Miao Ling'er stared at him in astonishment, but Ou Zexi acted as if nothing was wrong, with a wicked smile on his lips, and put her on the passenger seat, thoughtfully wearing the seat belt.
He behaved gently like a gentleman, and it was impossible to tell whether what he just said was serious or a joke.
Miao Linger moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.
He also forgot his original intention and just turned his head, staring at the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window, not daring to look back at the man next to him.
Ozzie pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and the sports car sped down the road like an arrow leaving its string.
Flying past like a flying rainbow, ignoring Miao Ling'er's pale face for a moment, Ou Zexi's narrowed eyes reflected anger, and his hand holding the steering wheel almost crushed the steering wheel!
"Swish" sound.
When the sports car suddenly braked and stopped in front of the gate of the Ou family's ancestral house, Miao Linger almost subconsciously opened the door and rushed in.
Holding on to the guardrail of the seaside avenue, I retched.
After almost vomiting out everything in her stomach, she weakly leaned against the guardrail to catch her breath, reaching out to press her twitching temple, with no trace of blood on her face.
Before she could turn around, she fell into a hard chest.
His slender body was hugged and he walked straight to the Ou family's ancestral home.
Miao Ling'er raised her head and looked at his condensed side face, his chin tightened due to anger, his lips pursed...
She didn't know when, but she had memorized the meaning of every move he made.
Lowering her eyes and noticing the coldness on his body, Miao Linger shrank in fear.
Not daring to anger him anymore, he allowed Ou Zexi to carry her back to the room and put her on the bed.
She quickly got into bed, turned over comfortably, and didn't care that he sent her back to his room. She pulled the quilt to her chest, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
No one spoke again.
Even though Miao Linger knew that Ou Zexi had been sitting by the bed and watching her, she still closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.
Ou Zexi sat quietly, staring at her pale little face, a trace of annoyance flashed across her handsome face, and his fists clenched.
He didn't know how long he had been watching, but just when he was about to get up and leave, Miao Ling'er suddenly lifted the quilt and rushed towards the sink.
"vomit--"
One hand was on the sink and the other was pressing her chest. The sudden nausea made her retching, but she couldn't vomit anything out.
He reached out and turned on the faucet, poured some water into his face, washed his face, and sobered himself up.
Miao Ling'er turned around and looked into Ou Zexi's deep eyes. She looked a little flustered for a moment and lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry for dirtying your place. I accept the bed, so I'd better go back to my room to sleep."
"..."
Hearing her words, Ou Zexi was startled, and then recovered from the shock of seeing her retching.
He reached out and grabbed her wrist, grabbing her figure as she was about to leave.
"Ling'er, are you..."
"No!" Before Ou Zexi could finish what he said, Miao Ling'er excitedly interrupted him, shook off his hand like an electric shock, turned around, opened the door and ran out.
"..."
Ou Zexi seemed to be frozen in place, and for a long time, he did not come out of the scene just now.
How could she...
Even if I get carsick, it has been so long since I got off the car...
After calculating the time when they were together for the first time, Ou Zexi's eyes tightened and he stood up in a hurry.
