Chapter 130

"The young master has given orders. You can't step out of the villa without his orders." The bodyguard continued.

Song Xiaoya is stunned. It turns out that Jiang Beichen gave the order to the security guard.

She remembered the words he said to her when he was angry yesterday afternoon, "Song Xiaoya, from tomorrow on, you are not allowed to step out of the villa!"

She thought, Jiang Beichen just in anger, casual talk just, didn't expect, he really don't let her go out.

She's grounded now.

Song Xiaoya is a little unhappy. She's not a child anymore, and she hasn't done anything wrong. Why is he so domineering? She's not allowed to go out yet.

"I'll just walk around the door. Is that ok?" Song Xiaoya tries to bargain with the security guard.

But the tone of the security guard was very strong, "sorry, Miss Song, you can't go out without the young master's order."

“……” Song Xiaoya is speechless. How come all the people in this villa regard Jiang Beichen's words as the imperial edict!

She decided to take out her mobile phone and make a call to Jiang Beichen.

"Why, miss me?" Jiang Beichen's magnetic voice came out.

"Jiang Beichen, why don't you let me go out?" Song Xiaoya is not happy to question him, this feeling of being captive, let her very uncomfortable.

As soon as Jiang Beichen heard her words, her voice immediately became gloomy. "Song Xiaoya, who do you want to see?"

Does she want to go out and meet those messy people again?

"I don't want to see anyone. I just want to go outside. Can't I?" Song Xiaoya pursed her lips discontentedly.

"What do you mean by outside?" Jiang Beichen continues to ask.

"I'll take a walk around and get some exercise." Song Xiaoya replied. She'll get moldy if she stays in the house all day.

Jiang Beichen reminded her, "there is a garden in the villa, you can go there for a walk." Who says you have to go out for a walk.

"But your villa is too quiet to be angry. I don't like it." Song Xiaoya says helplessly, and the servants here are too awed by her, as if afraid, and dare not say a word more.

Hearing her complaint, Jiang Beichen suddenly said, "well, you wait for me at home for half an hour."

"What for?" Song Xiaoya doubts.

"I'll go out for a walk with you," said Jiang Beichen with a strange low smile on the other end of the phone. "Are you very happy?"

On hearing this strange voice, song Xiaoya immediately refused, "no, I won't go out. It's good to walk in the garden of the villa. I won't disturb your work."

"Song Xiaoya, are you hating me?" Hearing her refusal, Jiang Beichen frowned again.

He offered to go for a walk with her, but she turned him down! He was obviously rejected.

"No, no..." Song Xiaoya quickly explained, "I just don't want to trouble you. Don't think too much."

"Well," he sneered, "I've never been afraid of trouble, waiting for me at home." Then, the phone was hung up and a busy beep came.

Song Xiaoya has a look at her mobile phone and is in a mess.

If she doesn't do it, she really does it herself this time, causing herself a trouble!

More than 20 minutes later, song Xiaoya is basking in the sun in the flowers of the villa, and his mobile phone rings, "Song Xiaoya, I'm at the door, come out immediately."

"It's very good here. I don't want to go out. Can't I?" It's not a walk. It's surveillance. She would never think that walking with Jiang Beichen is a romantic thing.

"Three minutes, if you don't come out, you understand the consequences." Jiang Beichen is a little impatient, so he hangs up again.

Song Xiaoya looks at the mobile phone in his hand, a burst of speechless. But for her own safety, she finally chose to go.

Jiang Beichen was standing in front of the door, leaning on the sports car and waiting for her. After seeing the mask on her face, she frowned, "Song Xiaoya, have you caught a cold?"

"No

"What kind of mask do you wear?"

"It's all your fault." Song Xiaoya dawdles to his side, whispering.

If Jiang Beichen hadn't bitten her mouth, she would have been armed to her teeth now.

Jiang Beichen immediately thought of yesterday in bed bite her lips, he hooked the corner of the mouth, step to her body, put his hand around her waist.

Song Xiaoya is scared, and it's too late to step back.

Jiang Beichen's cold face crossed with a bad smile, slender fingers, across the mask, gently stroked her lips, voice with a bit of charm, "Song Xiaoya, next time you make a mistake, the consequences will be more serious than this time."

Another threat, song Xiaoya pouts.

"Go for a walk." Jiang Beichen released her, turned and strode forward.

Looking at her figure, song Xiaoya takes a small step to chase her.The mountain environment is very good, although it is a rich gathering area, but each villa is far away, so it is very quiet.

Jiang Beichen is tall and has long legs. Song Xiaoya quickens her pace to keep up with him. Before long, she is tired. She stops, bends down and gasps.

Is it better for this man to go slowly? She knew that walking with Jiang Beichen could not be a romantic thing.

Jiang Beichen found that she stopped, and her steps also stopped, "Song Xiaoya, can't walk? Your physical strength is so bad... "

Song Xiaoya retorted, "I don't have your long legs. How can I catch up with you? I can't blame you!"

She can walk fast if she has such long legs.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen nodded, then low Mou swept her one eye, "say right, really can't blame you, only blame your leg too short."

"You..." Where is her leg short? His legs are too long!

Jiang Beichen turned around and walked back. In her surprised eyes, he suddenly picked her up. Song Xiaoya's body is not stable, and immediately puts her arms around his neck.

"Now, our legs are as long as ours." He looked down at her and said with satisfaction.

"Do you mean to carry me like this?"

"Can't you?" Jiang Beichen picks eyebrow way toward her.

"I'd better go by myself. You can't go so fast." Song Xiaoya looks around. Fortunately, it's quiet and there are no people here. Otherwise, it would be a shame.

Song Xiaoya is just glad that a car slowly passes by them. Song Xiaoya immediately buries her head in Jiang Beichen's arms.

When the car went away, she looked up and said, "I think we'd better go back." I'm tired of walking anyway.

"Good." Jiang Beichen nodded his head, then held her and walked back to the villa.

Song Xiaoya was really tired, so she didn't say anything more. She put her arms around his neck and let him go back.