The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

Chapter 221 - Soft-hearted Miscalculation

No way! Angry again, what did I do wrong this time?

Geramine was speechless, but he kept following. Suddenly, Rosen turned around and snapped, “Go sleep in the guest room.”

“Sleeping in a guest room?” Those words hit like a bolt of lightning, but Geramine quickly responded, “I'm not going.”

Geramine then explained earnestly to Rosen, “Are you joking? If I went to sleep in the guest room, wouldn't the attendants think I was kicked out? That's so humiliating!”

If word got out that XII was kicked out of his room by his wife, it would be anything but funny.

However, Rosen's anger flared up even more when Geramine said this. What kind of excuse was that?

Just as he was about to turn around and scold Geramine, Rosen suddenly found himself spinning in the air. When he came to his senses, he was already under Geramine.

“If you keep making noise, I won't be so nice!”

Geramine frowned in displeasure. He wasn't so much surprised as he was helpless, unsure of how to handle Rosen.

Can't you do anything yourself? What a terrible temper.

Rosen's eyes flashed with anger, “I think you want to die! Get up right now.”

He broke free from Geramine's grip and was about to sit up, but when he looked up, Geramine's calm yet sad eyes met his.

Rosen stopped struggling because Geramine's demeanor was something he wasn't accustomed to.

Usually, Geramine was so shameless in front of him that he hardly felt any sadness, but tonight was different.

Geramine sighed again, touching Rosen's face gently. “You don't like this side of me. I can change, but can you give me a chance to make it right?”

Everything depends on you. Your temper remains the same as it was two years ago with no changes. I just want to love you properly, that's all.

Faced with Geramine's pitiful expression, Rosen's soft heart began to waver again. Annoyed, he frowned and said irritably, “Then, what do you want to do?”

His voice was loud and impatient, but strangely, there was no anger in it.

Upon hearing Rosen's words, Geramine immediately smiled brightly, “As long as you kiss me.”

Anyone could see this was planned; it seemed everything that happened was to gain Rosen's sympathy.

And just as Rosen said, a careless Rosen fell into a trap. In front of Geramine, he would be soft-hearted, and Geramine would always get his way.

“Who the hell wants to kiss you?” Only after hearing Geramine's words did Rosen realize he had been tricked.

This kid is definitely cunning. After calculating, he knew I would soften. Damn it!

“It's fine. If you won't come, then I will.”

Geramine didn't hesitate. He knew Rosen's heart was softening. He didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he quickly sealed Rosen's angry mouth with a kiss, intertwining their fingers and stealing his breath and sweetness.

Rosen resisted and struggled, but Geramine didn't force him. Gradually, Rosen was led by Geramine, and a familiar yet long-lost feeling surged in his heart.