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"No wonder!" "I don't want to be a burden to someone like you who hates the new and hates the old in the future …" Zhuo Yanfeng could not stand him any longer, so he directly said, "If it wasn't for you helping me, do you think I would have stayed here?"

Today, Ouyang Yu had asked her what her "purpose" was. He might as well use this opportunity to express his stance so that he wouldn't be suspicious of her.

"Is that so?" Feeling the elasticity of her stomach, Ouyang Yu chuckled, "Zhuo Yanfeng, do you know?" Sometimes, I look forward to your growth. I wonder if a piece of white paper, slowly dyed with other colors, will become a beautiful painting or a dirty tarpaulin. "

"No matter what it is, it has nothing to do with you. First, take your head away …" This guy, at times, he really has a devilish personality.

"How could it be okay? I want to take Han Muyun's place and become the one in charge of your life's colors. "Ouyang Yu's hand suddenly relaxed as he gently caressed her face, saying," I can no longer restore myself, but your body is completely blank, so I can paint the colors and scenery I like. "

Yes, he could let her develop according to his expectations.

"Can you?" With his hands free, Zhuo Yanfeng did not immediately flee. Instead, he asked in a soft voice.

Ouyang Yu couldn't help but look at her.

Her eyes were still as clear as water. Her black pupils were like pearls soaked in mercury. The tears that had just washed away made them even brighter.

Were the brushes of her life really in the hands of these people?

"You don't want to?" Ouyang Dihua asked instead of answering.

"Do all men like the feeling of control?" Zhuo Yanfeng didn't answer and instead asked, "Just like driving a car, the feeling of being able to control the steering wheel and the speed is fascinating?"

"Ah, I prefer the driver to help me drive." Ouyang Yu pondered for a moment before replying with a smile.

"Are you worried that the driver will suddenly lose control and dash down the cliff? Or hit another car? " Zhuo Yanfeng asked again.

"Some people get unlucky and fall to their deaths while walking, while others get shot while lying down..." There is no end to the unforeseen in life. " Ouyang Yu wouldn't let her drag him away. He changed the subject and asked, "What kind of person does Xiao Feng want to be?"

"Become... The person who wants to be. " Zhuo Yanfeng also answered vaguely.

She would never let anyone take control of her life again.

"Oh …" "What kind of person do you want to be?" With a thought from Ouyang Yu, Zhuo Yanfeng shuddered.

Because the short hair rubbed against her belly through her clothes... It was itchy.

"That's right …" Every dream has to be brought to fruition, all the way to the end... "Until I'm satisfied …" Zhuo Nianfeng would never tell him the details, otherwise, he would definitely cause trouble.

"There really is a goal." Ouyang Yu turned his head, and Zhuo Yanfeng couldn't help but groan.

"Please... "Don't press me down …" Zhuo Yanfeng endured the itchiness as his lower abdomen spasmed under the pressure.

"Ah …" "Is Feng very ticklish?" It was as if Ouyang Yu had suddenly discovered a secret as he reached out to scratch her ribs.

"Haha …" "Stop …" Zhuo Yanfeng could no longer hold it in and pushed him away.

"His laugh is also very bright. Why does he look like he has something on his mind?" Ouyang Yu was pushed to the side as he turned his body, continuing to scratch her stomach as he muttered to himself.

"Let go …" Hahaha … I... "I can't do it anymore …" Zhuo Yanfeng felt his stomach cramp and wanted to get up, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

When Ouyang Yu saw that she was about to burst into tears, he couldn't stop laughing. With a trace of a smile, he said, "From now on, you have to smile like this everyday, do you understand?"

"Good …" "Alright …"

It would be a wonder if he didn't die from laughter!

"Ouyang …" Haha … Stop scratching... Stop... "Haha …"

"How about staying here tonight?" Ouyang Yu asked in an extremely elegant manner.

"No …" "Haha …" Zhuo Yanfeng could no longer laugh. He pulled at the bed sheet in a frenzy, feeling his intestines knotted up. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

"So disobedient." Ouyang Yu finally stopped and pulled the young girl who was clutching her stomach to his side. He wiped off the sweat on her hair and wiped away the tears on her face. "Tell me a story and I'll let you go back to sleep."

Zhuo Yanfeng's body was still twitching slightly, and his throat was dry to the point of being unable to speak. He weakly nodded and looked at him with gratitude.

She knew … Ouyang Yu wasn't Han Muyun.

He had more self-control than a teenager and teasing her was like teasing his pet.

If he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't be able to resist at all.

But Ouyang Yu wouldn't do anything to her.

At least until she saw the will, he wouldn't go too far.

Therefore, as long as she was slightly cooperative and didn't really anger him, there would be no problems.

The night gradually turned darker.

On the soft bed, the man's rosy lips curved upwards as he quietly pursed his lips. His often playful eyes were covered by long and thick eyelashes. The gentle light shone on his jade-like face, reflecting a faint light.

