Lan Moying really couldn't believe that this man who crawled out of hell would also have times when he didn't speak coldly, and she wondered if she was dreaming with sleepy eyes. She opened her pretty, somewhat hazy eyes, and saw that a man was looking at her with interest. This man is none other than Ou Zhexi, who has made Lan Moying's back chill all the time.

Is this really a dream? This man also has times when his face is not cold? Is he teasing me or is it really rare gentleness? People are like this, when they have endured the cold of winter, even if they see the spring sunshine, she will wonder if her eyes are wrong.

"Are you going to get up on your own, or do you want me to take it out?"

Lan Moying, who was still in a state of confusion and contemplation, was startled by such a cold voice, and understood that she was no longer dreaming. The terrible man suddenly returned to his original truest side, and looked at her with a cold face. Lan Moying understood at this time that his rare warmth was his reaction under abnormal circumstances.

Lan Moying confirmed that when Ou Zhexi was in front of him, the first action he made was to wrap his body with his hands, for fear that he would be seen by him. But in fact, he has already seen it.

Seeing Lan Moying's action, the corners of Ou Zhe's mouth rose contemptuously, and the pair of deep eyes stared at her for a long time, and then teased: "It's not that I haven't seen it, I've seen it a long time ago!"

A very light and disdainful sentence made Lan Moying's face red at this time. She was both humiliated by being teased by him, and she felt depressed about herself for the mistake of her analysis of the not too cold words she had just said to him. Such a man really feels that he has changed sex, and it seems that he is really self-inflicted.

Lan Moying looked at the ice in front of him, thinking that he had done so much in vain to ponder, what a waste. Lan Moying sometimes really kept thinking about the man in front of her, she felt that he shouldn't be so cold, but the truth was even colder than she imagined.

Suddenly, a pair of powerful hands grabbed Lan Moying's arm and pulled her out of the bathtub. She only felt a feeling of detachment from the pores after being detached from the water, a feeling of alienation after the contraction of pores, and a pain from her arm after being grabbed.

It turned out that under his cold rhetorical questioning, without any cooperation in action, Ou Zhexi had already been taken out of the bathtub, and now he was embarrassed to stand upright in front of him. Lan Moying only really realized at this moment that since she met this man, the humiliation she had suffered was constant. He always had a way to humiliate her, again and again so suddenly, again and again without a trace.

Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi, who didn't even look at her in front of her, and was extremely angry.

"You-"

Lan Moying didn't expect that this man was not only cunning, but also so savage. doesn't even have the most basic respect for others, what the hell is going on with this person, it seems that he is so cultivated and profound, and how he behaves is really incredible.

"I'm not interested in you, put on your clothes and go downstairs to eat!"

When Ou Zhexi's cold voice fell, he had already thrown a set of clothes on the bed to Lan Moying, which he had bought for her a few days ago. After such humiliation, and making her wear the clothes he bought for her, she thought it all seemed like a joke.

What if I don't wear the clothes you bought? Lan Moying is sometimes so stubborn that even she feels scared, but she just doesn't understand why she is so stubborn. Perhaps, since she was a child, she felt that her self-esteem was inviolable, but she was violated too much in front of this man, and her subconscious sense of resistance was already expanding.

She Lan Moying was not a person who made her round, and people made her flat. Just like ten years ago, Lan Minghao's disdainful eyes and indifference on his face, she resolutely and unyieldingly left. At that time, Lan Minghao was also angry for a while, and he didn't expect her to be so decisive.

Lan Moying glanced at the clothes that Ou Zhexi threw on the bed, and then elegantly picked up the bath towel to dry his body, ignoring Ou Zhexi, who was looking at her coldly. Perhaps, this look of hers hurt Ou Zhexi, who had always been high, and he didn't talk to her anymore, and walked out with a cold face.

After Lan Moying dried herself, she put on a bathrobe and prepared to go downstairs. Before going downstairs, she called her assistant Ellie and asked her to prepare a few sets of clothes for her. Elle asked her if she wanted to ask someone to pack her clothes in Paris and send them back, but Lan Moying only said no.

Ellie was surprised by her cold remarks. Everyone is married, everything is in Paris, and there is no need to check it back? However, Elle did not continue to ask this question, but only added, saying that she was accompanying Jason to dinner, Jason looked lost, and said that Jason would return to Paris in three days.

Lan Moying really has a lot of touches for Jason, this man has given her a lot of opportunities at work and given her meticulous care in life. This time it happened very suddenly, she knew that it made Jason very uncomfortable, but how to explain it? The explanation was not clear, and more importantly, she didn't want Jason to be involved in this black whirlpool.

Ai Li seemed to have something to say, but Lan Moying didn't give her a chance to speak, so she hung up the phone and went downstairs. Lan Moying, who was walking in the corridor, was thinking, eating? There are only two people here, and there is no servant, where will they get to eat?

When Lan Moying came downstairs, he saw that Ou Zhexi was already sitting at the dining table and using chopsticks to eat. It's a very simple Western meal, but the steak seems to be fried to medium-rare, it looks very tender, the fruit salad is also in place, and with a bottle of Bordeaux, this atmosphere is really not ordinary romantic.

Where did this Western food come from? It was called takeout? It couldn't be! There was no housekeeper at home, could it be that he made it? This hateful man could also fry steaks? And prepared one for her?

Lan Moying looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, he really couldn't understand what kind of man this man was?

Ou Zhexi raised his eyes and glanced at Lan Moying, especially when he saw her bathrobe, he coldly threw out such a sentence, "Don't think that your stubbornness is personality, and sometimes it is also a kind of stupidity!"

Originally, his mood improved, because his mean words made Lan Moying's mood return to the starting point. I didn't look at him, so I sat down and started to eat with a knife and fork, and I was really tired after a day of tossing today. If you have something to eat, why don't you eat it? Even if it's poison, fill it up first.

The two of them ate quietly like this, and the atmosphere that was originally very romantic became very stalemate because of the silence of the two people. Perhaps, the future days will be such a big eye, right? However, even if they are big eyes and small eyes, they don't interfere with each other, Lan Moying only hopes that their Ou's stock will stabilize within a month, so that they can get out of this strange circle.

However, Lan Moying forgot that sometimes it is easy to walk into a strange circle, but it is difficult to get out! Life is like this, not everything moves forward according to the trajectory of one's imagination.

When the two people who were silent were embarrassed, Ou Zhexi's phone rang, he frowned, and left without saying a word after answering the phone.

Who made this mysterious phone call? It made Lan Moying suddenly feel a sense of curiosity, but because of the strangeness of the two people, it was difficult to ask, who was the person who could make Ou Zhexi answer the phone and leave nervously?