Chapter 87: Dictator, dictatorship

"Difficult to eat, don't eat, continue to clip."
Miyao ordered him to enjoy her service and to please him.
When Xiao Nian bit his lip, he stood up from the table. "I will give you some breakfast."
"No, your hand is hurt." Gong Ou refused.
"I am going to bake a few slices of bread and I won't get my hands." When Xiao Nian said that he was going to go, Miyao sat there, his tone suddenly cooled down. "I can't say that I am not allowed to enter the kitchen."
The anger in his tone is obvious.
When Xiao Nian looked at him helplessly, he extended his hand. "I have to recover a few days in this small wound. Do you have to eat all the time?"
"If you don't eat, don't eat starvation is the thing of my palace." Gong Ouyi gave her a look and was stubborn.
""
When Xiao Nian did nothing, he stood there.
Isn't she doing so delicious at all, is he actually going to be shot for this hunger strike?
"You eat yours." Gong Ou Zhao said to her, black eyes reflected her face, "Hurry and tell your purpose."
"what"
When Xiao Nian squatted.
"Get up early in the morning is a maid's outfit, and it's a diligent dish, but I don't want to have a hand injury to make breakfast. If I don't see your intentions, my eyes are so embarrassing."
Gong Ouyi glanced at her, took the cup and took a sip of milk, and the brow was tight.
Damn, it’s not that the milk that is hot is so hard to drink.
He saw it.
When Xiao Nian smiled and sat down at the table, he said, "I don't have any intentions, I am."
How to open it.
"What is it?" Miyao stared at her tightly, and her voice was low.
"I just want to take a vacation." When Xiao Nian looked at Gong Ou, his face showed a pleading expression. "After two days, I came up with a trick and asked if you borrowed a car."
She asked carefully.
It is said that the black scorpion of Miyau is deep and deep, "Where to go"
"I just want to go for a ride." When Xiao Nian did not dare to say that he was going to investigate the truth three years ago, when he said it, he really didn't have to go out.
"I can go for a ride with you today."
Miyao pushed the milk cup to the side and sank it. It was amazing.
Who wants him to accompany him?
When Xiao Nian bit his lip and thought about the words, the voice said softer. "It is like this. I am a painting. When I have no inspiration, I need to go out and find some inspiration."
"Where are you going, I will take you there."
The voice of Miyako is a little bit heavier, indicating that his current mood is also a little bit heavier.
"I" when Xiao Nian observed his look, hesitated for a few seconds or a bite, "I want to go alone."
Unsurprisingly, Miyako's face sank instantly.
When Xiao Nian looked at him uneasy, Feng De, who was on the side, silently stepped back two steps.
The restaurant was suddenly quiet and dead.
The crystal bead curtain swayed gently at the door, reflecting a glazed brilliance.
Palace Ou sat there, a handsome face with no expression, the dark eyes looked so straight at the opposite moment, the thin lips smashed into a line, the chin's lines were tight, let him whole It looks cold and gloomy.
It was a clear morning, but it was like a depression before the thunderstorm.
"You have tried your best to please me today, just to open me up." Gong Ou suddenly sneered, and the eyes were full of irony. "You can really surprise me."
Her morning work made him comfortable.
At this moment, she stabbed the knife in.
This knife is awkward.
"No, I am used to a person to find inspiration." When Xiao Nian tried to explain, he looked a little flustered at his sight.
He is not happy with her imagination.
"Sorry, from today, your habit must be changed." Gong Ou is cold and cold, slowly getting up from the table, leaning over her from the long white table, staring at her eyes in a low and gloomy manner, indifferent and indifferent. The sound is slowly coming out of the thin lips. "No more, you will never paint."
There is no room for negotiation.
He simply did not let her go out alone.
When Xiao Nian’s face was white,
Why can’t I have a little space of my own
?
"You have the same space around me." Why do you have to be alone?
"It's not the same. Everyone needs space for themselves."
"I don't need" Miyao's tone is cold to the extreme, "I can't, why do you want it?"
""
When the little thoughts are speechless.
