
Ouyang's scent made Murong Xue feel suffocated, she shuddered at hearing him and pushed him away anxiously.
Ouyang held onto his wrist calmly, but he could not move with a firm grip on his wrist, so he instead kicked him.
Ouyang dodged his attack, he turned his body on the cotton rug, he looked into blurry eyes and face gasping for breath, he hugged it in his chest and started exploring his mouth. The kiss was gentle and passionate, she was fascinated by it and she finally let go of herself.
Murong Xue was held back tightly and could not move a single muscle, the passionate kiss was like a storm, flooding her lungs and eating her soul. He was dizzy and almost suffocated, his cheeks flushed red.
As Ouyang kissed intensely, he slowly walked up to his neck, he sucked on his soft skin and the red patches of love bites gradually dyed his neckline.
Suddenly, teardrops fell on his cheek, Ouyang stopped his actions and saw Murong Xue's eyes glazed over, he recalled back with this, “what is it?”
Murong Xue pushed him aside and started punching him with her strength, “I lost my parents since childhood, Ye Yichen bullied me, Lady Du and her daughter oppressed me, now, even you oppressed me.
Ouyang did not resist, his chest hurt from grief, he held onto Murong Xue's waist and explained, “I'm sorry! That was not intentional!”
He just wanted to show her how he felt towards her, but he would never understand in this situation…
“I want to go home... I want to go home..” cried Murong Xue as he continued to hit his chest. Her loose blouse slipped out accidentally, revealing her stomach and white skin.
Ouyang shifted his gaze and pulled back his blouse.
“Alright, I'll take you home, please don't cry!” Ouyang persuaded her and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She's still a baby crying like herself, she hasn't changed at all.
The train stops gradually, Wu Heng reported politely, “Master, we have arrived!”
Ouyang helped Murong Xue get off the carriage and escorted her to the main door of his house.
Murong Xue followed in her footsteps as they walked, she stopped when she saw the big signboard on the door, “this is not my house, we are coming to the wrong place!”
Ou Yang looked at the signboard and continued, “it's also four letters, not much difference from your house.”
Wu Heng grinned beside him, The Zhen Residence and Xiao Yao Residence are indeed made up of four letters, yet have very different meanings, and represent two different households!
“This is not actually my home.” Murong Xue said firmly, she held the doorknob tightly, not wanting to let go. The household surname was 'Hou', but this was 'Wang'.
“We will be there soon!” Ouyang lied as he tried to remove his finger from the doorknob.
He thought to himself, his parents had died, his only brother had gone to the army camp, there was nothing left for him to stay in the Zhen residence. Moreover, with his current condition, it was better to stay here and rest!
A brown-clothed man walked towards them, he accused Ouyang when he heard him, “Ouyang, what are you trying to do? Utilizing poor women?”
Murong Xue's eyes grew heavier as she walked, she gave in to her weak body and leaned against Ouyang's chest.
Ouyang stopped and held Murong Xue in his arms as soon as he heard her regular breathing, he looked at the man and said, “do I still need to utilize women?”
The man in brown clothes coughed to cover up his embarrassment, indeed, Ouyang was tall and handsome, countless women were queuing up to be with him, he did not need to start a move. However, the girl on his chest did not seem to be interested in him.
"Who is this woman?" The man asked anxiously while glancing towards Murong Xue, but his face was buried entirely in his chest.
“He from the Murong” family replied Ouyang, continuing to walk quickly while holding Murong Xue.
“Minong's? Which Murong's is it?” The man was confused.
“How many Murong families do we have in this city?” Ouyang Bentak.
The man was astonished, “dia was. Murong Xue from the residence Zhen .”
Ouyang admitted it with a slight nod and walked away.
The man recalled his memory of the arrogant face of the woman in the colosseum, he continued with great interest, “are you..
Ouyang looked at the man and exclaimed, “does I look like a fake con?”
The dried man chuckled, "she is Ye Yichen's fiancee, now that she is getting into a fierce fight with him, you might be labeled as 'effish' if you get too close to her …."
“Pang!” the main door slammed hard in front of him.
The man did not expect to get such a response, his nose was bleeding from the impact on his face, two streams of blood were flowing in his nostrils. He immediately took out a handkerchief from his pants and looked at the door angrily, he was just advising him, why is Ouyang so angry at him?
“Ouyang, there is an important thing I want to tell you, come out now!” The man banged on the door with his fist. He concentrated too much on making fun of Ouyang and completely forgot about the important matter.
“Tell me tomorrow, I want to rest now.” Ouyang said coldly.
The man joked, “Murong Xue was the one who got drunk, not you, what rest you need.”.
Suddenly an idea popped into his mind, he suddenly realized, “Ouyang, are you thinking to... take advantage of it?”