Simiao quickly ran into the mansion and went straight to Ouyang Ji's bedroom. He arrived panting, but he was nowhere to be seen. He shouted anxiously, "Ouyang Ji!" This shout did not call Ouyang Ji out, but instead
Emmasha and Bella were called out. They looked resentful after being woken up. They stood at the door of their respective rooms, frowning and glaring at her with dissatisfaction.
Emmama lectured, "It's late at night, if you break into someone else's house, what will the ghost yell?"
Simiao was not in the mood to explain an apology or anything like that, so he quickly asked, "Where is Ouyang Ji?".
The sound of breaking glass reminded Simiao that someone was in the study, so Simiao hurried to the study. As soon as he entered the study, he saw the goblet shattered on the floor, and Ouyang Ji was sitting lazily on the swivel chair.
He looked at her playfully with his bright eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'm willing to come back."
"Did you send someone to pick up Tongtong?" Simiao held the desk with his excited hands and glared at Ouyang Ji with clear eyes, "Give Tongtong back to me. It doesn't matter what you do to me, but you can't hurt me.
Tongtong?".
"I sent someone to pick up the little guy. Who said I wanted to hurt him? As a mom, you went out to hang out with other men. Of course, as a dad, I have to take him back." Ouyang Ji said in a sinister voice,
Standing up, he approached Simiao with a coldness all over his body, stretched out his big hand to caress her soft cheek, and blew his breath ambiguously onto her earlobe, "I wanted to take you on a good honeymoon, but now my hand is broken
So, from today on, you have to personally take care of my daily life, and when I feel better, you can see the little one."
His hand is broken?! Simiao's tear-filled eyes looked at Ouyang Ji, and the words squeezed out from her teeth were, "You bastard!".
"It's better to be a good boy. Only in this way can we meet the little one sooner." Ouyang Ji raised a hint of unruly curvature on his lips. After saying this, he put his arms around Simiao's shoulders and said, "Let's go, my bride, Tai
It's late, you should wait for me to sleep."
Simiao wanted to get rid of Ouyang Ji's hand and give Ouyang Ji a slap in the face, but in the end she gave up this impulsive idea because Ouyang Ji used the person she cared about most as a bargaining chip and followed Ouyang Ji back to him in a dull manner.
bedroom.
"I want to take a bath." Ouyang Ji's sharp and dark eyes looked at Simiao's disgusted expression on him, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Although you hate me very much, you have no choice but to serve me for the sake of the little one.
Don’t make me repeat it again”.
Devil! Faced with Ouyang Ji like this, Simiao could only use these two extremely disgusting words to describe him. He walked slowly into the luxurious bathtub and listened to the rushing sound absentmindedly. After putting the warm water in, he turned around and saw
Ouyang Ji, who was leaning against the door, said in a cold voice, "Put the water in, you can wash now." After saying that, he walked out, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand. He said in an evil voice, "I
My hands are inconvenient, so you have to wash them for me."
"Impossible!" Simiao said coldly, shook off his hand and continued walking outside.
Ouyang Ji looked at the cold and stubborn figure jokingly, and said without being annoyed or angry, "Everything you do to disobey me will prolong the time you have to see the little guy."
Simiao suddenly stopped, clenched her pink fist tightly, turned around helplessly, and looked at Ouyang Ji angrily, "You are not only despicable and a bastard, but also shameless"...
With his face flushed with anger and shyness, Simiao took off Ouyang Ji's shirt, went to untie his belt with clumsy hands, and looked to one side in confusion.
"What, I'm sorry? Don't pretend to be pure and innocent. You're still entangled with several men." Ouyang Ji looked at Simiao mockingly, damn it! Why did he feel uncontrollable and want to forgive her when he saw her tears?
, No, that would be sorry for Sisi! "Continue to serve me until I finish taking a shower."
Although Simiao was angry, she did not refute because of Tongtong. She closed her eyes and took off the last piece of cloth on Ouyang Ji's body. She opened her eyes slightly, and her face was immediately covered with red clouds. She saw that Ouyang Ji couldn't
Cunlu's back closed her eyes tightly in shyness, until she heard the sound of water, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Are you a piece of wood? You have to tell me before you do anything. Come and give me a bath!" Ouyang Jicheng said angrily, raising his injured hand high to prevent it from getting wet, and closed his eyes comfortably.
, the thick eyelashes blinked slightly, and no longer looked at Simiao's stubborn and tear-filled eyes, because that would make his heart unbearable.
Bastard! Simiao bit her lip and walked to Ouyang Ji stupidly. She closed her eyes and spread a lot of shower gel in the water. The bubbles filled the bathtub. Only Ouyang Ji's upper body could be seen, and her cheeks were not.
He was so red that he picked up the bath towel and wiped Ouyang Ji's shoulders, and his tears of grievance fell into the water.
Inadvertently, it also fell on Ouyang Ji's shoulder. Although the liquid was cold, it made his whole body feel uncomfortable. He suddenly opened his dark eyes with cold eyes, "Get out of Sisi's room and sleep!"
”.
As if hearing the amnesty, Simiao hurriedly threw down the towel and ran out of Ouyang Ji's bedroom, leaning weakly on the wall, tears gurgling down her cheeks, covering her mouth with her delicate hands, sobbing, why is this happening, why
Will this happen?
'Wow~' Ouyang Ji raised his fist and hit the water in annoyance. Water splashed everywhere, and he was confused. Why did he feel uncomfortable when he was humiliating her? No, this feeling must be only temporary. Slowly
It will be fine. This woman is the one who killed Sisi, the one who broke his hand, and the one who made him fall in love seriously. What qualifications does she have to act pitiful here? She picked up the phone on the bath stand and pressed the button.
He dialed the number and asked, "How is my son?"
On the other end of the phone, Teacher Zhang said, "It's fine. I just keep asking him when mommy can come."
Ouyang Ji frowned, a trace of pity flashed through his eyes, and whispered, "Coax him well, except not letting him see his mommy, give him whatever he wants."
"Okay, I understand, Mr. Ou, the matter between you and your wife needs to be resolved as soon as possible. It is best for the child to stay with his parents."
"Well, please take good care of the little guy, and I will pay the money into your card"...
Pushing open Xia Sisi's room in the past, Simiao slowly looked at the bedside table. Just as she picked up Xia Sisi's photo, the door was suddenly pushed open. She couldn't help but be startled. She turned around and saw that she was wearing
Wang Ma, who was wearing white pajamas, said angrily, "Aren't you afraid that Miss Sisi will come to you? How dare you come to Miss Sisi's room."
"I have a clear conscience," Simiao said clearly, "Even if Sisi's soul appears in front of me now, I will not be afraid."
"You say I am a ghost?" Wang Ma frowned, with an ugly face, and said sternly, "I will not admit that you are the young lady, and you should not have the dream of the young lady. The young master has explained it, and you are just wearing the title of madam.
My servant, you will have to suffer from it in the future!”.