C17

"I want to eat!" Ruo Xiaoxiao said angrily. When he was angry, he should eat a lot of food to be in a good mood.

"Madam, you can just tell us what you want to eat." The driver looked humble, but his tone was full of certainty.

Ruo Xiaoxiao was a little sad, but he didn't want to go upstairs to look at their loving appearances.

However, within ten minutes of Ruo Xiaoxiao's departure, the woman also walked out of the building shakily. She turned her head to look at the European style building, and could not help but vomit on the flower bed beside her.

Ou Hanting, that man, was definitely a demon from legends.

Ou Hanting boringly turned the brush, and inadvertently thought of Ruo Xiaoxiao saying with a serious face, that he was my man, and the corners of his lips faintly lifted into a smile. Ruo Xiaoxiao, this girl, wasn't as stupid as he thought.

When Ruo Xiaoxiao returned to the Ou residence, the first thing she did was to open her notebook. After that, she made a big fork in the matter.

In total, Ou Hanting had given him thirty days of time, so the moves here should be more than enough. Thinking about this, she immediately flipped to the next page, which was the confession of love.

Ruo Xiaoxiao looked at the big word on the book with a strange expression. He suddenly remembered Ou Hanting's ferocious look and quickly jumped to the next page with his eyes closed.

Go to the movies together.

Huh? That's a pretty good decision. She scratched her head. Her watery eyes were full of happiness. Alright, I'll carry it out tomorrow. But now, she needed a good night's sleep.

"Mr. Ou is back." Aunt Fang still carried Ou Hanting's jacket with respect. Ou Hanting swept his eyes across the living room and felt that it was a little strange.

In the next second, his sinister voice sounded.

"Who put the sofa in the living room?"

His style had always been simple and straightforward, black and white at the same time. What he hated the most was the colors that fluctuated the most. However, there was actually a huge bright red sofa placed in the middle of the living room, how could he not be angry.

"Ruo Xiaoxiao!" He said this word by word.

No one answered.

"What about that woman?" Ou Hanting's face turned cold.

"Madam, I am cleaning the bedroom," Aunt Fang said after pausing for a moment.

Ou Hanting did not say anymore and directly strode upstairs. He already had a premonition of what his bedroom would be like from Ruo Xiaoxiao this damned girl.

Sure enough, the first thing that entered his line of sight was that purple flower bed. Ou Hanting took a deep breath, and the light in the room had also been changed to a warm yellow.

The wardrobe that he had brought back from Paris had also been changed by her.

How could he not be angry?

"You're back?" Ruo Xiaoxiao was still instructing the workers to put their things down, and when he saw that Ou Hanting had returned, his face was full of joy.

"Stop." Ou Hanting was so angry that he almost went crazy, but he tried his best to hold back his discontent, "You, before I go to bed, return everything to its original state!"

"Don't you like it?" Ruo Xiaoxiao blinked her large eyes and looked at Ou Hanting pitifully.

"Next time, I'll kick you out!" Ou Hanting said bitterly, then turned and went downstairs.

When it was time for dinner, Ou Hanting's grey eyes would always fall upon the red spot in the living room.

"Why isn't she coming down to eat?" Ou Hanting wiped his mouth gracefully.

Of course Aunt Fang knew that she was Ruo Xiaoxiao that Ou Hanting had mentioned. After a slight hesitation, she whispered, "She's still cleaning up in the kitchen."

"She cooked this?" Ou Hanting's tone was still calm, but there was a slight fluctuation in his heart. That girl, was like a weed, unyielding and unyielding.

"Yes." Aunt Fang had always been a person of few serious words, but he couldn't help but interject, "That child really worked hard."

But Ou Hanting just frowned, and ignored her words.

Even if Ruo Xiaoxiao did everything in his power to please him, he would not be touched in the slightest, because his heart was entirely tied to Ruo Linglong.

He had been in love with her for fifteen years, until he reached the summit and was qualified to ask her for love.

All these years, she was the only person he had paid attention to.

He only wanted to stand in an invisible corner and quietly protect her, but when she went on a rampage, he wanted to become this woman's only protection. If it wasn't for her, who knew what kind of monster he would have become back then.

In comparison, Ruo Xiaoxiao could only qualify to be his own tool.

He pursed his lips, even more determined in his heart.

Aunt Fang let out a silent sigh. It was similarly a woman, but seeing Ruo Xiaoxiao before her, it was already too arduous.

When Ruo Xiaoxiao finished jogging happily from the kitchen to the bedroom, he realized that Aunt Fang was looking at him apologetically from the door.

"Aunt Fang, what's the matter?" Ruo Xiaoxiao asked carefully.

"Mr. Ou told me to let you sleep in the living room tonight." Aunt Fang hardened his heart and said it in the end.

"That fellow actually wants to occupy the entire bed!" Ruo Xiaoxiao said bitterly, then happily shook Aunt Fang's arm, "Then I'll have to trouble Aunt Fang to give me a blanket."