Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

"Lan Xinyue, your dance tonight almost drew out the soul of the whole party." Ou zhehao whispered, warm breath blowing on LAN Xinyue's cheek, such as flirting, more like charm, "of course, including me."

"I'm not going to do that dance anymore." Blue heart Yue stretched out his hand to push the chest of Ou zhehao, light voice of return way.

"Oh, if I jump in front of outsiders again, I think I can't help asking you in front of people." Ou zhehao slowly raised his thin lips and didn't hide his evil.

LAN Xinyue tries her best to push ou zhehao's chest, but he doesn't move like a mountain. He even holds her slender waist in one hand, and probes toward her chest in the other.

"Ou zhehao!" Blue heart Yue drank a low, in the Mou son already gradually jumped out of the fire light.

"What's the matter?" Ou zhehao leisurely response way.

Blue heart Yue angry eyes, instinctively slap to go!

"Pa --"

The clear and harsh voice rang out, and LAN Xinyue was stunned for a moment.

How could she be so upset today? And how dare you beat him!

She was afraid, because all he needed was a kiss or a touch to blur her consciousness.

Ou zhehao's right face gradually emerged clear five fingerprints, he slowly narrowed his eyes, not angry but smiling, thin lips little by little raised the cold radian.

In an instant, the temperature of the whole room dropped to the lowest point, and even the air condensed.

Because it's too quiet, LAN Xinyue can hear his heart "clatter" and tremble. His eyelashes look at Ou zhehao. The petals of his lips wriggle, and a word of apology is still stuck in his throat.

Ou zhehao's black eyes are dyed with a deep black blue color. He can't see any emotional fluctuations in his eyes. He just holds a handful of blue hair and sniffs it in his nose.

LAN Xinyue's whole body is stiff. When he reaches for her hand, she thinks he will slap her. But in the end, he just looks at himself unfathomably. The faint smile lines rippling on ou zhehao's lips hurt LAN Xinyue's eyes.

Ou zhehao continued to play with her hair, deep eyes firmly lock her beautiful face, think of her dance at the banquet, can't help but sigh, beautiful woman, but also can have a kind of enchanting amorous feelings.

"Lan Xinyue, have you forgotten that we are husband and wife?" Ou zhehao's speech speed is extremely slow, the tone can be said to be calm, but the lighter and slower, the more frightening the hidden danger.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Blue heart Yue drooping eyes, looking at his toes light shallow said, want to avoid heavy light.

Ou zhehao put down her fragrant hair, her dark pupils still locked her beauty, her low and magnetic voice raised lazily, "and then?"

LAN Xinyue feels that every cell is struggling to expand. The more understated ou zhehao is, the more scared she is. Now she regrets her death. She shouldn't slap her face impulsively, but it's her subconscious action.

"Lan Xinyue." Ou zhehao suddenly called LAN Xinyue's name in a strange and gentle tone.

"Well Blue heart yuerun run run dry throat, in the heart of seven up and eight down, ou zhehao so indifferent calm look makes her more and more uneasy.

Ou zhehao stretched out his hand to bring her more into himself, and her tall and straight body formed a sharp contrast with her weak and petite.

At present, LAN Xinyue does not dare to refuse. She can only use her rigid body to protest silently. Ou zhehao's reaction is too strange. He says that he is not angry, which must be false. From his green veins, we can see that the anger is about to break out. Who will be gentle after being slapped?

"You are my wife and my woman. In the face of my touch, you have no reason or right to refuse, you know?" Ou zhehao's sword eyebrows soared high, adding a bit of arrogance and domineering, and the cold light finally burst out of his black eyes.

"..." Lan Xinyue's fingers clenched tightly, and her teeth bit her lower lip.

Ou zhehao's hot and solid body imprisons LAN Xinyue's cold body. Through her silky evening dress, she describes her graceful body.

Blue heart Yue summoned all the courage, suddenly break away from the embrace of Ou zhehao, sure enough to see ou zhehao's handsome face gloomy, eyes stay in ou zhehao's right face five finger print, deliberately open the topic, want to try to please ou zhehao, "sorry, just now I shouldn't hit people, if you feel angry can fight back, I absolutely have no complaints."

Ou zhehao holds up LAN Xinyue's jaw in one hand, and his face is mysterious. He smiles like mockery in his lips. "Do you think I can't do it?"

Then the smile on her lips deepened, which was very strange. Her coarse fingers gently rubbed her sharp chin, and there was a faint sullen voice in her deep voice. "Don't you know that men often punish women instead of beating them with their hands?"

LAN Xinyue stands there in a daze. The transparent French window sets off her beautiful shadow like the fog at night. She doesn't know how to go on and how to avoid Kai ou zhehao tonight. As soon as she thinks about the relationship between Ou zhehao and ye Yixuan, she subconsciously wants to avoid Kai ou zhehao.

"Come here." Ou zhehao whispers to LAN Xinyue, who quietly pushes away a few steps.

Blue heart Yue stagnates in the original place did not move, ou zhehao tone noble arrogance, let her back become stiff.

"Come here." Ou zhehao repeated in a deep voice, one of his hands has been subconsciously clenched tightly!

Who gave her the courage to refuse his touch and slap him?

He didn't settle with her for her big dance tonight. When he knew that she once danced in front of Ou Zhecheng, he was even more angry!

What's more hateful is that he once warned her not to get too close to Gong Ming, but this damned woman can always see Gong Ming around her!

Suddenly, ou zhehao's eyes suddenly narrowed. Suddenly, he thought of the scene when the banquet was over. His face changed again and again. "What did Gong Ming say to you?"

"Are you afraid of what Gong Ming says to me?" The corner of blue heart Yue's eye glimpses the big hand that Ou zhe Hao clenches together, the brow is tight Cu.

"What did he tell you?" Ou zhehao strode forward and held her arm tightly. She couldn't help trembling because of the force. Every word seemed to have exhausted her whole strength.

"Nothing." LAN Xinyue shakes her head and subconsciously doesn't want to tell him.

"No?" Ou zhehao pulled his lips, but a little thought flashed in his deep eyes.