Gentle husband, don't try to escape!

"Yes, a woman like you needs a release, not a real feeling." Xia Houjie heard Ouyang Xue's words and looked at the red eyes. His heart trembled. A trace of heartache surged up. He frowned and pursed his thin lips. His voice became colder.

As soon as his voice fell, a smile appeared on Xia's cheek, but it was full of ridicule and evil.

"Xia Houjie!"

Xia Houjie's words stabbed Ouyang Xue's heart hard. When he was angry, he couldn't help asking.

"What? It's very loud. How about giving you a chance to perform well? " Xia Houjie's thin lips raised again, completely covered the shiver in his heart, raised his voice to speak, and grasped Ouyang Xue's pajamas, and he would tear them again.

"No! Xia Houjie, from today on, I won't let you do this again, unless I want to! " Ouyang Xue struggled hard to break the shackles of Xia Houjie's hands. She spoke in a trembling voice, clasped her hands in front of her chest and curled up in a posture of full defense.

"Will you? Ha ha, is it because I met someone else? So, to me? " Ouyang Xue's reaction makes Xia Houjie more angry. He grabs her breast and asks in a cold voice.

"If you want to think so, what's the use of denying it? Just take it like this. " Ouyang Xue straightens out his chest and looks at Xia Houjie with pride and shouts.

"Do you still doubt my ability? Well, I'll impress you! " Xia Houjie's eyes exude cold evil spirit. In the sound of cold drinking, his hands reach out at the same time. He grabs Ouyang Xue's lapel, and he has to tear it open.

"If I want to force me again, I will, just!" Before Xia Houjie had time to exert his strength, Ouyang Xue's right hand grabbed a sharp knife from under his pillow and fell on Xia's neck.

"Just kill me? Do you dare? " Xia Houjie was a little stunned, but he immediately laughed and said something with no regard for it. As he spoke, his hands forced Ouyang Xue's chest to open a little.

"Ah Ouyang Xue felt Xia Houjie's action and let out a scream. With the cry in her mouth, the knife in her hand pushed forward slightly. A painful feeling came from Xia's neck.

"How dare you?" Under the pain, Xia Houjie retreated from Ouyang Xue's body. He reached out and touched his neck. Looking at the bloodstain on his hand, he twisted his eyebrows and asked Ouyang Xue in a cold voice.

"Don't come here. If you do this again, I will kill you Ouyang Xue yelled and waved his knife.

Xia Houjie looks at Ouyang Xue, who is crazy in bed. He smiles coldly. He wants to continue to move forward, but he cocks his lips and turns over to get out of bed. When there was a bang at the door, Ouyang Xue came to her senses. She saw that she was alone in the bedroom. She threw away her knife and lay on the bed, crying loudly.

Xia Houjie at the door heard the cry in the room. He tightened his eyebrows and turned to walk away. His hand touched his neck again, and the pain made him take a deep breath of cold air.

"Jason, what's the matter with you? How did you get hurt? " Li Wanyu's door opened. She had been waiting for a long time at the door with a smile on her face. She talked and approached. When she saw the wound on his neck, she quickly approached and exclaimed.

"I can't die." Xia Houjie cold voice response, not in front of Ouyang snow face when gentle.

"Jieshao, I'll bandage it for you. You can't stop bleeding." Although it was only a skin injury, Li Wanyu showed incomparable worry and heartache. He began to speak, holding Xia Houjie in one hand and stroking it with the other.

"Hiss." When his finger touched the wound, Xia Houjie frowned and let out his voice.

"It can't be delayed. It will kill people." Li Wanyu, with heartache and tenderness on his face, dragged Xia Houjie into the room.

"There's a medicine box in every room. It's there." Xia Houjie said in a cold voice. There was a slight pain on the wound. He did not refuse Li Wanyu's help.

Li Wanyu quickly finds out the medicine box in the room. Xia Houjie takes off his coat and looks at Xia Houjie's body. Li Wanyu's face turns red.

A small wound, medicine and bandage did not take much time, Li Wanyu's hands still gently slip across Xia's neck and shoulder. Her cheeks were redder and redder, and inside her eyes, there was a kind of flowing water.

"Jason, you are so handsome!" Li Wanyu gently lowered his chin on Xia Houjie's shoulder and spoke softly.

"Oh." Xia Houjie responded calmly. At this time, his mind was full of Ouyang xueci's expression at that moment, as well as Ouyang Xue's frantic expression of fighting with death at that time.

Why did she do it? Isn't she the kind of woman she thinks she is? Or is it true that they misunderstood her?

"Jason, do you think I'm beautiful?" Li Wanyu's breath seemed to be a little short. She looked at Xia Houjie's "beautiful" cheek and his eye-catching body. She spoke in a soft voice and kept her body closer to each other."Oh." Xia Houjie still like that, no subjective consciousness like response. Why did she fight with death? In her eyes, is that unbearable? Or would she rather give it to others than to herself?

"Jason, I like you." Li Wan's voice was soft, and her pretty face turned red with shame. The body trembled and shy.

"Oh." It's impossible. I must find out what's going on in her heart! Xia Houjie finally made up his mind to do something. But around Li Wanyu's words, he did not listen to the heart, so casually respond.

"Jason, I love you!" Li Wanyu's eyes were shining and he was excited to say that "confession" was more daring. With the words in her mouth, her hands around Xia Houjie's shoulder, the body soft pasted up.

This time, Xia did not respond. His thin lips curled up in a greater arc, and he thought, is that guy acting in front of himself again? If not, how dare she, who has always been timid, dare to use a knife against herself?

"Jieshao!" Xia Houjie did not respond. Li Wanyu was not angry. On the contrary, he thought that Xia Houjie was more charming at this time. His face turned red and hot in his soft voice. He rubbed his body into Xia Houjie's arms. His lips moved gently, and he put them on Xia's cheek to kiss him.

At this time, Xia Houjie, on the contrary, was as motionless as an old monk. In his mind, Ouyang Xue's soft and beautiful face appeared. He was wondering what kind of method he would use to make her "submit" again.

"Jieshao, don't worry. I will love you and please you with everything I have. You are my hair and my master!" Li Wanyu's voice was more gentle, and a touch of hatred flashed in his eyes. "I will never be like Ouyang Xue, like a wood, even don't know how to love my husband."

Just as soon as Li Wanyu's voice fell, there was a crackling sound. Xia Houjie's palm left a clear red mark on her cheek.

"Don't say anything bad about her, or, hum!" Xia Houjie threw down a word, turned and walked out of the guest room, leaving Li Wanyu standing in the same place with a dull face.