"Well, let's go home. ”

The man's voice was bewitching, and Chu Xia was once again confused in it, and she spinelessly whispered: "What about your woman?"

The man suddenly smiled seductively, looked at the jealous face of the woman in front of him with enjoyment, and he deliberately said, "Woman, I have many women, which one do you refer to?"

"You ••••••" This time it was early summer's turn to be so angry that she stammered, and she didn't even use her brain, and said impulsively: "Do you think you are the emperor? Do you think you can have a harem?"

"If I own a harem, would you like to be in it?" said the man lightly, but unfortunately, Hatsutsumasa was so angry that he turned his body back and forth, and he didn't hear the sound that was so light that it almost merged with the air.

She just glared at the man in front of her, but she didn't expect the car to start suddenly, I don't know if the driver did it on purpose, this top sedan suddenly made a sharp turn, and in early summer, it rolled into the man's arms like a ball from the other side of the car.

All the wine she had drunk seemed to awaken at this moment, her internal organs were boiling, and even the night's interrogation had become a catalyst for physical discomfort, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, but she felt that tears that could not be counted were slowly accommodating in her eyes, and they gathered there, but she could never find a real outlet.

Ou Jinyu looked at the woman's eyes that were gradually reddening with heartache, he held her tightly in his arms, and said to her again: "I'm sorry." ”

And only he understands the true meaning of this sorry sentence, not only because of the woman he used to hurt her, but also because at the moment of danger, he could only watch her fall into danger, and he couldn't stop her.

He could only order people to stop the hooligans who wanted to blame her for hurting people, and he saw them put the dagger into her hand as she had fainted, and if they were allowed to leave, then the wounded man would be injured by her mistake, and if he died, she would become a scapegoat, a murderer, and he shuddered.

He ordered all her fingerprints to be wiped off the handle of the knife, and he ordered the hooligans to escape until the police arrived. He found the most gold medal lawyer for her, he couldn't bear the slightest flaw in her innocent body, and he couldn't bear her to keep a case record plainly.

That's all he can do, he thought, for her.

And when she looked at him innocently, he was still sad, and this made him even more sad, all the worries that had been there, all the fears, were revealed at this moment, and his concern for her seemed to have long gone beyond the scope of that contract.

His heart fell from the high clouds, dazed into an ocean, adrift in the sea of emotions, touching the sad reefs, every time, touching his body, every time, hitting him to the bone, he inhaled coldly, he was afraid that one day he would be crushed here, and she still didn't know.

For the first time in his history, he hated his unchangeable pride, because of this proud self-esteem, he could not bow his head, he could not bow his noble head to the woman he loved so much, like an ordinary man, his pride was actually only an illusion, because he was afraid, afraid that he would not even have the strength to run away one day when he was injured.

He sighed, rarely gently held the woman's small head, and said affectionately: "If you want to cry, cry out!"

The woman shook her head desperately, and he looked at her suspiciously, only to see the woman suddenly leaning in front of his face, and with a "wow" sound, he vomited all over his body.

He closed his eyes reluctantly, letting all the filth spray on the front of his expensive coat, which was still flowing freely, while the woman trembled and said, "I didn't mean to, I can't help it, and you fiddle with my head again, so ••••••"

He felt that he was ridiculous at this moment, he could feel the driver sneaking a glimpse of what was happening in the back seat from the rearview mirror, he even felt his shoulders shaking because of the laughter, he didn't get angry, he just spit out helplessly: "I want you to cry if you want to cry, not if you want to vomit! You woman•••••• you are really troublesome!"

In this way, the ordinary and decent son of the Ou family sat in a top luxury car with dirty things and alcohol, and the driver opened the window knowingly, and he said angrily: "I don't smell good, right?"

The driver immediately closed the window, but Ou Jinyu bit her lip and waved her hand helplessly and said, "It's better to open, open it!"

Chu Xia innocently looked at the embarrassed man, she pitifully handed over a tissue and said, "Ou Jinyu, wipe it, you also have it on your face." ”

Ou Jinyu suppressed her anger, snatched the things in her hand, and wiped them indiscriminately, but she was thinking in her heart, as if she had been doomed since the day she met this woman, suddenly, stunned there, maybe the fate between people was so strange, he and her met so bizarrely, he took her back like a toy, but now she has become an unbreakable knot in his heart, all his thoughts are chaotic, there is no beginning, no end, he can't find the first thread thrown out, he is afraid to find out the starting point of the scourge himself, but he finds that it has long been entangled with his own changes, and can no longer be sorted out。

Sighing heavily, he turned his head to look at the woman, he was once again helpless, he had become so embarrassed, but the little woman had her head tilted on the window, and had fallen asleep quietly, in the morning light, her face was very quiet, and a gentle ray of light covered the tip of her upturned nose, leaving her alone naughty.

Ou Jinyu smiled, that smile was truly heartfelt, relaxed and with a hint of sweetness.