Chapter 87 dictators and despots
"It's bad. Don't eat it. Keep it." Gong ordered that he enjoy the process of her serving him and flattering him. When Xiaonian bit his lip, he stood up from the table and said, "let me make you some breakfast." "No, you hurt your hand." Gong Ou refuses. "I'll bake some bread, and I won't get it." Shi Xiaonian said that he was about to leave. Gong Ou sat there, his voice suddenly cold. "I'm not sure if it's not allowed. I'm not allowed to enter the kitchen!" The anger in his tone was clear. When small read helplessly looks at him, extends own hand, "my this small wound also wants several days to recover, do you want to not eat all the time?" "No, no! Starvation is my business! " Gong Ou stares at her and is stubborn. “……” When Xiaonian stood there helpless. What she did was not so delicious at all. Did he want to go on a hunger strike because he was shot in the head. "You eat yours." Gong Ou said to her, her face reflected in her black eyes, "say your purpose after eating." "What?" When small read stupefied next. "Early in the morning, I got up dressed as a maid, served dishes with hospitality, and cooked breakfast regardless of my hand injury If I don't see your intention, my eyes are blind. " Gong Ou glanced at her, took a sip of milk from the cup, and screwed his brow tightly. Damn, it's not that the milk is so hard to drink. He saw it all. I sat down at the table and said, "I'm not trying, I'm just..." How to talk. "What is it?" Gong Ou stared at her closely, with a deep voice. "I just want to take a vacation." When Xiaonian looked at Gong ou, his face was pleading, "I'll come up with a door in two days and ask you to borrow a car, OK?" She asked carefully. Wen Yan, Gong Ou's black eyes are deep, "where to go?" "I just want to go for a ride." When Xiaonian didn't dare to say that he was going to investigate the truth three years ago. Once he said it, he really didn't need to go out. "I can go for a ride with you today." Gong Ou pushed the milk cup aside and said in a deep voice, despotic. Who wants his company When Xiaonian bit his lips, considered the words, and said in a more clear and soft voice, "well, I'm a painter. I need to go out to find inspiration when I don't have inspiration." "Where are you going? I'll take you!" Gong Ou's voice is more and more heavy, indicating that his mood is also more and more heavy now. "I......" When Xiaonian watched his expression, hesitated for a few seconds or said, "I want to go alone." As expected, Gong Ou's face sank instantly. When Xiaonian looked at him uneasily, Fengde stepped back silently. The restaurant was as quiet as death. The crystal bead curtain is waving gently at the door, reflecting the luster like glass. Gong Ou sat there, a handsome face without expression. His dark eyes looked at Xiao Nian as he sat opposite. His thin lips were pressed into a line, and the lines of his chin were tight, making him look cold and gloomy. It was a clear morning, but it was like the depression before the thunderstorm. "You tried your best to please me today, just to get rid of me?" Gong Ou suddenly sneered, and his eyes were full of sarcasm. "You can really surprise me." What she did in the morning made him happy. Now she stabbed a knife in again. This knife is tough enough. "No, I'm used to looking for inspiration alone." When Xiaonian tries to explain, he looks at his line of sight a little flustered. He was more unhappy than she thought. "I'm sorry, from today on, you must get rid of this habit!" Gong Ou stood up slowly from the dining table, leaned towards her across the long white table, stared at her eyes with low eyes, and the cold and heartless voice slowly came out from the thin lips, "otherwise, you will never paint." There is no room for negotiation. He didn't let her go out alone at all. Xiaonian's face turned white. "Why can't I have a little space of my own?" "You have space around me, too." Why do you have to be alone. "It's not the same. Everyone needs space for themselves. " "I don't need it!" Gong Ou's voice was so cold that he said, "I can't do it. Why do you want it?" “……” When I read it, I was speechless. Indeed, since he picked out the words, he took her around 24 hours, and he had no space for himself But he doesn't need to be normal. Seeing that she didn't speak, Gong Ou thought that she was compromised. He stood up and tried to leave with a cold face. When Xiao Nian couldn't help but say, "you must be so autocratic?" Controlling her freedom, controlling her time, controlling her body He controls everything about her. What is she? Puppet doll? Gong Ou turned around and looked like a sharp cold blade. He was extremely fierce. "Yes!" A word of certainty. , this family has the final say. When Xiaonian stared at him, his anger also rose to his heart, and his face gradually showed unbearable anger, "dictator! Despotism! " She shouted at him, and when she had finished, she stood up with her hands on the table and ran away