sorry i want you

Ou Jiming sneered: "Why are you so on guard? Do you think I really want to do something to you?"

Xin Yue pursed his thin lips slightly, and did not speak, but his eyes did not soften much.

Ou Jiming added: "If I really want to fuck you, I can do whatever I want last night."

Xin Yue's face became ugly.

Ou Jiming's mood became particularly good: "But I'm really not interested in you, can you remember how you seduced me last night?"

Xin Yue: "Shut up."

Ou Jiming put on his own clothes one by one: "I've done everything, are you still afraid to say it? You can't be so hypocritical as a human being."

Xin Yue: "..."

Ou Jiming rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to three quarters, hooked his suit jacket in the crook of his arm, walked up to Xin Yue, and whispered into his ear, "If your chrysanthemums are really itchy, I can give you some more advanced massage sticks." stick, but mine...don't make up your mind."

Ou Jiming smiled slightly, pecked Xin Yue's cheek lightly, left a polite kiss of 'boo', then turned and left gracefully.

Xin Yue stood where he was, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again after a few rounds, there was silence in them, as if Ou Jiming's provocation had never existed at all.

After Ou Jiming got into the car, he looked at the injury on his face in the rearview mirror, and there was a big bruise on his cheek.

He touched the wound with his tongue, and the pain caused him to gasp: "It's really hard to hit!"

Ou Jiming didn't deal with the bruises on his face, so he drove straight back to Ou's house. Just now the old man of Ou's family called and insisted that he go home.

He didn't want to go home, but since he had been approached and ordered to go back, he had no choice but to go back.

He drove the car into the alley outside Oujia Erjin's small courtyard, and then swaggered into the small courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "I'm back."

In the room on the left, a young man came out immediately.The man was about 30 years old, and he was the one he met in the hotel that day.When he saw Ou Jiming, he reproached him, "Why did you come back now?"

Ou Jiming's walking steps paused: "You think I'm slow? Then I'll just go." Turning around, he was about to go back.

The man quickly came over and grabbed him: "Why are you so angry now that you can't even say a serious word?"

Ou Jiming raised his chin and raised his eyebrows as much as possible: "Whether you say it or not depends on who you are." Between the words, it is: Anyone can blame me, but you can't!

The man held back his anger: "Ou Jiming, I'm your brother!"

Ou Jiming couldn't hold back a 'puchi' laugh: "Brother? Are you qualified?"

Man: "You—" He gritted his teeth angrily, but he couldn't do anything about Ou Jiming.

Who made grandpa love him?

"Okay, you two brothers quarrel when you meet, can you let me, an old man, be quiet for a while?"

"Grandpa, if you don't pay attention to your words, I might not want to talk to you." Ou Jiming even refused to give face to his own grandfather.

The old man Ou was suddenly choked and speechless, and gave him a sideways glance: "Don't come in with me yet."

Ou Jiming put his hands into the pockets of his trousers, followed in a leisurely manner, and did not forget to show a sneer at the man.

The man's face became ugly, but he still held back his anger and walked in.

Ou Jiming followed old man Ou into the main room, and the old man sat down in his special seat, his face suddenly darkened: "You have been back to China for three months, why didn't you tell your family?"

Ou Jiming: "Don't tell me, don't you all know?" He sat lazily on the chair beside him, with Erlang crossing his legs, as if he was limp on it.

Old man Ou stared with anger, and knowing that Ou Jiming had such a bad temper, he could only suppress his anger, and said, "Then why don't you go home?"

Ou Jiming: "Go home?" He looked around the room critically, and finally fell on the young man, "Is this still my home?"

He was deliberately provoking the man.

"Ou Jiming." The man snorted.

"Okay, Haonan, it's not that you don't know Ji Ming's temper, why are you serious with him?" Old man Ou immediately came out to smooth things over.

Ou Haonan's breath was blocked in his heart, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: Grandpa, your partiality is beyond reason, and Ou Jiming didn't show any affection for you.

Old man Ou knew that no matter how much he talked with Ou Jiming, there would be no result, so he changed the subject and asked Ou Jiming with concern: "What happened to the injury on your face? Who did it?"

Ou Jiming immediately looked at Ou Haonan.

Ou Haonan: "Ou Jiming, the injury on your face has nothing to do with me. Don't try to be lazy on me. You were fine when I left yesterday. If you don't believe me, you can ask Qin Bang... Uncle."

Ou Jiming shook his legs: "Who said my injury has anything to do with you, what are you trying to do here?" He said, looking at old man Ou with a careless expression, "It's nothing serious, the boy last night The boy thought I was too aggressive, so..." He shrugged helplessly, "This kind of thing happens often, grandpa, you don't have to worry about it."

"Ou Jiming!" Old man Ou couldn't hold his breath anymore this time. He pointed at Ou Jiming's nose and cursed, "Why are you so hard-working and messing with those perverted men?"

Ou Jiming frowned, his face sank: "Grandpa, please come up with some words."

Old man Ou was suddenly so angry that he couldn't control himself.

Ou Haonan immediately stepped forward to support the old man, patted him on the back and glared at Ou Jiming angrily: "Can't you calm down a little? This is our grandpa."

"Okay, stop pretending. It's not the first day I know that I'm a man, who is it for?" Ou Jiming yelled impatiently.

Old man Ou, who was panting with his mouth open just now, calmed down. He straightened his clothes and sat up straight: "Ji Ming, you should move back home."

Ou Jiming bit his nails: "I live quite comfortably there now."

Old man Ou: "No one will take care of you over there."

Ou Jiming: "I'm such an adult, I can take care of myself. If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first." He got up injured and wanted to leave.

Old man Ou couldn't hold back any longer, and said, "You don't have to move back home, but you have to go back to work in our own company."

Ou Jiming: "Grandpa, I think you should have found out. I have a job now, and I am a major shareholder and boss of a company, just like my dad when he was young." He bit the last sentence very hard, but his eyes were on The clean bluestone slabs under your feet.

Ou Haonan's face changed instantly, but he still endured it.

Today’s chapter basically has nothing to do with our little Yueyue, but old man Ou is also pretty cute~~

Everyone guess Ou Haonan's identity~