Chapter 30

After being driven out of the kitchen by Shan Yuan in an indifferent way, Su Xiaomi angrily sits on the sofa and breathes out with a pillow.

After staying here for a long time, she is also used to the atmosphere here, and the terrible concept of time. She hardly needs a clock, and someone will urge her to hurry up.

Just like now, Shan Yuan came out of the kitchen and immediately came to her, "Miss Su, please move to the dining room." She knew immediately that it was noon, and it was just twelve o'clock sharp.

Who are the people in this villa.

"I see. Let's wait for Mr. ou." Su Xiaomi is just out of kindness, but she doesn't want to look at her from a distance. Her eyes are more meaningful than unimaginable.

She shrugged and didn't care. Anyway, it's not bad for her to have a good relationship with Ou mingjue.

Thinking of this, the stairs just heard a dull noise. Su Xiaomi looked up and saw ou mingjue walking down the stairs. When he walked, he didn't feel confident, but a bit arrogant and looked down on everyone.

Even though he was almost the same as usual, she still felt that something was wrong.

Dare not say more, she got up to catch up with him, until standing in front of him, he just down the last step, two people face to face, nose almost met.

Su Xiaomi subconsciously back, face suddenly some red, but her mouth said the wind light cloud light, "wait for you for a long time, eat quickly."

"Well." As usual cold words, the difference is, Ou Ming definitely this time did not hold her hand, but more than her, straight to the restaurant.

Inexplicably feel empty hands, Su Xiaomi doubtfully lowered his head swept his eyes, raised in the air hand, suddenly embarrassed to withdraw, to keep up with his pace.

She began to feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, at the dinner table, Ou Ming never had no communication with her, even compared with the usual sullen, he has been rare to take the initiative to speak, "how do you frown?"

What he didn't like most was that she looked miserable.

Buried in a meal of a woman shoulder meal, looked up, puzzled to look at him, "I think you are not qualified to say that I, you look at you."

Ouming never responded, staring at her with a straight face, she immediately admitted defeat, "do I have one?"

If it didn't matter to live, she would carry it to the end with him.

But now it's still his world.

"Well?" Ou Ming is still that attitude. His brow is locked. He seems to be dissatisfied with her saying so much, but he is still worried about the necklace.

He thought about tolerance, but it seemed a little difficult.

Su Xiaomi had to change her tongue and mutter, "OK, I admit it, but it's also because it's so boring here. Every day she just eats and sleeps."

It's a waste of time to give her the studio.

Because she is about to leave. If she gets used to this studio by accident, it's torture for her to escape here and quickly return to the previous shabby life.

However, ouming decided not to mention any pot. He responded calmly, "didn't Shan Yuan arrange a studio for you?" Then he took his goblet and took a sip.

Su Xiaomi swallowed his saliva and felt guilty.

Afraid of being seen through, she replied, "I'm a little obsessive-compulsive, and I'm not used to anything that isn't mine."

Then she put on an air of regret.

Knowing her strange thoughts, Ou Ming never asked. As soon as the conversation changed, he led the topic to the necklace. "Then I think you should be satisfied with everything as long as you wear that necklace on your body."

Even if the voice is not urgent, his sharp eyes have made her feel particularly oppressive.

Su Xiaomi blinked, and suddenly she was in a cold sweat.

She didn't think that she would be discovered by ou mingjue even if she was so careful.

"How do you... Know that I have a necklace on me?" She asked, choking her neck, looking nervous and uneasy. If you apologize, it's really not.

She just wanted to run away. What's the matter?

Serious expression makes the atmosphere more tense. Ouming knows that she can't hold on at last. He really can't figure out why she insists on leaving?

Place the goblet on the edge of the table. He holds the base, shakes it gently, and watches the wine spin in the glass.

At half a sound, he slowly opened his mouth, his tone was cold, just like his expressionless and handsome face, unable to distinguish happiness, anger, sadness and joy, "why do you answer me first?"

finished!

He did know.

Su Xiaomi has no appetite for lunch. She puts her knife and fork on the plate. She stands up and confronts him as calmly as possible. "I like it. What's the matter?"

As soon as her voice fell, ou mingjue showed his impatience. He turned his head and sneered. Obviously, he didn't believe her.

"You don't want diamonds and jewels, but that broken necklace." Ou Ming definitely sneered, the next second changed his face, his temper just appeared at this time, "Su Xiaomi, what do you want?"

Does she want it as long as it's from him?

Is she unhappy as long as she stays here for one day?

She just hates being with him?