without turning her head back. Gong Ou's face was completely black. "Bang!" He kicks the chair aside, and his eyes stare gloomily at Xiaonian's running direction. Dictator? Despotism? Oh, what kind of space and freedom does she want to obtain from him in a different way, and what does she think of him as, virus? Just want to stay away from him? Don't even think about it! "I'll take care of her. Don't give her a chance to run away!" Gong Ou bellowed out fiercely, clenched one hand into a fist, and beat it hard on the dining table to vent his anger. Feng de looked down. "Yes, young master." Gong Ou goes to the gym and presses his stomach. The feeling of emptiness makes him even more angry. He doesn't like everything. He kicks things all the way and makes a mess. Space, space. He thought that the woman had learned recently and stopped learning, but it turned out to be the same! How dare you call him despot, dictator. He doesn't mind taking her in the way every day. Instead, she wants some space. To be honest, she wants to stay away from him! "Bang" Gong Ou steps on the treadmill heavily, a pair of long legs start running, a handsome face is full of haze, and the blue tendons on the forehead are highlighted. I can't tell you how annoying it is. Gong Ou takes out his mobile phone and directly dials it back to the company. He scolds each senior manager one by one on the phone? Are you a waste? Do you have a brain? It might be useful for you to have a brain tonic! " "Where is system optimization? I don't see anything. I want you to think for a week? Changed! One day! There is no good plan in a day. Get back to eat yourself! " "Do you also mean to be a paid manager? How can I ask you to come here? The personnel department should be fired! " “……” It's crackling. There was a crash. n. One by one, the leaders of the high-level departments answered the phone, and one by one they were scolded. Scolded a few, Gong Ou put the mobile phone aside, speed up the running on the treadmill. Feng de comes in with a clean towel. Gong Ou glances at him coldly and angrily exclaims, "take a long walk and swallow it slowly. I think it's time for you to be laid off. You can't do anything with my money, not even make a meal!" Let him still hungry. “……” Feng de stood there innocently. Yes, he's a little older, but he's good at cooking. He doesn't like eating. Alas. Miss Shi really lit a good fire. It's also strange that when the young master didn't scold the young lady, he scolded him. Who did he provoke. "Go away! Don't get in my way! " Gong Ou shouts at him. With a sigh, Feng de walked forward for a long time, walked to Gong Ou's treadmill, bowed his head respectfully and said softly, "excuse me, young master." "Go away when you know you're talkative!" Gong Ou doesn't have any good breath tunnel. He runs faster and faster on the treadmill, and sweat seeps from his forehead. "I don't believe Miss Shi meant anything else." Feng de stood there, his voice gentle and tender, "there is a need for a little space between men and women." Gong Ou's eyes are very sharp. "Do you need to talk?" What bullshit space! He is interested in her, that is to be with her 24 hours! This is his style! Feng Dayton, risking the risk of being beaten and sprayed, continued, "when I was in England, my third girlfriend and I were not very sweet. I wish we could stick together every second, but it's a pity..." He stretched his voice. Gong ou, who had no intention to listen, heard the words and his eyes were stagnant. He asked in a deep voice, "what a pity?" Seeing Gong Ou interested, Feng de sighed, "unfortunately, it's not a long time. We get tired of being together every day. We all know each other so well that we don't have any sense of mystery and space. It's like looking at the right hand with the left hand In less than a month, we all don't love each other, and finally we can only break up miserably. " “……” Gong Ou's running speed is slowing down at a slow speed, and his black eyes are cold. "Young master, put the towel here. I'll go down first." Feng De is a very sensible housekeeper. After that, he put the towel away and retired. Gong OU on the treadmill, thin lips pursed. Tired of everyday together will become left hand to see right hand? What's the matter? Xiao Nian's hands look good. Is he willing to see them. Sad break up No room to break up. He has always looked at her well, but she may not. Gong Ou steps down from the treadmill, picks up a towel and wipes his sweat. Suddenly, he pushes the towel. hit！ Give space to space. What's so amazing! Gong Ou strode out of the gym, went to Xiao Nian's study, reached out and silently pushed open the open door. I saw Xiaonian sitting in front of the desk in a daze. She had changed her maid's dress, dressed in a rural fresh long skirt, with a pen in her hand and no movement. Her long hair was hooked behind her ears. The outline of her side face was pure and flawless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.