I locked myself in the room and locked the door from the inside. At this time, lying on the bed to empty my brain and forget that terrifying Ouyang Ze is the most important thing I should do now.

"Wow!"

It wasn't long before the door I had locked started to rattle. With a hard bang, the door vibrated at an amplitude.

"Rui Rui! Open the door! ”

Ouyang Ze's voice seemed so small under the barrier of the door, but his panicked tone did not weaken in the slightest.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't be angry with you, open the door!"

He kept banging on the door, and the noise was constantly harassing my eardrums.

I know what to do, or say something, at this point. Everything that happened just now was like a false dream, one second he was still angry and gritted his teeth, and the next second he bowed his head and admitted his mistake and his tone was guilty.

This kind of scene, which only appears in dreams, is now a real experience for me.

It didn't take long for Ouyang Ze to stop knocking on the door, I thought he had given up, I thought he wanted to go downstairs to rest. Ten seconds later, he was back in the doorway.

"Click."

The sound of the key inserting the door lock and twisting replaced the knock just now, and when he looked up, he saw Ouyang Ze standing at the door with a red face, and his mouth kept panting.

"I said I was wrong! Why haven't you opened the door yet! ”

He walked to the bed in three or two steps, his hands at my sides, and his deep eyes filled with anger at this time.

"Anyway, you're in now, and it doesn't make a difference whether you open it or not."

I don't want to see him like this, he looks like a jungle savage who has run from the Paleolithic to the modern world. He is not the Ouyang Ze I like.

My calmness irritates him more than anger. After all, he has been with me for so long, and he knows me better. When he saw me turn my head to look out the window, he stopped talking.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been angry..."

He slowly lay down beside me, his hand struggling to knock on the door and carefully resting it on my shoulder.

"I'm just out of the house, is that so..."

I still didn't look at him, because I didn't know what kind of expression to use to face his swollen face at this time.

He didn't speak, just gasped instead of the words just now, just the ups and downs of his heartbeat to replace the excitement just now.

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid of you... See Take..."

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and he didn't even say the last name in full.

"Wu Yao, is it?"

I turned my head to look into his eyes and said.

Maybe he wasn't ready, but my sudden turn of the head made him even more confused, and the flush on his face worsened.

“…”

Ouyang Ze didn't speak. Silence is one way of acknowledging it, and although he doesn't say it, he says it all in silence.

"I'm with you now, I'm your man. He's all in the past, I won't dwell on it anymore, can't you let it go? ”

The moment my hands touched his face, I realized that the temperature on his face was so hot, like a piece of red-hot coal, burning my palm.

Ouyang Ze still didn't speak, and those deep eyes were also avoiding my gaze at this time.

"I saw him today..."

I thought he would still not speak like he had just done, and he would still avoid my eyes. But as soon as I finished speaking, he became agitated again, just like the one downstairs just now.

"What? Where did you see it? Where to see you! ”

He sat up with a thud and pulled me out of bed. The two hands were imprisoned on my shoulders and kept shaking, and the dizziness made me can't believe that the man in front of me was my support for the rest of my life...

"Did he tell you anything? Nothing was said! ”

His expression as if he was facing a great enemy frightened me, and the evil smile that could most tempted my heart was like the corners of the devil's hideous mouth, and the eyes were no longer tender but the devil's poisonous flames.

"What the hell is wrong with you!"

I struggled to break his hands away and pushed him down on the bed.

"I just saw him, do I need to be so excited!"

I hate Ouyang Ze now, and I hate the way he looks now. Now he's like a control freak who wants to control everything about me.

"Didn't say anything! Didn't say anything! You're satisfied! ”

I stood up and straightened my slightly messy clothes, ready to leave the room. Now I just want to plunge into the arms of nature again and feel the breath of nature.

But after a few steps, Ouyang Ze hugged me from behind again, and the mouth that used to have endless love words kept saying sorry in my ear.

"I'm sorry Ruirui, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm too excited. Forgive me, okay? Forgive me. ”

Somehow, if it were normal, I would have forgiven him without saying a word. But today, seeing his tantrum and his crazy appearance, my heart is extremely firm, and there is no reason to forgive him.

Gradually, the apologetic voice turned into a soft bite. Little by little, inch after inch, from the root of his ear to his neck, his golden rod also became a pillar of optimus after a few spells like Sun Dasheng's.

Those hands were like vines of a thousand-year-old demon, constantly winding around my body, and one by one peeling off my clothes. I didn't know what to do, because at this point, I hadn't gotten out of the anger I had just had. If I want to be XX with me now, how can I bring up the interest.

"Don't touch me, I don't want to."

I pulled away his clasped hands and walked towards the door, although I didn't take too deliberate and firm steps, but the sound of the footsteps still sounded so cold and hard, like my heart now.

As soon as he walked to the door, his hand had just touched the doorknob, and the whole person was pulled back by a powerful force again.

"Bang!"

Ouyang Ze's leg was just a slight sweep, and the door was heavily imprisoned on the door frame, making a muffled sound.

His sudden change of appearance made him hold my arms with both hands and his legs pressed against me, making me unable to move.

"I want you!"

Under the sun, that originally handsome face is so evil at the moment. Before I could speak, my lips were occupied by his kiss...

Despite my desperate resistance and my best efforts, I could not resist his primitive bestiality.

This time, he was even more rude, not caring about my feelings, not thinking about whether I would be in pain, not thinking about whether I would feel distressed, and not thinking about whether I would still love him because of his rudeness...