"I don't want to do anything. I just want to ask you, where did you get Nando?" He slapped the knife on ou Fengqing's face and slapped it a few times.

Turning his eyes, he gazed at the second grandfather and said, "your father once told me that if one day you do something wrong, let me keep you alive. Of course I will, but Ouya is not... "

"No, it's not me. I didn't get Nando. I don't know where she is. I don't know. It's Mo Yan who told me that you're doing business with Nando. He said, "if you use onando, you can be killed." Ou Fengqing is in a hurry.

Nando, he didn't touch a finger.

"Don't you believe it? I can swear to God that if I move a finger of Nando, I will punish my family, Yaya, for being hit by a car. My intestines are rotten, and heaven strikes thunder. " He began to panic.

On the surface, ou shaohuang is a modest gentleman. He is as noble and solemn as a prince. However, he is very clear about the ruthlessness in his heart that others don't know.

Once in a shooting competition, Xili attended with him, but he was attacked by a bear in the mountain.

Ou shaohuang was torn by the bear's arm, but he didn't die. Instead, he dragged the bear to death. After several reincarnations in the mountains, he killed the bear, cut off the paw and brought it back to Xili for cooking.

At that moment, Xili looked at the bloody bear's paw and fainted on the spot.

But ou shaohuang gracefully roasted the bear's paw on the fire.

He also slowly tore the fur off the bear's paw.

When they came with the people, they saw that the ground was in a mess. In front of a firewood, ou shaohuang, who was covered with blood, was sitting on a stone, plucking bear paws and barbecue.

On the spot, he was frightened by ou shaohuang's ruthlessness.

"Oh? Is it? It's up to you, Mosen. I'm a little tired. " With a Shua, ou shaohuang put away his dagger and turned to walk out.

"Shao Huang, Shao Huang, please don't move Ya Ya. She is innocent. She has nothing to do with this. She doesn't know anything." Ou Fengqing cried.

Stepping on the crazy roar, ou shaohuang's indifferent back reveals endless gray and heartless.

A sentence came out of Ou Fengqing's mind: Feng Qing, nanduo may be ou shaohuang's rebellious scale. If she is here, he is a gentleman. If she is not here, he may become a devil. You can kill him, but don't touch ou nanduo.

"Ah -"

with a roar, it became earth shaking.

No one knows how much fear, how much despair and how much grief the roar in Xiyuan suppressed.

But that day, the sky of the Ou family changed.

When ou shaohuang came back, he continued to be his master, but when everyone stood beside him, they all felt deep fear.

Modest gentleman's formulaic smile is completely eliminated.

The indifference of strangers is like hell, the closeness of killing.

All the negative factors to Eurostat have been eliminated.

Ou Fengqing, together with all his roots in the Ou family, was uprooted by him, and Ou Ya was expelled by the Wang family.

When Ouya desperately wants to beg ou shaohuang to let her go and give her a way to live, even if she is not related by blood, she also wants to be the daughter of the Ou family.

Looking at the woman creeping on the ground, ou shaohuang has no trace of compassion.

He didn't even throw a look out. He walked on his long legs and said coldly: "clear the obstacles."

From that day on, Ouya went crazy.

She always said: "I'm the daughter of the Ou family, I'm the princess of the Ou family, no one of you can move me, no --"

lying on the bed, Ou Fengqing, the only one who can move her eyes, looked at the TV on the opposite wall and shed tears of regret.

It's too late. It's too late!

He shouldn't use onando to hurt ou shaohuang. He ruined himself, ruined the future of his two sons, and drove his own daughter crazy.

If you put it in the past, before ou nanduo left, no matter how cold-blooded ou shaohuang was, he would not be cold-hearted. At least he would give his daughter a way to live.

Onando, where the hell are you?

Who forced you to leave?

This problem is also the soul problem of Ou shaohuang.

For countless nights, he sat in onando's bedroom, facing the window. A bright moon was shining in the dark sky, just like the night when two people once blackened and wrapped cotton.

Their intertwined bodies, breathing each other's breath, fighting close, it's like yesterday.

Can be empty bed, there is no small body of the little witch.

She likes to curl up when she sleeps, a girl who has no sense of security in her soul.

Others say she is a congenital optimist, like to laugh, bold and rogue, like a lump of mud in the grass, muddy and clumsy.

What he saw was a pure soul hidden under the surface.A lonely girl, with laughter to hide the heart of sadness, with her rogue atmosphere to cover up a childlike heart.

It's harmless to the world. Why do you want to hurt her?

"Xiaoyao, why did you leave?" He stood up, facing the window, and drew a cigarette from the box.

Cigarette butts in the dark, emitting endless dark light.

Surrounded by smoke, men are strangely cold and isolated from the world.

He smoked hard, just as he ravaged the goblin in his memory.

Why did you leave?

Who forced you?

He kept the fragrant letter in his shirt pocket, never leaving the heart.

He didn't believe every word in it.

He must find her, tear the letter to pieces in front of her face, hit her in the face, and tell her that she must not do what he has not promised.

The night was deep.

Day after day.

Ou shaohuang's cold back stands in front of the bedroom window where ou nanduo once lived, sleepless until dawn.

A week later.

"Shaohuang, you see, the people of Nando are not here, and her bedroom is useless. So I asked someone to clean it up. I'd better restore it and continue to make a study. The bed in it has been moved out." Ou Zhifeng has a cautious look on his face.

The door was wide open.

Everything in the bedroom has changed.

The pink wall was painted blue, and the place where the bed was originally placed was a big cabinet, heavy and depressing.

The entrance to the cavern was jammed with cupboards.

All the furnishings in the room have been abandoned and new antique vases have been placed.

Once warm pink bedroom, into a cold study.

Ou shaohuang's deep eyes fell on ou Zhifeng. For a long time, he stared at Ou Zhifeng coldly and with a trace of malice, and his back felt numb. "Shaohuang, I'll take Yinyin. She's a good girl. She'll stay at home and take care of you." Ou Zhifeng said with a happy face.