The emperor chases his wife: a black-bellied husband clings to the door

Chapter 212 I Can't Remember

"I know you're in his hands, so it's not surprising, is it?"

"Why not strange? I have a signal tracker on my phone, I know it." Xia Yumo said while lying on the table, her fingers kept tapping on the table, making a rattling sound.

"However, they confiscated my mobile phone from the moment I was strapped into the car." He paused and continued, "Qin Liya said that she deliberately used the signal tracker on the mobile phone to mislead you. .”

Ouyang Hanting finished his mouth slowly, and then looked up at Xia Yumo, "If I tell you, the signal tracker is not only the one on the phone?"

"what?!"

Xia Yumo jumped up suddenly, "How many of those things did you put on me?"

"Not many." Ouyang Hanting seemed to think about it for a while, "Two or three."

Depend on!Indeed not much!

Xia Yumo glared at Ouyang Hanting angrily, "Apart from the phone, where else?"

Ouyang Hanting fixed his eyes on Xia Yumo's fingers, and Xia Yumo followed his gaze to his own hands.

Her hands were slender and fair, without any ornaments on them, and her nails were round and neatly trimmed. She had never applied nail polish, let alone a so-called manicure.

Everything about her is original, pure and natural.

"You won't tell me it's in my hand, right? I don't have anything in my hand!"

Ouyang Hanting shook his head, "Of course not."

"Where is that?"

Ouyang Hanting suddenly pushed his job to Xia Yumo, Xia Yumo looked at the empty job and then at Ouyang Hanting, "Why?"

Ouyang Hanting raised his chin and pointed at the rice cooker.

Xia Yumo asked blackly, "Don't you have hands, and, you just stowed them yourself!"

"I found that the rice I served didn't taste good, so I want to try yours."

Xia Yumo stared at the sky speechlessly, in order to figure out where the tracker was, she had to endure it.

Quickly filled a bowl of rice and put it in front of him, "Can we talk this time?"

Ouyang shook his head, "Because of your affairs, I haven't slept or washed all night. Now my brain is not working well, so I can't remember."

Xia Yumo stood up suddenly, "Whether you like to talk or not, I don't believe I can't find it!"

Turned around and walked away.

Ouyang Hanting looked at Xia Yumo's furious back, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

The feeling of bickering with her seems to be very good.

So be it, as long as she can stay by my side, is willing to go to work, and is willing to live a free life, let her...

Xia Yumo hid in the bathroom, carefully checked all the clothes on her body, the pendant on her neck, and the shoes on her feet.

In the end, came the frustrating fact that she couldn't find where the micro tracker was!
"You've been inside for almost an hour, and you haven't come out yet. Are you planning to retire there?"

Ouyang Hanting said something loudly to the bathroom.

"I want you to take care of it!"

Inside, Xia Yumo responded angrily.

Ouyang Hanting was not angry either, he looked away and continued to read the magazine in his hand.

About ten minutes later, Xia Yumo finally came out from the inside with a gloomy expression on her face.

Ouyang glanced at her, as if he didn't notice that she was depressed, he looked away and continued to stare at the magazine.

Xia Yumo thought for a while, then walked up to Ouyang Hanting a few steps, intending to grab his magazine and throw it away.

However, she glanced lightly at the contents of the magazine, and she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then an unnatural flush flashed across her face.

(End of this chapter)