Chapter 392

As the sky became dark, the lights in the room began to light up. Liang Jia didn't know how long she had been sleeping. Until all the lights in the room were on, she slowly opened her eyes from the bed.

The head is tearing.

Liang Jia narrowed her eyes. It took her a long time to get used to the light.

Where is this

Deep into the tip of the nose, is different from the past strange breath, Liang Jia's face slightly heavy, feel a trace of bad in the heart.

It seemed that he was aware of her actions. The figure sitting on one side lazily opened his eyes to see her reaction. Seeing her confused appearance, he raised his lips and gently rolled up the broken hair scattered by Liang Jia's ears. "Are you awake?"

This voice

Quickly skimming over the strange ceiling, Liang Jia squints against the light, and she sees the soft face of Ou Yang Ye with her head down and her hair in front of her!

My heart was cold.

She suddenly reaches out her hand to wave away the hand that Ouyang Ye caresses her hair. Just as she raises her hand, she suddenly finds that the thin white hand has no strength at this time.

What the hell is this?

"What have you done to me?"

Liang Jia's voice was a little sharp. It was clearer in the silent room, with a tremor. She leaned powerlessly against the pillow and stared at Ouyang ye, who was calm in front of her. Her hand also bent slightly.

"Don't worry, I haven't done that to you yet." Ouyang Ye's mouth slightly hook, his eyes have been calm, slightly bent down his head, he close to Liang Jia's soft body.

The warm air sprays on the woman's neck, which makes Liang Jia's body shrink involuntarily. She looks at Ouyang ye in front of her eyes, as if she is looking at a newly born devil.

There was a moment of silence in the bright room.

Ouyang Ye's lips slightly hook, his white fingers suddenly clamped Liang Jia's chin, low smile out, "Jia Jia, I love you the most in the world, what are you still worried about?"

Tightly hoop hands, Liang Jia's body still has some weakness, she swallowed a breath, eyes burning at the man in front of her.

The most hateful is this kind of bastard who has done all kinds of bad things in the name of love.

Liang Jia saves the palm of her hand and tries her best to calm down. She doesn't bother to argue with the man in front of her. She has more important things to do than fight for meaningless things with him

If you want to get out, you have to——

Her eyes looked at the strange room quickly, with a little precaution in her eyes, Staring at Ouyang ye, "where did you take me! Where on earth is this? "

The strange room is bright and simple. It's obviously a temporary arrangement. Only the sea outside the glass window gives Liang Jia a clue.

Holding Liang Jia's fingers, Ouyang Ye lifts his lips and looks at Liang Jia's pale, bloodless face with a low smile. "Why do you care so much about this problem?"

It seems that after seeing through all the purposes of Liang Jia, Ouyang Ye's eyes suddenly become deep.

"What? Are you going to tell Zhou Xingchen where you are Ouyang Ye skimmed Liang Jia's chin, and his handsome face was a bit more ferocious. "Give up, Jia Jia, I won't let you have this chance."

Staring at Liang Jia's faded face, Ouyang Ye laughs and stands up slowly.

"It's different here. It's not as easy to escape as you think," he said, squinting his eyes, which were unusually deep. "This time, you can't leave me anyway."

"I tell you, this house has many people's hands, and I've been locked in the door and window. As long as you dare to escape, the alarm will be displayed in this room, which will be very eye-catching. Don't you want this?"

"I run away again and again, but I catch them again and again!"

Looking at Ouyang Ye's startling black eyes, Liang Jia's heart is awe inspiring. She can feel her whole body's blood flowing backwards. Can she say

Is she really unable to escape?

Ouyang ye saw that her face was gloomy, and she was obviously hit hard. As soon as his eyebrows relaxed, he felt some morbid pleasure.

After clapping his hands, Ouyang Ye has the food delivered.

He narrowed his eyes and gently picked up the white porcelain bowl in the tray.The doctor said that after sleeping for a long time, the patient was not suitable to eat too much food, so he ordered his men to cook some light Guangdong porridge.

Spoon gently stirred in porridge, he gently handed the spoon to the pale Liang Jia, "eat it."

Liang Jia's blood color is pale. She saves her hands tightly. It takes her great efforts to knock over the bowl of porridge in Ouyang Ye's hand!

"Ouyang Ye! I tell you! Even if I die, I'll escape! "

"Don't you think about it! Get me

She looked at Ouyang Ye coldly. Her face was expressionless. Her usual calmness was all torn off at the moment, and her mask turned into nothingness. "I tell you, if you don't let me out, I won't eat a mouthful of what you give me!"

Ouyang Ye's smile froze. His hand without a bowl was coldly taken back. His eyes made his scalp numb.

But after that rigid movement, he returned to the previous gentle posture, and slowly straightened his collar. He raised his lips, looked coldly at the pale and bloodless Liang Jia, and laughed.

"Well, it doesn't matter. You can go on a hunger strike." His voice was low. "Anyway, you will never see Zhou Xingchen."

The cold voice rings in the silent room. Ouyang Ye turns around and walks outside the door without any emotion.

"Jiajia, you will never see Zhou Xingchen again in your life."

On the other side of the plane leading to Switzerland, Zhou Xingchen seemed to feel Liang Jia's situation at the moment. His heart became more and more uneasy, and his eyebrows also frowned tightly.

He took a deep breath and looked out of the window uneasily.

Sitting next to him, Ren Chengyan saw his actions, and her heart also involuntarily flashed a trace of bitterness.

Eyes light to see the sadness on his face, Ren Cheng Yan lowered his head, let bangs cover her eyes, can't see what she is thinking.

When I looked up again, the complicated emotions on my face were gone.

She turned her head and covered the armrest with her big hand. Xing Chen held the armrest of the chair with a gentle smile. "Zhou Shao, don't worry. Sister Liang Jia will be OK. You don't have to worry."

After more than ten hours of flight, the woman finally stood firmly in the country where she had left for several months.

Yu Huaqing tidied up her clothes in her spare time, and then raised her feet to squeeze into the taxi.

Xia qiner, I'm back.