith the red one, and his deep eyes were somewhat soft. "For you, see if you like it?"

"Don't tell me you folded this." Confused, Nora Smith took the paper crane and looked down.

I saw several golden words on a pair of wings of paper crane: "Nora Smith, marry me!"

The handwriting on it is vigorous and powerful, which Nora Smith knows and belongs to Asher Hawn.

So.... what does this man want?