The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Why am I peeking!The brain is not normal?

Sai'an felt ashamed, his face became hotter and hotter, and he fanned his face crazily, his little face was flushed with blond hair and blue eyes, making him look even more charming and delicious.

"Why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

Oren's voice sounded from behind Sai'an, and he looked at Sai'an who was squatting under the window with a frown while clutching the wound on his abdomen.

Hearing this voice, Sai'an's blushing and heartbeat disappeared instantly, and he looked up at Oren displeased.

On the surface, he didn't seem to be afraid of Oren, but the arms hugging his body were tightened, and the eyes looking at Oren were also wary.

Now that I look like a ghost, what else can I do to him? Is it necessary to guard against me?

Seeing the meaning in Sai'an's eyes, Oren frowned again.

But he didn't get angry, but looked out of the window, and happened to see Shen Mu downstairs still hugging Ye Xiaoqin, his hands were dishonest.

Oren immediately looked down at Sai'an who was squatting down, and said to him, "It's not like I haven't been kissed before, how can I be shy when I see this?"

"It's none of your business."

Sai'an retorted loudly, but his face was very red, and he looked at it angrily while squatting with his body hugged.

Seeing Sai'an's face, there was a smile on the corner of Oren's mouth, and it was the first time he had seen Sai'an's blush like this.

He stretched out his hand to Sai'an, asking La Sai'an to get up, but Sai'an was not happy, so he just ignored him and got up and walked to the sofa.

He sat down on the sofa, hugged his body and buried his head in his knees, obviously not wanting to see Oren or respond to him.

How could Oren not know, covering his wound and enduring the pain, walked towards Sai'an, and sat down on the coffee table in front of Sai'an.

Knowing that Oren was coming, Sai'an immediately bit his lip and held back his anger. There was no place to sit, so he had to sit opposite me.

He really wanted to give Oren a kick and tell him to go away, but he was afraid that if he kicked Oren with all his strength, he would belch here, and Ye Miao would have to be hurt so he wouldn't do that.

Sai'an's ignorance made Oren feel a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to touch Sai'an, but when he wanted to hold it, there was a crisp snap. Sai'an slapped his big hand away, and lifted his head out of his knees to hug himself tightly, enduring his fear. glared at him.

"I can't do anything, don't be so nervous." Oren reassured.

"Then why are you touching my hand!"

Sai'an asked angrily, his chest heaving violently.

"Can't even touch hands?"

Oren frowned.

When Sai'an heard this, he was immediately furious, making it seem like it was his fault for not touching him.

"Do you think that your family is omnipotent and that everyone should please you and kneel at your feet?" Sai'an asked Oren angrily, restraining his anger.

After listening to Oren's calm face, he said angrily, "From my birth to now, no one has flattered me or flattered me, and even knelt down to beg me."

"you"

Sai'an was so angry that he was obviously mocking Oren, but he didn't expect Oren to be so thick-skinned.

He clasped his body tightly with both hands, and yelled at Oren who was sitting on the tea table, "Without your family, you Oren are nothing, you are just a mad dog relying on the power of your parents to bully others."

The word "mad dog" displeased Oren, but he only frowned.

He knew that Sai'an had been suppressing his anger all these years, and he let Sai'an express it without getting angry.

I don't get angry when I'm called a dog. I stabbed his stomach and not his brain.

Sai'an seriously doubted whether Oren was fooled by being stabbed. Ordinary Oren would have made him look good.

Sai'an frowned and looked at Oren sitting in front of him, the more he looked, the more he felt sick.

How could Oren fail to see Sai'an's doubts, he had already made up his mind to reform himself, so naturally he would not be cruel to Sai'an again.

He raised his hand, and lightly touched Sai An's white and tender face with his fingertips.

Sai'an reacted greatly, and immediately leaned on the sofa to distance himself, his eyes fell on the fruit knife in the fruit bowl in a panic.

Oren glanced at the knife out of the corner of his eye, and even if he was not angry, he picked it up and handed it to Sai'an.

Sai'an was furious, "Are you mocking me?"

"I'm afraid you won't be reconciled to stabbing me once, so I want to give you another stab. This injury can also heal together and heal quickly." Oren said calmly, and handed the fruit knife to Sai'an again.

"are you crazy!"

Sai'an was so angry that he didn't take the fruit knife, and felt more and more that Oren was playing with him.

"Then you can treat me as a crazy person, and we can talk about it after stabbing me."

"Talk about it?" Sai'an thought it was funny, "What are you talking about, how many times will I send you to hell if I stab you?"

"If you really want me to die, I'll call my parents right now and say goodbye to them."

Oren looked serious, but Sai'an was terrified, and looked at him in disbelief.

I'm afraid this person has a tumor in his brain, is there something wrong?

For Oren's transformation, Sai'an only felt uncomfortable and abrupt.

Oren didn't speak, picked up the peaches in the fruit plate, lowered his head and quietly peeled them, and brought them to Sai'an when they were finished.

Sai'an looked at the crookedly peeled peach in front of him and wanted to touch Oren's forehead to see if he had a fever.

What new bully trick?

Sai'an, who was bullied a lot, questioned him, hugged his body and looked up at Oren who was sitting on the coffee table, frowning at him.

Oren didn't give any explanation, cut a small piece of peach and fed it into Sai'an's mouth.

Sai'an didn't want to eat it, but he didn't dare to spit it out, so he could only chew while guarding against Oren.

Who can tell him what's going on now, Oren himself?