Indeed, since he has clarified his words, he has taken her 24 hours, and he has not had his own space. He does not need to represent him is normal.
Seeing that she didn't talk, Gong Ou thought she was a compromise. He stood up and looked cold. When he couldn't help but open his mouth, "Do you have to be so okay?"
Control her freedom, control her time, control her body, everything is controlled by him, then what is she?
Gong Ou turned back and looked like a sharp cold blade, extremely sharp, "Yes"
A word that is cut off.
This home, he has the final say
When Xiao Nian sighed at him, the fire also took his heart, and a slap in the face gradually revealed an unbearable anger, "dictator madness"
She shouted at him, shouting, and she stood up with her hands on the table and ran away without looking back.
Miyako's face is completely dark.
"boom"
He flipped his chair on one side, and his eyes slid in a gloomy direction.
Dictator mad
Oh, she changed her mind to want to get space and freedom from him, what is his palace, and the virus wants to stay away from him.
Don't even think about it
"Give me a optimistic view of her, don't give her the opportunity to run away." Gong Ou sneaked out in a disgusting manner, and one hand squeezed into a fist, slamming on the table and venting anger.
Feng De looked down and bowed his head. "Yes, young master."
Miyao went to the gym, pressed his hand to press the stomach, and the feeling of being empty made his anger even worse. Seeing nothing is pleasing to the eye, smashing things all the way, and getting a wolf.
Space, space.
He thought that this woman had recently learned, and the study stopped, and the result was still like this.
Actually dare to call him mad, dictator.
He doesn't want to take her out of trouble every day. She wants space instead. She just wants to stay away from him.
"boom"
Miyao made a heavy walk on the treadmill, and a pair of slender legs began to run. A handsome face was covered with haze, and the blue veins of the forehead were highlighted.
Unable to talk about the troubles gathered on the chest, Miyao took out the mobile phone, directly dialed back to the company, and smashed each high-level one by one over the phone.
"The last acquisition plan was made without you being a waste. You have a brain that is tricky to put you in a mentally retarded brain."
"Where is the system optimization, I haven't seen anything. I want you to change it in a week without a good plan, and roll me back to eat myself."
"You are also very willing to get a salary to be a manager. How can I ask you for this kind of waste? The personnel department should all be fired."
""
Oh.
Rare.
The leaders of the high-level department of the ne one answered the phone one by one, one by one was smashed.
I got a little better, and Miyamoto threw the phone aside and speeded up on the treadmill.
Feng De came in with a clean towel. Gong Ou cold eyes glanced at him and yelled. "I walked slowly all the way. I see that you are also laid off. I can’t do anything with my money. I can't do a meal."
Let him still hungry now.
""
Feng De stood there innocently.
Yes, he is a little older, but he is always good and good; he cooks very well, and the young master does not like it.
Ugh.
Miss Shi really got a good fire.
It is also strange that the young master did not go to Miss Yan, but he was jealous. He is who recruits who.
"Should not be in my eyes," Miyazaki yelled at him.
Feng De sighed, half a squatting man walked forward, walked to the treadmill next to Miyao, bowed his head respectfully, and said with a gentle tone. "Young master, please forgive me."
"Know that you are going to roll your mouth"
Miyako has nothing to say, and the faster the treadmill runs, the thinner sweat sees through the forehead.
"I believe that Miss said that this has no other meaning." Feng De stood there, the voice was gentle and kind. "There is a need for space between men and women."
Miyako’s gaze, "use you to talk"
What space
He is interesting to her, that is to be with her 24 hours. This is the style of his palace.
Feng Deton paused and risked being smashed by the shackles. "When I was in the UK, when I was in contact with my third girlfriend, it was sweet. I can’t wait for every second, but unfortunately. what"
He has a long voice.
Miao Ouwen, who had no heart to listen to, was stunned and asked, "What a pity?"
Seeing that Miyao is interested, Feng De sighs on the air. "It’s a pity that it’s not good, it’s getting tired every day. We all know each other too well. There is no mystery and space. Just like the left hand is only a month away, we are less than a month. I don’t love each other, and I can only break up in the end."