Ou Zhexi went downstairs with Lan Moying, who became very quiet instantly, but when he walked down the stairs, with every step, Ou Zhexi's eyebrows frowned deeply. Lan Moying looked at him with such an expression and felt very weird. Am I really heavy? Holding him so hard?

However, Lan Moying knew that she was not very heavy, and the only reason that could be explained was that Ou Zhexi soaked women too much. Leng Xi had just returned to China, how could he have the strength? Lan Moying was also smiling bitterly in his heart for his great discovery at this time, how could he provoke such a man who was so merry and happy?

Lan Moying looked at Ou Zhexi, who was sweating profusely, and sneered in his heart. Ou Zhexi, do you also have a time when you are sweating profusely? The more Lan Moying looked at the beads of sweat on his head, the more he felt embarrassed in his heart.

Lan Moying saw that Ou Zhexi was unlucky, and she was in an inexplicably good mood. Perhaps, the two of them are really enemies. Since the two of them met, it was really bad luck one by one. Lan Moying didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement by God, or if it was really a coincidence.

It turned out that it was natural to meet Ling Zihan inadvertently and have a light meal together, but by chance, he met Ou Zhexi again, and as a result, he did so many things tonight. The more Lan Moying thought about it, the more he felt a headache, and after the headache, there was a heart-piercing pain in his feet, all of which was due to him Ou Zhexi.

Lan Moying looked at the foot that made her feel distressed and worried, in this case, how can she go to work tomorrow? Didn't she make an appointment with Jason to go to work in a week? How can I go to work in such a situation? But I hope that tomorrow morning I will be fine, and I can go to work well.

Lan Moying also knew that she was not a delicate flower, so she should say that there was no problem with this injury on her foot. Let's talk about it tomorrow, it should be fine. In Lan Moying's trance, Ou Zhexi had already put her on the sofa in the living room.

Such a little road had already made him sweat profusely, and Lan Moying really thought he was funny and useless. However, he was very disdainful of his sweating in his heart, Lan Moying was still cold and indifferent on the surface, and he was not affected by the pain in his feet and showed a very painful appearance. She herself knew that her expression at this time must have been very awkward, deliberately indifferent and secretly sneering and disdainful of him in her heart.

"It's really funny that I'm like this, why are you so proud to see me sweating profusely?" Lan Moying's unexpected words sounded, and he saw him frowning at her, but his face was still cold. He didn't feel guilty about his broken glass, and he still looked like he was inviolable. Lan Moying simply didn't look at him, and turned his face to the window, at this time the night was already very deep, so quiet that people felt a little silent.

Seeing him frown all the way from the room to the living room, still sweating profusely, Lan Moying suddenly felt that the one who seemed to be powerful on weekdays seemed to be vulnerable.

Lan Moying found that the soles of his feet were already bleeding, and after a while, the marble in the living room was already stained with blood.

"Are you sure you don't go to the hospital?" Ou Zhexi's cold and serious voice sounded again, and in addition to a trace of seriousness in his eyes looking at Lan Moying, there was also a touch of elusive pain.

Lan Moying thought, just carry her downstairs so good at kung fu is so painful? On weekdays, he still shows off his might, it seems that he is just a paper tiger, it seems that this man is really not terrible.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Ou Zhexi saw that he didn't have any reaction to what he asked, and asked again, his voice raised an octave, which was particularly harsh in the silent night.

"I've said it countless times, I don't go to the hospital!"

"That's good, when the foot is crippled, don't blame me!"

"The foot is crippled, and it hasn't cut the major artery, how can it be crippled? Don't be so mentally retarded to scare people!" Lan Moying thought it was really funny, this cold-faced killer who has always been known for his calmness and sharpness in business is nothing more than that.

Ou Zhexi glanced at her coldly and did not continue to speak. Instead, he picked up the phone and dialed, "Doctor Wang? I'm Ou Zhexi, please come over for a while!

After he finished the call, his face returned to his usual coldness, and he lit a cigarette and smoked, and in a few moments the smoke was already filling the entire living room. However, Lan Moying felt very strange, there seemed to be a very painful expression on his handsome face, and his eyebrows were frowning deeply.

This kind of Ou Zhexi made Lan Moying feel very safe, at least he no longer had the combat power to attack. Lan Moying felt that people were sometimes quite funny, at least Ou Zhexi at this time didn't look strong enough in her eyes, she didn't know which one was the real him.

The two men were like two hedgehogs, leaning at each other, but neither of them said a word. Because of each other's silence, such a deep night was already so quiet that people couldn't breathe. Lan Moying was tingling in the soles of her feet, and the sweat on her forehead kept dripping outward.

However, she thought it was strange that she was in a cold sweat because the soles of her feet were embedded in the glass. She just didn't understand, why did Ou Zhexi, who was sitting next to her, also break out in a cold sweat?

Under Lan Moying's speculation over and over again, time was slowly passing. Outside the window, it was still quiet, only the osmanthus in his back garden came in bursts. Lan Moying thought, such a fresh floral fragrance should be the greatest comfort to her tonight, right?

Lan Moying found that he was only wearing a thin pajamas, and consciously pulled the placket, when he woke up from his sleep just now, he didn't have time to open the door for him, obviously he was in pain just now and forgot the approval coat. When she was pulling her coat, her eyes happened to meet Ou Zhexi's eyes that looked at her with interest, and there was still a coldness in her eyes.

"Shameless!" When Lan Moying found him staring at her clothes, she naturally said this.

"Don't be sentimental, I'm not interested in looking at your three points, the doctor will come over soon, this is on!" After the cold words, he threw Lan Moying a men's knitted sweater.

Lan Moying's face turned crimson because of Ou Zhexi's words, how did he know what she was thinking just now? It seems that he is really self-inflicted, or is he more careful than himself. But this dress is his, Lan Moying glanced at it with disgust, and was hesitating whether to put it on or not.

"Don't wear it, right? That's it, it's so good to seduce men!" His disdain rose at the corners of his mouth again, Lan Moying glanced at him lightly, took the clothes and draped them on his body. This man seems to be doing something with good intentions, but he can't say anything good out of his mouth!

"You-" Lan Moying almost got angry again because of his sentence that was so good at seducing men. In Ou Zhexi's eyes, it seems that she Lan Moying lives to seduce men.

In the living room at midnight, the two of them were so incompatible with each other, which made people feel an indescribable embarrassment. In order to avoid this embarrassment, Ou Zhexi kept looking out the window and at his watch, as if he was waiting for Dr. Wang in a hurry.