Ou shaohuang sweeps his father indifferently. For the man who always likes to play with dignity, he is always calm.
"Want to pair? You go by yourself, don't you? Your wife died many years? It's better to marry the princess. " He sneered.
Pop!
Ou Zhifeng smashed the vase off the table.
An antique bottle is discarded.
"You say, why do you come back early?" Ou Zhifeng is furious.
Who is he going to camp for?
I don't want my son to get married and have children.
A 30-year-old is still unmarried. He doesn't even have a girlfriend to fall in love with. He doesn't even show his love for women. How can he bear it as a father?
In the past, he always worried that his son would be unfaithful, which would bring bad influence to the family because of women's problems. Now he hopes that his son would be unfaithful, so maybe he doesn't have to worry about not having a grandson.
Ou shaohuang turned a deaf ear to his father's fury.
His powerful aura suddenly blooms, and his cold and precious eyes stir up a trace of coldness.
"You don't have to care about my business, master ou." Ou shaohuang is merciless.
"You -" Ou Zhifeng trembled with anger.
What did the son call him?
Home owner?
Is this a proper name for a son of man?
But ou shaohuang gave a cold hum.
"Shouldn't I call you home owner, which should be more precious to you than anything else, including your wife and children?" There was a melancholy in his voice.
"Good, good, very good. I'd like to see that if you have the ability in your life, you don't want to marry or find a woman." Ou Zhifeng was so confused that he didn't know what to say.
For a long time, he was so angry that he ran out of the house.
When he got out of the house, Ou Zhifeng felt that he was going in the wrong direction and turned around. He didn't even give ou shaohuang a look, so he went into his bedroom.
Sitting on the cold stone chair, ou shaohuang drew out another cigarette.
Suddenly took a sip, he felt the pungent stimulation, even felt a trace of mystery brought by smoking.
After a few more puffs, the fire on the cigarette end went out.
He dropped his cigarette on the ground and pulled out another.
"Uncle -"
ou nanduo's always proud eyes are mixed with a trace of self blame.
Ou shaohuang blew out a puff of smoke towards her. His light eyes looked distant and ethereal behind the smoke, but the strong breath of men was stronger.
He said in his voice, "OK? Then I'll have a surprise check. "
At this moment, the clever girl appears exquisite and transparent in the moonlight, but becomes more and more unreal.
She should be a little leopard, a little The witch.
Yes, little witch!
"Well, watch it. You can check it for me. If I am not satisfied with the punishment, I will accept it Onando said with a smile.
When she vomited "punishment", she bit heavily, and an ambiguous smell came out of her eyes.
Ou shaohuang, who has always been slow about men and women, understood her hint at this moment.
"You can play like this, little thing."
Something will happen one day.
Ou shaohuang dropped his cigarette end, stepped on it with his feet, stood up and walked to her bedroom.
Looking at the book on the desk, he drew out another book and drew out several exercises for her to practice.
Onando was smiling.
When she came in, she closed the door and went to the edge of the desk. She took up her pen and began to work on the topic. She looked at it and thought about it. When she encountered some puzzles, she bit the pen.
Ou shaohuang sits on her bed.
There is a chair and a bed in the room.
He leaned on the head of the bed, squinting for her to finish.
Her nose is full of the fragrance of a girl on her body, and the room is full of objects and furnishings that a little girl should have.
He was upset all the time.
Slightly opened his eyes, he saw her biting the lip powder of the pen head was maddening, people want to severely ravage.
Make a fist with your fingers.
Crazy.
He must be crazy.
How can I treat a little girl Or did his blood relatives have the idea of such a beast?
He suddenly sat up, in order to divert attention, he went to the bookcase, picked up a Book of economic theory and began to read.
If you want to calm down, things that used to feel reasonable now seem to be in a mess.
He couldn't read a word.
Finally, he simply leaned back against the bookcase and closed his eyes.
"All right."
A sweet voice is relief.
Ou shaohuang picked up the book and scanned it quickly.
"How's it going? What about? Miss ou, did I make a mistake? " Onando said with a smile.She came up to him and blinked at him with her big eyes.
Ou shaohuang suddenly looked up and saw her black eyes. His face was reflected on her bright pupils, so serious and bright.
It's like a rare pearl.
He frowned.
"The writing of this formula is not standard."
Everything else is right.
This girl is not as stupid as she thought. Why did she have to be at the bottom of the class before?
"Well, I see. Am I doing well? " She said with a cheeky smile.
Ou shaohuang glared at her.
If you want to talk about self-confidence, this girl is as confident as an iron egg, full of energy.
He flicked her forehead.
"Why, is that complacency?" He said in a cold voice.
Onando shook his head.
She had to please him before she could get her notebook.
A serious face.
"No, no, I'm not complacent. I'll take Ou Shao as my goal and work hard." Onando made an impassioned oath.
The next second, her eyebrows bent and her smile rose. The cold air dispersed everywhere and the summer air came.
"I said, nephew, since I have worked so hard, do you mean to reward me with something?" She said with a playful smile.
Reward?
She wanted a reward.
Ou shaohuang's supporting forehead.
"If I can't pass the final exam this time, you can?" Onando said with a smile.
It's not that she doesn't learn well.
She worked hard to learn this kind of thing, but it was very easy for her to pass.
Ou shaohuang's cold eyes swept her.
"If you do well, as long as you don't go too far, I will promise you." He said in a cold voice.
Onando shook his head.
"Not too much, absolutely not too much." She said with a smile.
Ou shaohuang did not speak.
He picked up his pen again and made a point for her.
Before long, he returned the book to her, looked at the clock on the wall and said, "it's very late. You have a rest first."
He stepped towards the door.
Without waiting for him to open the door handle, a pair of small soft hands encircled his waist.
"Huang'er, you haven't had a good night kiss with your aunt." She held him tightly, like a little woman holding her beloved husband.
But to the dismay of the scenery, ou shaohuang untied her arms without hesitation. He ignored the girl behind him, opened the door and went out.