The sky gradually withdrew its light, dark as ink, and the breeze blew lightly, and the curtains floated.

She was wearing pajamas, her long thick hair draped behind her, and from the roots to the ends, her hair was a strange color, which was actually a dark gray with a fine luster.

Tomorrow is the final deadline, and the editor has sent her several messages to remind her.

On the wall panel in front of her, there are more than a dozen drawings in turn, only the one on hand remains, stay up tonight, and you should be able to hand it in tomorrow.

Sitting barefoot at the work desk for four or five hours, the mink watercolor pen dyed the paper with transparent and bright colors, and gradually, a koi fish that seemed to be rolling in the water appeared on the painting.

Xiao Ai came over and knocked on the door, "Madam, Mr. Ji is calling." ”

Ouyang Yuyou didn't look back, and the watercolor in her hand didn't stop, and her lowered eyes only raised slightly: "Tell him that I'm busy." ”

Then, all sounds were gone, except for the sound of the tip of the pen brushing on the rough kraft paper.

In the middle of the ring, she got up from her chair and took the drawing in her hand to look at it.

Not good enough, you also need to polish the details. She put down the paper and was about to sit back in her chair.

Suddenly, there was a car roar outside, the arrogant and deafening sound of a sports car, and you knew who it was when you heard it.

She looked back at the window slightly, as if the whole person was frozen, froze for a few seconds, and then turned her eyes to look at the time on the wall, seven and fifteen.

Today...... Did you come back so early?

Xiao Ai also heard the voice downstairs, and she was also nervous, knowing that it was Mr. Ji who came back.

Although she was recruited by Ji Linchuan, she gets along with Mrs. Ji, who doesn't like to talk much, every day, for more than two years, and recently saw Mr. Ji go to her studio to make a fuss at every turn, and throw the pictures she worked so hard to paint everywhere, even Xiao Ai feels a little distressed when she looks at such a beautiful thing being ruined, but Mrs. Ji, most of them just endure it......

Therefore, Xiao Ai gradually began to protect this gentle wife.

No, Ji Linchuan just came back from the garage, and when he saw that he was going upstairs, Xiao Ai was worried that Mrs. Ji was still painting in the studio, and if Mr. Ji ran in at this time, he would definitely lose his temper again.

So Xiao Ai was bold and followed behind, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his head, saying that the glass of the balcony was broken.

Ji Linchuan turned around, "If it's broken, fix it, and spend as much money as it reimburses." ”

Xiao Ai deliberately slowed down her speech and said, "Mrs. doesn't like outsiders to come to the house, I think it's better to ...... What do you think of finding someone to fix it when your wife is not at home one day?"

There was impatience on his face, and he obviously didn't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters.

"You look at it. ”

Xiao Ai saw Ji Linchuan take off his coat and go upstairs, and hurriedly ran forward and said, "Tomorrow is the weekend, will Mr. Ji rest or continue to work overtime in the company?"

Ji Linchuan reprimanded, "You talk a lot today! What am I going to do, and I still have to explain to you?"

"No, no, you used to be here on weekends, so I didn't have to come over on vacation as usual, but recently, aren't you too busy to spend time with your wife? If you work overtime tomorrow, then I'll come over to cook for Mrs. Ji." ”

Ji Linchuan lowered his head and thought for a while and said, "No need, we have something to go out tomorrow, you can get off work now." ”

"Good, good. Xiao Ai nodded, praying in her heart that Mrs. Ji had put the painting away.

Half a sound, Xiao Ai packed up her things, and before leaving, she suddenly heard a few loud "booms" upstairs, which frightened her to look back, only to hear the movement cover the sound, like a thunderstorm, thinking that Mrs. Ji would suffer again, Xiao Ai couldn't help but sympathize in her heart, and then had to leave the house helplessly.

Ouyang Yuyou hurriedly packed up the pen and paper before he went upstairs, locked the door of the studio, she picked up a glass of cold water and walked back to the bedroom while drinking, put down the glass of water steadily, lay down in the quilt and closed her eyes.

After a moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, followed by the sound of two slams on the door.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the voice ...... It's clearly not from this room.

Sensing that it was not good, she immediately lifted the quilt and walked out briskly.

"What do you want to do?" she blocked the door of the workshop, and saw that the door had been kicked by him a few footprints, but fortunately the door was solid wood, and he kicked it open with a few kicks before he could do it for a while.

Ji Linchuan looked at her and sneered, "Yo! learn smart, why don't you continue to lock yourself in this room and stay up all night and paint your messy broken paintings?"

Her eyebrows were lowered, and she whispered softly, "Don't make a fuss, go back to sleep." ”

"Sleep?" he asked with a wicked smile as he leaned over at her, "now that you know how to please me?"

"You ......," she dodged, "I can't tell you, you can do whatever you like." ”

turned around to leave, but Ji Linchuan grabbed her in front, grabbed her tightly with one wrist, pulled back, she spun in place with that force for half a circle, and then was lifted to him.

Ji Linchuan sneered, "You like to hide when you are weak-minded, and I said that little bit of caution?"

She turned her face away and whispered, "Where am I hiding? Kick the door if you want, sleep if you want, whatever you want." ”

On weekdays, she tried her best to distance herself from him, if he was one step closer to her, she could take three steps back, as long as he saw her like that, he was so angry that he wanted to eat her alive!

Today, she was a little unusual, and she didn't even break away from him, letting his lips wander back and forth on her face.

"Okay, since you've figured it out and want to follow me, then I'll listen to you, go, sleep. ”

In a panic, she was beaten and hugged by him, like a frightened little animal, lying in his thick and powerful arms, she did not dare to resist, let him put her on the bed, and the heavy body pressed her to make it difficult for her to breathe.

A rapid and scorching breath was like a thick fog in the rainforest, spreading on her cheeks, neck, shoulders, she cooperated with his fierce attack, the more she muffled and whispered, the more excited he became, knowing why she was willing to be wronged so far, he spared no effort to torture her and ravage her.

"You want to cry again, don't you?" he stared at her closed eyes and said sarcastically, "You can't play with me, you haven't grown at all after all these years......