Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

"How long are you going to stand there foolishly?" The low voice comes from behind LAN Xinyue, with a kind of lazy husky.

The expression on LAN Xinyue's face changed from sadness to disbelief and then to joy. Then she turned around——

Ou zhehao looks a little embarrassed. There are some folds in his shirt, but he still can't stop the dignity of his great body.

"Ou zhehao!" Blue heart Yue desperately toward ou zhehao ran past, the fundus of the fog finally can't bear the weight, instantly fall off, her hand tightly around his waist, subconsciously tightly embrace him.

"I thought... I thought you..." blue heart Yue eyes wave trembling, voice because of choking and hoarse, constantly tightening the strength of the arm, he is really tall, good Wei An, she can hardly hold him.

"Fool." Ou zhehao's tall body was slightly stunned at first, and his face was stiff for a moment. Then he stretched out his big hand to hold LAN Xinyue, and there was a warm flow in his heart.

"Just scared the hell out of me, you scared the hell out of me!" LAN Xinyue whimpered and hit ou zhehao's chest with her fist. She felt like she couldn't breathe. She stood on tiptoe and bit him on the shoulder.

She just thought that he had been killed

"Oh..." Ou zhehao hums. He didn't expect LAN Xinyue to really work hard. However, he doesn't have any anger on his face, so he just lets her bite.

LAN Xinyue rubs ou zhehao's face in his arms. He rubs the tears off his face with embarrassment. Then he reaches out and rubs ou zhehao's shoulder. Looking at the place where he is bitten, there are deep teeth marks on his clothes. It's not hard to imagine how bad the skin is bitten.

"Enough biting?" Ou zhehao reaches out his big hand and interposes it in LAN Xinyue's hair. She raises her face to meet her. Her black eyes stare at her as if to see her heart.

"Who scares you?" Blue heart Yue some apologetic of say, from time to time of aim to his shoulder, some chagrin oneself next mouth too ruthless.

"Poof..." when she raised her face again, she swept through his dark hair and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ou zhehao's Junrong sinks down and asks without good spirit.

"It's the first time I've seen you in such a mess. Hehe, how can this grass run to the hair of the president of Ouda LAN Xinyue said while standing on tiptoe, gently playing with the grass hidden in ou zhehao's hair, joking.

Looking at the slightly opened and attractive pink lips, ou zhehao couldn't help bending his head and kissing the cherry red lips.

Blue heart Yue accident of bear his this deep kiss, think of just they once again experienced life and death, didn't push away him.

For a long time, ou zhehao let out a sigh of satisfaction, some sentimentally ended the hot kiss.

Blue heart Yue suddenly feel at this time two people's atmosphere is a little strange, loosen the hand that clenches his chest clothes, clear throat, turn round to look at the sports car that they ride, "is that your enemy that follows us? Where the glass is broken is the gun mark, isn't it? "

"Well." Ou zhehao nodded. The tenderness hidden in his dark eyes disappeared when he turned to the car.

"Is it really a gun?" Blue heart Yue's beautiful Mou stares greatly, before originally what she guessed is true?

Next second, LAN Xinyue turns back and starts to look up and down at Ou zhehao.

"I'm fine. I'm not in the car until they shoot." Ou zhehao couldn't help but smile, and his big hand didn't stop. He hugged her tightly. For the first time, he felt that it was so wonderful to be nervous.

"Worried about me?" Ou zhehao's voice is as oppressive as a rock, and his black eyes are like a visiting mirror, trying to look deep into her heart.

"No way." Blue heart Yue by ou zhehao see some unnatural, repeatedly clear throat, uncomfortable shouting.

Ou zhehao, who had planned to continue questioning, was suddenly stopped by the sound of the brake.

The black lengthened business car steadily stops beside them, breaking LAN Xinyue's embarrassment. Then, Zhang Heng walks down from the car, and you can see that he looks a little nervous.

"Boss." Zhang Heng respectfully went to ou zhehao and yelled, then saw the gun mark on the sports car and couldn't help adding, "are you ok?"

"It's OK. Take us back to the hotel." Ou zhehao waved his hand, took LAN Xinyue's slender waist, and got into the car.

"Go back and find out who's behind the car you're following." Ou zhehao sat on the leather seat, and there was no fluctuation in his expressionless face. Even so, it was not difficult to see the invincible dignity condensed between his thick eyebrows.

"Yes, boss, please be more careful in the future. If this road doesn't have more turning places, otherwise it will be very difficult." Zhang Heng respectfully reply, indifferent face has dignified.

"Well, there are a lot of people chasing me recently. It seems that someone wants my life." Ou zhehao thin lips slowly a hook, chilly.

When LAN Xinyue, who has been clenched by ou zhehao, hears the sentence "it seems that someone wants my life", she starts to get nervous again. Her hand is also tightly holding ou zhehao's hand.

"Boss, do you need to help you book air tickets and return home early?" Zhang Heng half side body, looking at Ou zhehao asked.

"Not bad." Ou zhehao nodded faintly, his cold expression could almost freeze to death.

"Why are you holding me so tight?" Ou zhehao's face suddenly covered the cold, the corner of his lips also aroused the evil radian, leaning slightly towards LAN Xinyue.

"I don't have any." By ou zhehao's sudden approach, LAN Xinyue's body immediately stiffens, and the strong masculine atmosphere around makes her breathless.

His drooping eyes swept through the hands of the two people, only to find that he did not know when to hold him so tightly.

"So worried about me?" Deep laughter rippling in ou zhehao's chest, he gently raised his lips, across a proud arc.

"Ou zhehao, how can you be so arrogant!" If it is not for others, blue heart Yue really want to wave a fist.

How can this man be so annoying!

"No matter how arrogant I am, you've been holding me tight. Why, I'm afraid I'll run away?" Ou zhehao thin lips slightly hook, eyes flashed a touch of fun to look at the front of the face flushed woman, voice narrow.