Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

Ou zhehao got into his car with LAN Xinyue in his arms. LAN Xinyue immediately broke away from him and subconsciously moved up to the co pilot to keep a safe distance from him.

Ou zhehao's face suddenly became very ugly, thin lips tightly pursed, and his eyes twinkled with gloomy luster.

At this moment, he really wanted to strangle her.

"Lan Xinyue, I really want to peel off your heart and see what color it is."

Ou zhehao got on the car with a green face, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and just heard "whew". The top performance sports car rushed forward in an instant!

"Ah LAN Xinyue almost had no time to react, and he didn't understand what he just said.

Ouzhehao thin lips tight, open very fast, she only firmly grasp the upper handle, the body with the sports car left and right turning shaking.

The skylight on the top is fully open, and the roaring wind is pouring into my mouth, blowing on my face like a knife.

Blue heart Yue narrowed his eyes, really don't understand where he is angry to him.

"Slow down, ah!" Blue heart Yue scared scream out a voice, can't help a voice to remind him.

"Shut up Ou zhehao's face was cold, and there was cold light floating in his eyes, but he didn't mean to slow down.

LAN Xinyue's face was slightly stagnant, and her eyes looked at him suspiciously.

This man suddenly lost his temper, is it because he just saved her, she did not thank him?

"That... Ouzhehao, thank you." LAN Xinyue takes a deep breath and says it seriously.

Ou zhehao didn't like her polite way of talking to herself. Suddenly, she pursed her thin lips into a straight line. Her gloomy voice warned: "you'd better not annoy me now."

Blue heart Yue blinks a Mou son, really don't understand this man is how to think.

She thanks him for her kindness. What's the matter with him?

LAN Xinyue pouted her lips, leaned back in her chair and stopped talking.

The atmosphere inside the car became silent.

After a while, LAN Xinyue suddenly thinks that the driver just now was not sent by ou Zhecheng to pick her up. The driver sent by ou Zhecheng to pick her up should not find her now. She must have reported to her brother. Her mobile phone was thrown away by the abnormal man just now, and now she can't contact her brother.

Thinking of this, she turned to ou zhehao, hesitated and asked: "that, President... Elder brother, can you lend me your mobile phone?"

Ou zhehao glanced at her and drove the car skillfully: "what do you want my mobile phone for?"

"I want to call brother ou to report safety. The driver he sent can't find me. He must be worried..." Lan Xinyue said seriously, her face full of worry.

Ou zhehao's handsome face, a little bit dark, clenched the hands of the steering wheel, tightly.

Half a day later, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Lan Xinyue, will you die if you don't mention ou Zhecheng in front of me one day?"

Blue heart Yue listens to his angry roar, the brow wrinkled, a face tiny Zheng.

"Brother zhe Cheng is my boyfriend. It's normal for me to call him to report safety. You don't want to borrow my mobile phone." She turned her head, really don't understand ou zhehao lost his temper, don't want to borrow her cell phone to say.

"He's your boyfriend? Where was he just now? Why didn't you show up in time to save you? " Ou zhehao hummed coldly, his face was bright and his speed was accelerated.

Blue heart Yue stares at him, in the heart head is not quick, "just the elder brother of Ou had something to go first, he does not know I will encounter danger."

"Yes? Since he took you to such a remote place for dinner, he should send you back in person instead of leaving you alone Ou zhehao's eyebrows were locked, and his handsome three-dimensional face was full of a faint sense of hostility.

"Ou zhehao, if you don't want to borrow my mobile phone, why speak ill of brother Ou in front of me?" Blue heart Yue angry, small face not happy sink down.

"Is that how you defend him?" Ou zhehao's eyes flashed a thick jealousy, and his tone was sour and sarcastic.

LAN Xinyue nodded without hesitation: "yes, ou Zhecheng is my boyfriend. Of course I want to defend him!"

Her voice just fell, ou zhehao's angry roar came: "you want me to say how many times, you and Ou Zhecheng are impossible, you'd better die this heart as soon as possible."

"If you say impossible, then impossible? Brother ou and I really love each other. No one can separate us. I believe my mother and uncle ou will finally understand. " LAN Xinyue said with confidence.

Ou zhehao's beautiful face is so condensed that it can almost scrape off a thin layer of ice.

He will be perfect sexy thin lips, tightly pursed into a straight line, cold, then surging, wanton burst

For a long time, his voice was gloomy and hoarse, cold and low, but he was extremely overbearing and arrogant: "Lan Xinyue, you stupid woman, why do you have to be ou Zhecheng? If you want a candlelight dinner, I can accompany you. How romantic you want, I can make you more romantic. What he ou Zhecheng can do, so can I ou zhehao; What he can't do, I can still do it. What do you like about him? "

LAN Xinyue stares at him suspiciously. After a long time, she says quietly: "I don't know why I like him, but... So what?! Is not a good saying, like a person does not need a reason! If you fall in love, you fall in love; No love, no love. Ou zhehao, love doesn't need a reason

Love does not need a reason, like a person does not need a reason.

Just as he did not understand why he was attracted to her, there was no reason.

"What about me? What am I in your heart? " Ou zhehao asked with a bitter smile, a touch of loneliness flashed through his deep eyes.

LAN Xinyue picked an eyebrow and said without hesitation, "you are my elder brother, and also Zhe Cheng's elder brother. You are the person we all respect. You are still my president, boss... "

"Enough!" Ou zhehao interrupts her impatiently, and there is a terrible chill between her eyes and eyebrows.

He is her big brother, boss, master, but not her lover.

Her little mouth would only spit out words that hurt him, and he couldn't listen to them any more.

Ou zhehao only felt that there was a constant anger and haze in his heart, which disturbed his mood, restlessness, uneasiness, fear, panic

Every cell in the body, full of a sense of colic, suffocating almost suffocating.

He pursed his lips tightly. His face was as delicate as carving. It was long and smelly. He tried his best to restrain the fire in his chest.

After a while, he said: "Lan Xinyue, I only give you one choice: me or ou Zhecheng?"