Chapter Twenty-Three: You Can't Rinse It Clean

Lan Moying let the lotus shower head spray wantonly on her body, and the water splashes came silently in her world and passed away silently. She just looked at those wanton splashes in a daze, she didn't even have the freedom of these splashes now, and her body and self-esteem were ** again and again, and she didn't know what kind of life she would get in exchange.

There is no regret medicine in life, and she really regrets it at this moment. Some of the provocations were exchanged for insults that could not be washed away in this life, whether it was caused by her indifference in her heart, or whether the opponent's opponent was too cunning, she really didn't know. She didn't want such a result, but it didn't happen at all, and the process was already bloody.

She Lan Moying sees herself as a smart and stubborn person who can resist all the injustices in life, but she can't resist all the humiliations in life. The tears could no longer flow uncontrollably, and all the hot tears could not warm her already cold heart.

Such days are the beginning, and the days to come are still long, how to fight this demon, how not to be insulted again, this has become the thing she wants to solve the most at the moment. However, Lan Moying knew that this answer was really not found, and she would not live a life of low eyebrows, but the result of such a hard encounter was also self-inflicted humiliation.

What should I do? God, what should you let me do? Is there really fairness in this world? The corners of Lan Moying's mouth tugged at layers of smiles. Since there is no fairness in this world, she finds the fairness she wants.

She rinsed this bath for a long, long time, and after washing away all the grievances and unwillingness in her heart, she went out wrapped in a bath towel. This man named Ou Zhexi, she obviously can't afford to provoke, so why do you keep touching stones with him?

What she Lan Moying wants is freedom, and what he wants is the pleasure of revenge. The two were contradictory, and Lan Moying finally understood that his pleasure was based on her unfreedom. It was imperative that she needed freedom, not all of it, but at least some of it.

It seems that Jason sees her situation clearly, and letting her go out to work is the best option. No matter how much time you have been in the marriage contract during this time, as long as you go out to work, you can disperse some of the depression, and no longer blindly drill into the horns.

It seems that Jason loves her because he loves her clearly and affectionately, and Jason sees her situation very clearly, only she is still blindly drilling in this trap, stupidly waiting for Ou Zhexi's stock to stabilize and get out of her shell. In fact, Ou Zhexi's ultimate goal is to retaliate against her in the most cruel way, and it is not to stabilize their Ou's stock, which is easy for Ou Zhexi's stock to stabilize.

Some things are not understood, but they are understood a little later, and when everything is understood, it is all unrecognizable.

Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi who was sleeping quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, such a handsome face, such a handsome body, but why did he have such a ruthless heart? Such a man, if he met him in such an environment, he might also be the Prince Charming that Lan Moying admired in his heart just by feeling.

However, all the truth is bloody, and the relationship between her and Ou Zhexi will always be fixed in using and being used, revenge and counter-revenge. The initial use evoked his strong revenge now, which may be a matter of course.

However, Lan Moying still has hatred in her heart, hating her like he has expanded again and again. dragged her heart to hell again and again, so that she would never see any light of day.

Lan Moying quietly stared at Ou Zhexi on the bed, if her strength was strong enough, if she had good courage, she would strangle him. However, she knew that she could not strangle him now, and that she would bring more disasters upon herself.

Lan Moying's eyes when she looked at him never reflected gentleness, but a kind of silence that she could only understand herself, with deep hatred in it. If she could, she really wanted to erase this man with her gaze.

Ou Zhexi's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and he looked at Lan Moying without any expression, and once again looked at Lan Moying in a panic. It turned out that he had never fallen asleep, he had been pretending to be asleep, and it was really not ordinary cunning. Fortunately, I didn't pinch his neck just now, or she might have been strangled to death.

"You hate me so much, you want to strangle me?"

Ou Zhexi's cold words made Lan Moying stunned, what he thought, how could he know? It seems that he can't show any emotions in front of this man in the future, or he will be seen through by him, and he will not have a little secret.

Lan Moying glanced at him quietly, there was no sound or movement, the sky was bright, she didn't have the spirit and no need to continue to entangle with him, and if she continued like this, she would be bored again.

Seeing that Lan Moying was silent and looked at him coldly, he was not angry, but continued to look at her coldly, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

"Take a bath for so long, no matter how much you rinse, you can't rinse it clean, your body is branded with traces of me Ou Zhexi, you can't wash it in this life!"

Yes, in her Lan Moying's life, she has been deeply branded with the shame brought to her by Ou Zhexi, and she can't wash it clean in her life. No matter how much she rinses, what's the use? She looked at him coldly, and after half a sound, a sentence burst out of her mouth: "You pervert!"

"I can still talk, I don't seem to have gone crazy!"

"You'll regret what you've done!"

"I won't regret anything I've done, but you'll have a better mind in the future!"

Lan Moying looked at him in a daze, how did he know that he regretted it? He said that she didn't have a brain, she must be saying that she provoked him with those things, it seems that she is really not ordinary without brains.

"What's the matter? still not sleeping, still want to continue?"

Just such a sentence made Lan Moying's back cold, continue to continue, really not to be depressed by him to death, she really felt that she had walked into an alley where she couldn't see the bottom, it was really a dead end.

Lan Moying didn't dare to be hypocritical anymore, nor did she dare to provoke him again, but turned her back to him and slept beside him, and she didn't see any movement from him for a long time before she dared to close her already tired eyes.