Zhuo Yanfeng gently pulled up his blanket and let out a long breath — he had finally fallen asleep.

He rubbed his sore shoulder, turned off the light, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Tomorrow... Would Ouyang Yu really bring her to see Xiao Yin?

In any case, bring him a slice of almond malt cake, which does not burden his heart, and he can eat as much as he likes.

When he thought of Xiao Yin, it was just as Ouyang Yu had said. His brain began to become excited, and Zhuo Xinfeng was completely devoid of sleepiness.

The next day, Zhuo Yanfeng opened his eyes in a daze and found himself leaning against a person's warm embrace.

Wu, this embrace's smell is very good, after the bath's fragrance, she comfortably rubbed her hands together, then closed her eyes again.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly frowned uncontrollably. This smell wasn't from Han Muyun.

Zhuo Yanfeng habitually reached out his hand to stroke his face, but before his brain could fully wake up, a sharp pain arose from the depths of his heart — she had already separated from him!

That tiny but intense pain had completely awakened him. Zhuo Nianfeng hurriedly retracted his hand and opened his eyes, raising his head to look at Ouyang Yu's smiling eyes.

"Aren't you being too excited last night? How can I finish all the breakfast? " Ouyang Yu said in amusement as he watched her leave his arms as if she'd seen a ghost.

"Ah …" "Where is this place?" Zhuo Yanfeng stared dumbfoundedly at the white clouds outside his window, knocking his head. Was he dreaming?

She had made a lot of snacks last night and only went back to her room to sleep at five or six in the morning.

How did he end up on the plane in a dream?

Three hours ago.

It was still dark in the winter town.

Ouyang Yu had already woken up.

He was going to have a computer conference with the Americans. It was four or five in the morning, just before the end of the day.

Halfway through the meeting, he suddenly ended early.

Because the monitor connected to the computer was flashing, Zhuo Nianfeng's room would only flash a reminder when there was a big movement.

He turned on the surveillance camera and saw Zhuo Nianfeng suddenly jump down from the bed and fly around the room like a headless fly.

How could he sleep at this point?

Zhuo Nianfeng walked around the room, but couldn't find the person he was looking for. He opened the door and walked outside.

Out of habit, look in the next room.

Usually, when Ouyang Yu wasn't in this room, she would wander around for a while before going downstairs to look for Du Yuan.

Ouyang Yu's door was unlocked. Zhuo Xinfeng walked in with his eyes half closed and walked to the bedside. Seeing someone on the bed, he couldn't help but rejoice. "Xiao Yun …"

Ouyang Yu closed the computer and frowned slightly.

Although Du Yuan would report every day and he could see her every move from the surveillance cameras, when she called out Han Muyun's name in front of him, it still felt like … Sick.

Being ten years late, it was really hard to catch up quickly.

"Xiao Yun... Why are you here? "Hurry up and go back to sleep …" Zhuo Yanfeng mumbled to himself as he reached out to grab Ouyang Yu's hand.

Ouyang Yu endured for a moment before finally giving his hand to her.

This is the first time a woman has been used as another man … This taste was really fascinating!

After she brought him back to her room, it was impossible for Ouyang Yu to sleep.

Looking at her lying beside him, he saw that the little girl from ten years ago had already grown into a big girl. The distance between them was so close that he had no idea where to start.

So, when she was asleep again, she called the plane to get ready, put on a coat for her, and lifted her onto the plane.

As for Zhuo Yanfeng, because he found 'Han Muyun', he slept soundly and only woke up now.

"We are …" Zhuo Yanfeng realized that he was wearing pajamas under his jacket, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"You can't have forgotten to go and see Le Dian Yin, right?" Ouyang Yu shook his head and continued, "I saw you sleeping so soundly in the morning, so I carried you on the plane. I thought you could open your eyes and see the sunrise in Washington."

Due to the time difference, it was about the right time to fly over and watch the sunrise.

"Lil 'Yin …" Zhuo Yanfeng immediately turned to look at him, and after a few seconds, he asked with a trembling voice, "What did you just say?"

"To see Le Dian Yin." Ouyang Yu raised his eyebrows as he spoke.

"No, last sentence."

"You were too excited last night." He repeated the words patiently.

"No, I think I heard something like breakfast." God, she'd worked hard all night to make snacks, not for him to eat.

"Oh, you made too much breakfast for me. I can't finish it, so I'll give it all to the servants …" Ouyang Yu said innocently.

"What?" It was all Zhuo Yanfeng's fault for forgetting to put away the pastries. He clenched his teeth gloomily and suppressed his anger, "Didn't you hate eating pastries? That is... "That …"

"I'll eat whatever you make." Ouyang Yu blinked and asked, "Isn't 'that' made for me?"

"Forget it …" Seeing his smiling face, Zhuo Yanfeng turned his face away in frustration. He must have done it on purpose!