Lin Yixun really had a bitter feeling she couldn’t express. How could there be such an shaless and rogue person? Clearly, he had taken advantage, but in the end, it seed like she was the one who took advantage of him.
Lin Yixun wiped her lips in frustration. This wasn’t the first ti Ouyang Hao had done sothing like this to her. She naturally didn’t think that Ouyang Hao was interested in soone like her, so what was this all about?
Lin Yixun’s face suddenly darkened. She looked up at the man in front of her and said softly, "Mr. Ouyang, can you stop teasing like this in the future?"
She racked her brains to co up with the only possible explanation. Ouyang Hao was too playful and didn’t take anything seriously. For a big star like him, kissing soone was like playing house, such a trivial thing. But she didn’t like such trivial gas.
"You think I’m teasing you?" Ouyang Hao saw that Lin Yixun’s face didn’t look good and couldn’t help but get angry. How could this blockhead have such an expression? If it were soone else, they might have laughed happily even in their dreams.
When he was unhappy, he started to speak without thinking. "So what if I’m teasing you? I’m doing it because I’m happy!"
A trace of hurt flashed in Lin Yixun’s eyes, but she suddenly smiled, as if speaking to him, yet also to herself, "Yes, you’re my boss. You don’t need a reason to tease ."
Although she had a smile on her face, there was a bitterness between her brows that made people feel uncomfortable. Ouyang Hao felt a hitch in his heart and started to regret it. Perhaps he had spoken too harshly earlier.
He opened his mouth, about to say sothing, but saw that Lin Yixun had already gotten out of bed. She said lightly, "Mr. Ouyang, I’ll go out to work first."
Her voice was neither high nor low, without fluctuation, but it invisibly conveyed a sense of distance, as if they had returned to a few months ago. Ouyang Hao stared blankly at Lin Yixun’s departing figure, feeling a fire burning in his heart.
Ouyang Hao cursed under his breath and punched the sofa hard.
Lin Yixun left the master bedroom and quickly adjusted her mood. Actually, she didn’t need to take Ouyang Hao’s words to heart just now. After all, she had heard things a thousand tis worse than that, so why should she care?
Thinking this way, she felt completely at peace.
When she ca out of the utility room, she saw Ouyang Hao coming down from upstairs. He was already dressed, wearing a casual outfit. But no matter how casually he dressed, he couldn’t hide the radiance he emitted.
The man’s gaze shifted from her face to the cleaning tools in her hand. His handso face suddenly darkened. He took three steps in two and ca up to her, snatching the cleaning tools and throwing them to the ground.
"You’re still not fully recovered, what are you busying yourself with?"
Seeing Ouyang Hao’s fierce expression, Lin Yixun lowered her head, glanced at the vacuum cleaner lying on the side, and said weakly, "Mr. Ouyang, my cold is almost better. Cleaning the house is not a problem."
"How do you know your cold is completely better? Don’t you know that so colds can recur?" Ouyang Hao pulled her to the side, looking down from above. "I say you’re not fully recovered, so you’re not fully recovered. I don’t want you fainting while cleaning and wasting my precious ti."
"But, Mr. Ouyang, this is my job. If I don’t clean, don’t work, you’ll probably fire sooner or later."
"Who’s the boss here, you or ? If I say you rest, then you rest obediently."
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