Chapter 75

Luo Xiaoxiao felt the soft power of the top of his head. He didn't dare to move for a moment.

Aware of her stiffness, a smile just raised from the corner of Ouyang Ye's mouth falls slowly.

Have you even begun to refuse your touch?

As if nothing had happened, he took back his hand and said faintly, "drink porridge quickly. I'll take you home later."

Luo small reflection of a look at the time, a word without brain blurted out: "so late to send me home?"

You mean to live here tonight

"No, No." Luo Xiaoxiao shakes his head in a hurry.

Why did you just have no brain?

The word "lone man and few women" is ambiguous enough. I even said such a reverie.

She explained in a flurry, because she was eager, instead, she stammered: "I just, just look at the time, it's not early, I'm afraid you'll go to work tomorrow..."

"All right." Before she finished, Ouyang Ye interrupted her: "you don't have to worry about my business. You'd better think about how to explain to Chu Qingkuang."

Luo a small face of inexplicable: "what does this have to do with him?"

Ouyang Ye jumps in his heart and asks quietly, "don't you live with him?"

"Why do I live with him?" Lo has a face of hell.

Ouyang Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "yesterday he publicly announced that you are his girlfriend."

Luo Xiaohun took a sip of porridge and explained casually, "he said I can't cope with the reporters. He said it's my boyfriend who is convenient to show up for me."

Ouyang Ye stares at Luo Xiaoxiao: "what he said about childhood and meeting parents..."

"False." Luo drank the porridge clean in one breath.

"Well." Ouyang Ye's lips curved with pleasure. He reached for the dishes and chopsticks in Luo Xiaoxiao's hand and rubbed her head when he got up.

"Rest early."

Luo small stupefied looking at the mood, as if suddenly better president, and then touch his head.

Then quietly lay down, cover the quilt, mutter: man heart, undersea needle!

However, she closes her eyes. As soon as sleep strikes, Ouyang Ye pushes the door in again, holding a cup and medicine in his hand.

"Take the medicine and go back to sleep."

Luo Xiaoxiao was woken up in his half dream and half wake-up, but he had to get up, take the pill, throw it into his mouth, and then drink a lot of water. He didn't have a good way: "OK."

"Take off your clothes and get down." Ouyang Ye stands at the table, looking at what kind of medicine package he is unpacking. His tone is Gujing.

Luo small eyes half open half closed "Oh." With a sound, I'm going to unbutton, but my hand is in the middle, and my mind is back.

I'll go! No!

He has to take off his clothes and unpack there himself. As a child whose mind is not very pure, Luo Xiaoxiao said that he was frightened.

When Ouyang Ye unpacks the liquid medicine, he turns around to see that he is not only well dressed, but also clinging to his skirt, with a posture of being on guard against predators.

Ouyang Ye What are you doing? "

Luo Xiaoxiao closed his eyes.

You are the president, and you can't cover up the crazy things you want to do with such a reasonable tone!

"President, I tell you that I'm not a casual person. Don't mess around, or I really can't guarantee that I won't do anything!"

Listening to the shouting in his ear, Ouyang Ye doubts if his ear is broken.

"What are you thinking about?" Ouyang Ye was angry and funny. He rubbed his forehead and felt helpless for a while: "in addition to internal medicine, you also have external medicine. I'm just giving you medicine. Where do you want to go?"

"Ah? Ah? Medicate yourself?

So is his psychology too dark?

Luo Xiaowu's face feels that he has nothing to love!

"Take off your clothes quickly." Ouyang Ye looked at her like an ostrich and repeated it.

Luo small dawdled face from the hands of the rescue, "president, or I come."

Ouyang Ye raises eyebrows: "are you sure you can see your back?"

Luo small careful in a jump, this time finally grasp the right point: "how do you know I also have back!"

Ouyang Ye speechless help forehead, "go to the hospital when you have been grasping the back."

Luo's face is redder than monkey's butt.

How can't you control yourself? It's always a brain of imagination!

"Take it off quickly." Ouyang Ye has no patience. He will not repeat the same thing for the third time.

Lo's hands lingered to the button.

Ouyang Ye stares at her without blinking, waiting for her to take off her clothes.Luo Xiaopai mouth: "president, can you turn around?"

Ouyang Ye doesn't understand: "anyway, I want to see it later. Can I use it to turn around?"

Luo Xiaoxiao was so sad and indignant: "is this comparable! It's like you go to the beach in a bikini, and trade bikini with you in front of so many people. The meaning is totally different! "

Ouyang Ye thinks about it for a moment, and has to say that the metaphor really makes sense

When Ouyang Ye turns around, Luo Xiaoxiao takes off his coat as fast as he can, and then pulls the quilt over his waist. After confirming that he will not walk out again, he buries his face in his arm and says in a dull voice, "OK."

Ouyang Ye turns around and sees her white and smooth back curve displayed in the soft light. It is tight and slightly trembling. It is covered with small red spots. It looks not disgusting, but more unbearable to touch and love.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I won't do anything to you." When he said this, Ouyang Ye's eyes were close to Luo's small back, and his words were not right!

Luo small feel the hot line of sight, in his back unbridled scan, bit his teeth: "president, you so naked lying in bed, I see you nervous."

Ouyang Ye squeezed the ointment in his hand and put some cold fingers on the warm skin. He gently rubbed it open with his finger pulp, and sniffed with a smile: "do you want to try it later?"

Luo Xiaoxiao

His fingers seem to have magic power in general, but it is common to gently rub the ointment, but it makes Luo Xiaoxiao feel that his body is a burst of soreness.

Ouyang Ye feels his body tremble slightly. Because of the shyness of his master, he is dyed a layer of crimson, like a good antique. He can't help but want to hold it in his hand, appreciate it carefully and play with it slowly.

Slowly, originally is the ordinary extremely knead to open the ointment the movement, bit by bit, unconsciously quietly changed the taste.