Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

Closed eyes, open eyes again, ou zhehao's eyes is a piece of Qingming.

"I can't help letting you go tonight!"

"What can I do?" Blue heart Yue moment as if saw hope, hurriedly excited asked.

"In that case, as long as you promise that my secretary and sister will be in front of me, and my little maid will be in the back, I will consider letting you go."

Little maid? Still at his command?

LAN Xinyue doesn't like what she thinks.

"Can I refuse?" She bit her pink lips and looked pathetic.

"Refuse and we'll go on!" Ou zhehao said and bent down, black eyes more and more deep, hot hands all the way down.

"No, President, I didn't refuse just now. I just thought about it for a little while. Now I've made it clear. I promise you to be your little maid!" LAN Xinyue rushed to answer, for fear that a second later, the man would do something worse to her.

"It's your promise. You can't go back on it!" Ou zhehao shakes her small chin and glares at her with dark eyes. Unconsciously, her eyes are full of imposing spirit.

"No, no! Am I the kind of person who doesn't mean what I say? " Blue heart Yue nods like garlic, express oneself position quickly.

"Well, now I'm going to take a bath. You serve me to take a bath!" Ou zhehao's thin lips gently opened and stood in front of the bed again, conveying his orders like a noble and elegant emperor.

"What?" LAN Xinyue was stunned for a moment. The man

"Is there a problem?" Seeing her gradually changing face, ou zhehao's heart instead rises evil pleasure, deep not see the bottom of the eyes, there is a strange shimmer.

Blue heart Yue Leng Leng nods.

"Since there's a problem, we'd better finish our exercise in bed and then wash it." Ou zhehao brow tip picked to pick, methodically said.

Blue heart Yue immediately frightened, quickly pulled him: "president, we'd better take a bath."

"Then go to the bathroom and give me some water." Ou zhehao sat there like a young master and naturally called her.

Blue heart Yue facial expression changed to change, still endured this resentment to come down.

She reluctantly toward ou zhehao's exclusive bathroom.

But his room is not so big. It's more than 200 square meters. It's also connected with several cloakrooms, dressing rooms, bathrooms and even the bar

Blue heart Yue circled, haven't found the bathroom where, the head has already turned dizzy.

Wow, what's the dead man doing in such a big room?

"Shall I take you there?" Ou zhehao steps to a bench and sits down. He looks at her with a fake sleep and asks lazily in his hoarse voice.

"No, don't bother!" LAN Xinyue can't stand it. He stares at himself with such blazing eyes. He is so scared that he starts to run.

She casually found a door and pushed it in. It was a coincidence that it was the bathroom.

Blue heart Yue gasped two breath, again raised his head, found that the bathroom is not generally big.

It's the size of her two rooms.

Although she had been here once last time, the dark guards of Ou zhehao suddenly appeared. She was almost shocked and didn't have time to take a close look.

Now take a closer look at the bathroom. It's not only very big, but also very luxurious.

European style splendid decoration style, there is a huge massage bath, the bath is full of light blue water, like a mini swimming pool.

On the wall opposite the bath, there is a huge display screen.

The host can take a bath while enjoying the images on the screen, which is a luxury enjoyment.

LAN Xinyue took off her shoes and stepped on the expensive and high-end tiles imported from Italy.

Slowly step, bend over to open the massage bath, change the water, and let the hot water in.

Soon the whole bathroom was smoky, just like fairyland.

Blue heart Yue put most of the hot water, and turn on the cold water, after a while, tried to test the water temperature, just right.

Finally finished, she exhaled and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

She has never served anyone like this since she was a child. Even when she bathed herself, the bath water was put by the servant.

Today, he was enslaved and served by ou zhehao. LAN Xinyue was very unhappy.

But after working hard for a long time, he finally put the water away.

She turned and was about to leave, but she didn't want to bump into a strong and broad chest.

"Ah

Blue heart Yue rubs the forehead that is bumped to ache, exclaim one, raise head to face up to go up ou zhehao that pair of unfathomable black eyes, she subconsciously backward.

But she was by the bath, and there was no way to retreat.

"If you step back, you'll fall." Ou zhehao can't help but make a sound. The corners of his lips are slightly raised, and he smiles carelessly. He has a charming arc, and his eyes look at her deeply: "do you want to wash with me?"

"No, who wants to wash with you..." Lan Xinyue retorts instinctively. Seeing him, she immediately has an impulse to run away.

"Come here soon!" Ou zhehao frowned and didn't like that she was so far away from him. It seemed that he was a fierce beast that she could not avoid.

LAN Xinyue calmed down and walked towards him reluctantly, pretending to be calm: "master, I'm your little maid. I've put the bath water for you. I won't disturb the master's mood of bathing any more. Enjoy it slowly. I'll be outside. If the master needs anything, just call me."

With that, she wanted to escape. She really didn't like the feeling of sharing a room with Ou zhehao, a dangerous person, or the bathroom.

"Stop!" Ou zhehao's deep voice stopped her.

"As a maid, do you think it's enough to serve the master to take a bath and just put in a bath water?" He calmly looked at her small face, deep eyes like bottomless whirlpool, low voice, with irrefutable momentum.

"Otherwise?" LAN Xinyue turns around and glances at him.

She has already treated him as an emperor. What else does he want?

Ou zhehao tightly pursed thin lips, slightly raised, expressionless toward her command: "help me take off my clothes."

Blue heart Yue can't believe of stare: "what?"

"Help me undress, don't you hear me?" Ou zhehao repeated again, with a stern, like a warning, more like a threat. Just that deep vision, dense she can't see through the undercurrent.

Damn, she clearly remembered the robe on him. He had taken it off just now. Why did he wear it back on purpose?

Is he playing with her?

Blue heart Yue can't bear to stare at him, but under ou zhehao's dignified eyes, he has to walk over and step on the smooth and white tile class, one level, two levels, come to him, stretch out his hand and touch the band of his nightgown.