Chu Xia didn't know which hand to stretch out, she trembled and stretched out her right hand, then hesitantly retracted it, and stretched out her left hand instead, but heard him roar: "Which one?"

She was trembling with fear, and even the arms that were carrying him kept shaking.

She had a bitter face, how could she remember this, she looked at Ou Jinyu in despair, even though her eyes were clouded with tears, even if she was crying constantly, but his face was still as cold as an ice cube, closing her eyes, she stretched out her hands resignedly, but she thought in her mind: He won't chop off both of my hands, right?

He dragged her upstairs like a chicken again, and all the people in the villa disappeared mysteriously, and Chu Xia thought, even if Ou Jinyu killed her today, no one would find out.

Ou Jinyu dragged this hateful woman, he dragged her arm hard, it seemed that all the resentment in his heart could only be vented on the strength of his palm, he knew how strong he was, and he also knew that she would hurt a lot, he saw the woman frowning, but he didn't dare to say a word, and she made him even more angry.

He suddenly hated her, that is, she ruined her good mood, and all the original good plans were in vain.

He suddenly wanted to see what she looked like during rehearsals today, and with an inexplicable curiosity, he came to the orchestra alone, never reinforcing his memory of any woman's name, including hers, and every search seemed to be a driver's business, and he was only alone today.

Picking up the phone, he slid the page, dialed her number, but hung up quickly, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to surprise her, he didn't delve into the hidden feelings in his heart, he just stood desperately in place and thought, what is the woman's name.

Frowning, he can't always say when he asks others, "Hello, I want to find a woman." That way, he thought, he would be considered an etomaniac, or an etomaniacal idiot.

Finally, he smiled slightly, maybe he didn't need to know who she was, he just needed to know where she was, the orchestra guide clearly marked where the rehearsal hall was and where the recording studio was, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He made his way to the rehearsal hall as he was instructed, and along the dark passageway, he walked slowly inside, the sporadic sound of musical instruments came from inside, and his curiosity grew bigger and bigger, and he suddenly wanted to see what she was like in a state of selfless music.

Hidden in a dark corner, he quietly looked at the woman on the stage, even if it was such a distance, but she was still the bright spot in the crowd, her face was slightly sideways to the pipa, the entire face line was half-light and half-dark, the shadowed part was hidden behind the pipa, but it was even more reverie, it seemed that people were looking forward to the moment when they saw the true face of Lushan, he suddenly remembered, I am afraid that this is still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

Slowly, he watched coldly as the woman on the stage made eye contact with the man, although he knew that this was just the most ordinary and necessary eye exchange between the musician and the conductor, but it was still so awkward in his eyes.

"She looks at you!"

Bai Jasmine's words made him a little unbearable, his arms that were originally held in front of his chest slowly hung down, his fists clenched involuntarily, the curse in his heart had already been reincarnated many, many times, he really didn't understand whether this woman had amnesia, why did she make mistakes every time, why did she challenge his endurance every time? He closed his eyes, in fact, a voice in his heart said: Why does she hurt my sore spot every time, hurt the small wound hidden in the most hidden place.

He continued to lurk in the darkness, his gaze, she would not know, he looked at her eyes with the man in bright eyes, he could not bear it, but he found that when she lowered her head and did not raise it again, the loneliness made him even more angry, and the fire burning in his heart instantly provoked all the jealousy of the man.

He was as eager to try as a lion who vowed to defend his dignity, but he was suddenly frightened by his unwarranted jealousy, he Ou Jinyu would be jealous?

He panicked, this feeling was more terrible than anything else, he was afraid of falling into the hands of any woman, so he only spent money, not emotionally, but today he actually had a trace of jealousy, although it was tiny like an ant, but the subtle bite shocked him, he was a little in a trance.

Losing his senses, Ou Jinyu stood there stunned, didn't even hear the order given by the regiment commander to Chu Xia, when he came back to his senses, the woman's hand was already lying on the man's chest, he didn't care about what he was thinking in his heart anymore, he just felt that he couldn't bear it.

His appearance really surprised the woman, but she was not happy, her face was pale, but Ou Jinyu did not have the slightest pity, he thought, the poor person must have something to hate.

He said to her, "I'll wait for you to come back." ”

He watched her tremble with a tremendous pleasure in his heart.

In the villa, he laid everything out, he waited quietly for her to return, and she knelt down to him for the man, she did not intercede for herself, but gave up her dignity for the sake of the man, and his anger rolled like a frenzy and swept swiftly over the waves.

He dragged her into the bathroom, and he asked again, "Which hand touched that man?"

"I've •••••• touched them all. Early summer sobbed back, but saw the man reach for her hand with the utility knife, and closed his eyes in resignation, if you want to kill him, you can scrape him.

"Hiss" Her sleeve was cut off in half by him, and he said paranoidly: "He has also touched this dress, even if he loses it, he has to burn it and throw it away." ”

Chu Xia's hands were poured a lot of detergent, and his hands were full of foam, and he actually picked up a brush and brushed Chu Xia's hands vigorously, over and over again, he was like an extreme cleanliness patient, desperately scrubbing women's hands, as if he wanted to wash the smell of other men off her fingers, and even more wanted to erase the memory just now.

She trembled and let it go, and said, "My Ou Jinyu's woman is not something that others can touch, unless I don't want it." ”

It wasn't until Hatsu Summer's hands had been washed thirty or forty times, until her delicate skin was already flushed with blood, that he stopped, and Hatsu continued to sobble and ask, "Are you satisfied with this ••••••••••••••••••?"

But she heard the man say, "You think that's enough, my punishment hasn't started yet••••••"