"You should know exactly what I want." Su Xiaomi didn't quarrel with her, but argued with him with the same face. She pushed the chair away and left her seat.

As she approached the door, she looked back and said to him in a deep voice as if with some expectation, "I don't want to live like a pig any more. I'm imprisoned here every day. Sooner or later, I'll go crazy."

Without waiting for him to answer, she walked away with a big stride, leaving ou mingjue to gnash his teeth in anger. With a look in his eyes, he suddenly lifted the tablecloth, and the table full of delicious food and wine fell to the ground in a mess.

……

The lunch was not pleasant. With dinner, Su Xiaomi and Ou mingjue ate separately at different times, avoiding meeting directly.

But he just won't let her go!

Walking around the room, Su Xiaomi couldn't figure out what she thought. How did Ou Ming find her necklace on her body? If it was a guess, his eyes were too firm.

Is she under surveillance?

As soon as this idea flashed through her mind, Su Xiaomi suddenly felt creepy. Although she thought it was impossible, she began to rummage in the room suspiciously, for fear that there was a pinhole camera hidden.

At this time, the corner of the ceiling of the room suddenly flashed, and the red light was on. The other end of the star light was connected to the bedroom at the end of the corridor, and the wide LCD TV screen.

On the high-grade suede sofa, the man sat on the sofa, with his back against the back of the sofa. He put one hand behind the sofa and held a glass of brandy with ice in his right hand. He looked very lazy.

As he had just finished taking a bath, he was only wearing a bathrobe, with the belt hanging loosely around his waist, revealing the delicate muscle lines in front of his chest.

Looking at Su Xiaomi rummaging around, he twisted his eyebrows and showed displeasure in his deep pupil eyes.

This woman must be guessing again.

But even if she guessed, it was impossible to find evidence. The whole villa was monitored by micro cameras, which were installed in every corner of the villa and controlled by him.

Thinking of what Su Xiaomi had done today, Ou Ming felt very angry. He drank all the brandy in his glass and poured a full glass.

After two cups, the wine bottle was empty, but a woman on the screen didn't stop. She still kept searching and turned the room into a mess.

He looked at it and felt bad.

Su Xiaomi does not rest, his mind can not clear, can only use alcohol to paralyze their own nerves. Ouming decided to get up and take another bottle of whisky from the window.

He forgot that it's easy to get drunk with different kinds of wine.

Different from the past two bottles will not be drunk, he opened the whisky, but drank two glasses, it is obvious that drunk hazy.

Looking up at Su Xiaomi, he couldn't see clearly. There were many of her in front of him.

But his reason was out of his control. As soon as the delicate glass was empty, it was filled again. The ice melted more and more slowly in the glass, and he drank more and more quickly.

By the end of the night, he was so drunk that he couldn't bear to say, "Su Xiaomi, I won't let you run away, absolutely not..."

……

"A Xiao --" pinching his nose, Su Xiaomi raised his hand and swept in the air. She thought it was too much dust that made her sneeze, so she didn't think much about it.

It took her so long to find nothing, and when she turned to look out of the window and saw the dark, she realized that it was late at night, and she had not washed yet.

"I hope I think too much." Murmuring, Su Xiaomi finally gave up looking for the camera and dragged her tired body to the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

When Su Xiaomi came out of the bath, the wind from the balcony was already a little cold. She put a towel on the sofa, quickly walked to the balcony and closed the door.

At this time, she did not even notice the difference.

Until she inadvertently glanced at the glass part of the two doors and saw that the glass reflected everything behind her, including sofa, bookshelf, huge bed, and... People on the bed!

what the fuck!

There are thieves in this villa!

Because it was too sudden, and Su Xiaomi was too scared, although she didn't cry out, she had already been so scared that her legs were weak and she didn't have the courage to turn her head for a moment.

She is feeling, even the thief can go in and out of the villa, but she can't even step out of the house.

After calming down, she protected her chest, turned around and approached the big bed step by step. But looking at it from a distance, she already recognized who the man on the bed was.

Ouming!

"You're going to scare me to death, O Ming Jue." Su Xiaomi angrily scolded, almost a did not resist, directly to his feet.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, she strode to the bedside and shook him again. "Hey, you have a big bed. Why do you come here?"

He still didn't respond.

Su Xiaomi was a little flustered at this time. She thought something had happened to him. She quickly reached out to his forehead. She muttered, "no fever."

Let go, she bent down again and put her face on his chest. Although his heart beat a little fast, it was still normal.

But what's the thick smell of the wine?