Master Ou’s Surrogate Ex-wife Chapter 14: It’s a little bit of a temper

Ou Qingheng raised his hand and knocked heavily on the door, and said in a deeper voice: "Yao Yiyi, open the door!"

It took about ten consecutive shots before the door was opened from the inside.

Yao Yiyi was standing inside the door, her hair was wet, and she was only wearing a bathrobe. Her cheeks were a little flushed from the recent shower, and there were still drops of water on her slender and white neck. There is a sense of abstinence all over the body.

Looking at Yao Yiyi who was like a lotus emerging from water, Ou Qingheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and his throat rolled several times.

Yao Yiyi also noticed his change, but said in a distant manner: "Mr. Ou, I'm a little tired."

Ou Qingheng looked down at her, closed the door, put her on the sofa, caressed her cheek with some rough and wide palms, and said in a low voice, "Why did you lose your temper today?"

Yao Yiyi placed her hands on his broad and hard chest, and said, "I'm just tired."

Ou Qingheng looked at Yao Yiyi quietly, and said: "It's best like this! At the beginning I chose you to marry because I liked you without arguing or making trouble. If you want to fight for college, then I can guarantee , you will never get anything in the end."

Yao Yiyi knew that Ou Qingheng was warning her.

Yao Yiyi's heart was throbbing with pain, but she smiled unrelentingly on her face: "Mr. Ou, don't keep reminding me, I know our marriage is just a transaction. I love your money, you enjoy my body, and occasionally help you deal with those unnecessary rotten peach blossoms."

Ou Qingheng looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to see a trace of reluctance or falsehood on her face.

"It's good to know." Ou Qingheng said.

Yao Yiyi suddenly felt a little tired and couldn't think of dealing with Ou Qingheng at all. She closed her eyes and said, "Mr. Ou, I'm really tired today. I want to sleep, can I?"

Ou Qingheng looked at her condescendingly, then suddenly bent over and picked Yao Yiyi up, put her on the bed gently, and covered her up.

After about an hour and a half, the intense affair slowly died down.

Yao Yi leaned on Ou Qingheng's chest, absorbing his unique masculine breath, but there was imperceptible fatigue in his eyes, his body was tired, but more importantly, his heart was tired.

Ou Qingheng naturally noticed her strangeness, picked her chin and said: "What's wrong with you?"

Yao Yiyi closed her eyes, and after a while, she suddenly said: "Husband, if I have a baby for the two of us, do you want me to give birth to him?"

The night was dark, and loneliness urged people to speak their minds. Subconsciously, Yao Yiyi only wanted to regard Ou Qingheng as a husband who loved her, not as an employee in a transaction.

"You have it?" Ou Qingheng's tone was so calm that no one could tell what was going on in his heart.

"If I really have one, what would you do?" Yao Yiyi asked calmly with her eyes still closed. Maybe in her heart, she still hoped that Ou Qingheng would let her give birth to the child.