Are you a conscience discovery? This sentence replayed in Ou Zhexi's mind again, and it really made him feel angry. He suddenly felt that sometimes good people really can't do it. At that time, when the car drove past the women's clothing store, Ou Zhexi thought that she was only wearing a shirt, and he was afraid that she would be uncomfortable dressing like this. So, I went to pick out a few beautiful dresses for her, but she said that her conscience had found out.

"Have I done anything wrong? Do I need to find out with my conscience? Besides, my Ou Zhexi's heart is empty, without this conscience! It seems that you Lan Moying has overestimated me Ou Zhexi, am I still with a long conscience?" The cold words echoed in the air above the living room. At this time, Ou Zhexi's face was enough to show how angry he was.

Lan Moying's chin was slightly raised, his bright eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him with a cold face, and then spit out words that were enough to make Ou Zhe clear his breath. "Haven't you done anything wrong? If you haven't done anything wrong, I'll be imprisoned here, and I'll get a duck on the shelf to marry you?"

"Do you mean to say that you are very unjustly married to me? Then you can leave right away and line up with the people who want to get married! Who tied your legs and feet and didn't let you go? I see you reading a book leisurely here, as comfortable as you want, why did you turn your lips into me imprisoning you? I am doing a good deed, how can I do something wrong?" Ou Zhexi got rid of the coldness on his face, and replaced it with endless banter.

"What do you mean, I want to thank you for marrying me, right? Do you want me to make a flag and hang it in your office?" Lan Moying's chin raised slightly, and the disdain and disdain on his face were fully revealed. Ou Zhexi really didn't understand, other women liked to stick to him when they saw him, but this woman had been working with him.

"Don't you think you should thank me? Without my cooperation, you would have become the headline heroine of City A so beautifully? Or maybe you would have become the headline of the Parisian fashion industry?" Ou Zhexi stared at Lan Moying with a gloomy face, meaning to warn her to let her take it easy and not to be angry with him all day long.

Lan Moying suddenly felt that the more ugly his face became, the more happy she felt after revenge. Therefore, she Lan Moying can't be submissive in front of him Ou Zhexi, she is not the one he allowed to bully.

Because of the mutual hostility and verbal contest between the two people just now, Lan Moying was angry because Ou Zhexi mentioned those photos. Because of her anger, her heart beats violently, and the swaying white shirt rises and falls regularly under the influence of her emotions.

Ou Zhexi looked coldly at the woman in front of him who had always been easy to provoke his fire, and he really had an indescribable taste, and when he didn't see her, he was vaguely worried about her. However, when two people collide together, it must be "earth-shattering" that cannot be avoided.

"It's still quite expected!" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying under the undulating shirt, and suddenly such a sentence came out evilly, which was enough to surprise Lan Moying for a while. She vaguely felt a tense atmosphere in the air spreading, he was deliberately bantering and provoking her again, with the lesson of the last time, she also learned to be obedient to what to say this time, not to collide with him or to get close to him, to hide far away, now it's always okay, right?

As soon as Ou Zhexi said this, it didn't cause any reaction from Lan Moying, he felt strange, he deliberately provoked her just now, but this time she learned to be obedient. However, the more she kept silent, the more it aroused Ou Zhexi's fighting spirit, maybe she has been galloping in the mall for a long time, and she has an aggressive heart, right?

"Come here, come to me!" Caught off guard, Ou Zhexi's cold words sounded, Lan Moying glanced at him indifferently, and sat on the sofa reading a book casually.

Lan Moying's action angered Ou Zhexi, it turned out that she asked her to go over to try whether the clothes she bought for her fit well, but in Ou Zhexi's opinion, she was self-inflicted again.

"But you like to sit on the couch, don't you, I'll let you taste what it feels like to sit on the couch!" Ou Zhexi said viciously, and then walked towards where Lan Moying was sitting.

What does he want to do? What does this pervert want to do? Because of the experience of the previous time, Lan Moying got up vigilantly and kept his distance from him as much as possible. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got up, she was dragged back by Ou Zhexi and thrown on the sofa.

"Have I allowed you to leave this sofa? Don't you like to stay on this sofa very much? Why, after a while, you changed your mind again? It seems that your Second Miss Lan is really not good at serving, and her heart is as deep as the sea!" Ou Zhexi's words were sarcastic, making Lan Moying feel as if something was about to happen again.

To be honest, now that Lan Moying sees Ou Zhexi, there will be a latent fear at work. After she was thrown on the couch by him, she immediately got up and wanted to leave the couch again, not wanting to be close to him anyway.

"Take off your shirt yourself! don't you want me to do it for you, right?" A cold voice sounded again, startling Lan Moying's eyes to look at him like a brass bell.

"Take off your shirt?" Lan Moying repeated, just because these words made him blush and not frightened. What does this pervert want to do? Although she doesn't change her color on the surface, she is already nervous and doesn't know what to do.

"Do you want me to repeat it? You didn't understand what I said?" A pair of gloomy owl eyes stared at Lan Moying deadly, and at the same time, a cold word fell from the sky. Lan Moying looked at him stubbornly, clutching his clothes with both hands. Her action made the coldness on Ou Zhexi's face be replaced by banter for a while.

"Lan Moying, you think you look up to yourself so much? What do you think I asked you to take off your clothes for? I want you to change your clothes, dangling around in this empty shirt all day, who do you really want to seduce? Don't worry, I'm not interested in you!" Ou Zhexi squinted his eyes and teased Lan Moying as much as he could.

Lan Moying's face was really red, it seemed that he had misunderstood him just now. However, she immediately adjusted her emotions, and spit out three words that made Ou Zhexi's face turn cold in an instant at Ou Zhexi, who was joking, "I don't!"

"You're not, aren't you? My kindness you've always been a donkey's liver and lungs, haven't you?" Ou Zhexi looked at her viciously, and then stepped forward and ripped off her shirt, and the buttons fell all over the ground for a moment. Then, from the clothes he bought, he picked out a dress with denim and lace and a set of underwear and threw them to Lan Moying.

"Put it on for me right now! Don't let me say it a second time!"

"I don't wear it! Why do you interfere with my life?" the stubborn Lan Moying stood there, stubborn tears rolling in her eyes.

"You don't wear it, do you, with the fact that I will be your husband right away, is this enough?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying, who was standing there as stubborn as steel, and after floating out of that sentence, he pulled Lan Moying out.

"You pervert, what do you want to do, what are you going to do?" Lan Moying shouted in surprise, there was really nothing that this terrible man couldn't do.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say you were pregnant? Didn't the old man ask for proof that you were pregnant? We don't have to give them an explanation and a certificate? Don't you want to wear the clothes I bought? Then let's go like this now!" Ou Zhexi finished speaking and dragged Lan Moying out, this time it was Lan Moying's turn to be stupid, there was really nothing that this madman couldn't do.

She was so frightened that she immediately shook off his hand and put on the dress he had thrown her as fast as she could. When he saw that she was dressed, he said with a mocking face: "I think you are quite obedient! Actually, it is time for you to be obedient, and you are not very annoying!"

Lan Moying really didn't want to say anything more except for his hands clenched and his face was cold. The air became tense with the banter and provocation of one and the cold response of the other.