If You Don't Love Me, Just Say It

Ouyang Xue actually understood that if he didn't tell her the truth, he should be afraid of her worry, afraid of her fear, but he didn't know that this would make her more worried.

Her question made her face to the south. She frowned and said, "this is the residence of the field. What are you thinking?"

She blinked and didn't understand what he meant, but he looked unhappy. She opened her mouth to explain, "I"

But before she said the following words, he heard him sneer: "if I had an affair, I wouldn't be in someone else's residence?"

Cheating?

Ouyang Xue thought of Tang Ying holding his pants just now, but she didn't think about it, but he said so.

Is this a confession?

She suddenly felt uncomfortable and whispered, "are you reminding me of something?"

Hearing her words, he became angry in the south, "Ouyang Xue, you"

He only roared out this sentence and paused, because he saw the trembling in his eyes. Such eyes seemed wronged, nervous and painful

"Where did you hurt?" She watched him make a noise.

The fire stuck in his throat, when he heard this sentence, would turn back and look at him unexpectedly, "you know? It's the field"

Hearing that he was going to blame Yuanye again, she shook her head, "it's not him. I went to your company and overheard it."

To his company?

Didn't he tell her on the phone that he had returned home?

"What do you do in the company?" He asked.

Ouyang Xue lowered her head. "I don't know. Anyway, I couldn't sleep well this night. I got up early. I cooked breakfast and remembered that you said you were going home, so I rode out and unknowingly came to your company. Then I heard someone talk about your injury last night."

She didn't speak quickly or slowly, but she fell on his heart word by word. After that, she looked at him, then stepped forward and began to untie the belt of his pajamas

She seemed very nervous. Her fingers inadvertently rubbed his skin several times, and he could feel the coolness of her fingertips

He couldn't stand it and reached for her. "What are you doing?"

"I see where you hurt," she looked at him with incomparably clear eyes.

But she didn't know how confusing her eyes were when she looked at people. He rolled his throat and didn't look away. "It's okay."

Ouyang Xue could hear the perfunctory words, and his face was not good, but he didn't seem to want her to see the wound. Although she was very worried, she held back, but still asked, "heavier or lighter than last time?"

Her hand was still tightly clenched by him. She could feel the temperature in his palm, hot and hot, dispelling the cold caused by her tension and panic.

"Which time?" He didn't react.

"Even when the villa was on fire, you rushed into the fire to save me... I was hurt that time too," she said softly, looking at him all the time. Her big eyes were black and white, as innocent as a baby.

He really couldn't stand her cute, pure and harmless appearance. He couldn't help shaking her hand.

"Pain" she couldn't stand a soft sob.

Hearing this word, he suddenly let go. His throat rolled. He felt his throat dry and uncomfortable. He went to the sofa and said to her, "I'm thirsty."

Ouyang Xue nodded hurriedly, "I'll pour you water."

She said and went to the kitchen. Then she poured out the water and blew it. Finally, she tasted it before handing it to him to make sure the temperature was just right. "It's not hot, just right."

He didn't answer to the south. He just looked at her and reacted when Ouyang Xue's hand holding the cup was almost sour. He didn't like to use things touched by others.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly apologized, "sorry, I, I'll pour you another cup."

With that, she was about to turn around, but her wrist was caught. The next second, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the cup in her hand, and then drank the water in the cup with his head up.

Watching him drink the water, she was secretly relieved, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she had to pack her clothes. Thinking of Tang Ying holding his pants just now, he explained, "I was injured last night, and they changed my clothes for me in the field."

"Oh," she said faintly, "you haven't eaten yet. I'll cook for you."

With that, she was about to leave, but he stopped her, "Ouyang snow"

She looked at him and heard him say, "help me in first!"

Hearing this, she hurried forward to hold him. Her weak little soft body made him soft.

He took her shoulder and almost took her into his arms all day, but his weight didn't press on her. She was so small, how could she bear it?

He was hit and flew last night, but fortunately, the injury was not serious, but he had several scratches and stitches.

She helped him to the bedroom and sat on the bed. She wanted to help him lie down, but his hand didn't let go of her. She didn't dare to make big moves for fear of pulling his wound. She had to support the bed with one hand and hold him with the other hand. She was trying to say something, but she suddenly leaned back, and then he pressed her/

The words behind "south" were not said, and his lips were rolled by him

It was so intense that she couldn't even breathe, and she couldn't push him, didn't dare to push, and didn't want to push, so she let him plunder

Until she could not breathe quickly, he loosened her, and her eyes darkened like night, gushing at her, looking at her scarlet cheeks, gasping for a faint look, suddenly felt that those wounds on her body, and even those unhappy hearts, disappeared.

He looked at her, then he couldn't help but lower his head and pecked at her lips. Looking at her eyes rolling with deep longing, "Xueer, I think"

She felt his desire, but thinking of his injury, she blocked him, "no, you're hurt"

Looking at her blushing face, the tip of his nose pressed against her, "no problem!"

How could it be okay?

"That won't work. I'm not used to being in other people's homes," she said in a low voice.

Hearing this, he smiled, while she ran away with a blush. "I'll cook."

Ouyang Xue simply cooked the food and boiled the porridge. When she finished bringing the food, she saw that he had fallen asleep.

Instead of calling him, she sat there and looked at him quietly. This was the first time she saw him sleeping, with thick sword eyebrows, straight bridge of nose and thin and sexy lips.

And in this way, he didn't make her worry about ferocity. She liked him sleeping.

Ouyang Xue looked at him quietly for a moment. He thought he didn't know where he was hurt, so he gently opened the quilt and untied the belt of his pajamas. While he closed his eyes, his quiet handsome face was like a sleeping Prince waiting for the kiss of the princess.

She stared blankly for a long time without blinking.

Suddenly he remembered his wound.

She stretched out her hand carefully to lift the quilt, and gently untied the belt of his nightgown. Just when she wanted to see his wound, he grabbed her hand. He looked at her and warned, "don't move!"

He was afraid that she would move around. He couldn't help wanting her, and she said she didn't like being in someone else's house.

And she looked at the wound on his shoulder, "who wants to hurt you?"