Chapter 30

I was looking forward to her working in the hall tonight. That's good. Xia Yihan has gone. What else can she look forward to?

The housekeeper looked at her impatiently and hummed, "you'd better dance well. I don't know if you can dance well. Tomorrow Mr. Ye will see you more."

Jiujiu and Liu Xiaojiao are really happy for Xia Yihan, but they also envy her good luck.

Xia Yihan was surprised to hear that ye Zimo had asked her to go to her bedroom. She was a little worried about what happened in the afternoon. She didn't know whether this trip was a blessing or a curse.

Seeing that he is about to meet Mr. Ye Li, I hope he just wants to call her, and has no other idea.

She knocked on the door of Ye Zimo's bedroom with uneasy mood, and his cool voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

The temperature of the air conditioner in Ye Zimo's room is very low. His upper body is bare, his wheat skin is exposed to the air, and his lower body is casually surrounded by a white bath towel.

Like an elegant leopard, he leans lazily at the head of the bed. Although he just leans carelessly, his whole body exudes charming male flavor.

When Xia Yihan saw him, his face turned red immediately, and he looked away. At the same time, his heart beat wildly for several times.

I don't know what's going on. I didn't see him last time, but this time I caught a glimpse of him, which made her flustered.

She stood at the door, bowed her head, barely calm and asked softly, "Mr. Ye, what can I do for you?"

"Come here!" The short command is full of deterrent power. After a moment of ideological struggle, Xia Yihan walked to his bedside.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Ye?" She went to his bed and repeated the first question.

"Be my woman!"

When ye Zimo said these four words, he suddenly stretched out his hand to her waist, and Xia Yihan, who lost his center of gravity, immediately fell into his strong arm.

His warm palm with a bit eager to cover her, lips also to her small mouth pressure, Xia Yihan turned his head, avoid his lips.

"No! Let go of me She resisted the electric current created by him. She cried and struggled with all her strength. Her straight black hair was thrown out of order by her.

Seeing that he didn't mean to let go, he moved his big hand to the neckline of her uniform. Next second, he might tear her clothes.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, calmed down and asked him coldly, "Mr. Ye, do you like to force women?"

Ye Zimo's action suddenly stopped, but she was still trapped in his arms.

He looked down into her eyes and asked, "why! Why not? "

Since he became an adult, countless women have wanted to climb into his bed. It's always him who doesn't want others. He hasn't met a woman who says "no" to him.

The little woman in front of him is an undercover, and her psychological quality is certainly much better than that of ordinary people.

Her resistance may be true, or it may be just a trick that she wants to refuse to return. After all, it's best to get evidence against his father and become his woman.

Xia Yihan immediately thought about many answers to him, such as he is about to have a fiancee, should not do this to other women, but she did not say it. After thinking for a few seconds, she said in a low voice, "I think this kind of thing needs mutual affection. I don't want to. I believe Mr. Ye absolutely disdains to use coercion."

Of course, he is proud of his self-esteem. What kind of woman does Ye Zimo want? Is it wrong to meet her physical needs?

As she wanted, he let her go.

Xia Yihan can see that he really has such an idea about her. If he wants to be strong, she will not escape, and if she is strong, she will be white strong. He can easily suppress such small things.

She was lucky that he didn't.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye. You are a very attractive man. I'm sorry, I just..." Xia Yihan explained here and suddenly felt that he couldn't go on. He must think highly of himself. I'm afraid he will not be happy to mention other men in front of him.

His brow is indeed as expected slightly close, cold face asks her: "in the heart has other people?"

"I..." she didn't know how to reply.

"Haizhixuan?" His brows are tighter.

"No, it's not!" Xia Yihan shakes his head in a hurry.

She is afraid that she will deny it slowly, and ye Zimo will have an idea about Hai Zhixuan. Haizhixuan is not only her benefactor but also her friend. She can't give him any trouble between words and deeds.

Ye Zimo looked at her like a hawk, and then said coldly, "I'll spend the night in my room tonight."

With that, he reached out to turn off the bedside lamp and lay down on the bed.

His tone can't allow Xia Yihan to refuse, but she still wants to refuse, this time not only for herself, but also for him.

She stood by the bed and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, your mother doesn't seem to want to see me with you. You are a dutiful person again. You must not want to upset your mother. Let me go back to the worker's room. "

Her words could not be more sincere, but ye Zimo didn't seem to hear her. She didn't stand or walk, so she could only stay in the same place.

"Sleep!" He gave a cool command, as if he didn't want to talk more.

She had to follow his orders and lie down on the sofa.

The whole ye house is quiet, and ye Zimo's bedroom is even quieter. In the silence, you can only hear the breathing of two people. His calmness is not so uniform as hers.

Sleeping in his room was like sleeping in the cage of a beast. She had no idea when he would attack her. His actions were always unexpected.

He just disdained to force her, maybe the next second he changed his mind, she has been nervously clenching her fist, ready to resist at any time.

I don't know how long later, she heard his breathing more slowly, think is asleep.

Her heart just dare to relax slowly, this just notice that there is a strong fragrance of flowers in the room, it should be the smell of lilac.

Xia Yihan is deeply impressed by the taste because of Mo Xiaojun. She still remembers Mo Xiaojun's excited expression when they went on an outing and saw lilac for the first time.

"It smells good and I feel like I must have smelled it somewhere," he said

For her, the fragrance is too heavy, and she doesn't like it very much.

I still remember that at that time, Mo Xiaonong said that he would plant two lilacs in the yard. Worried that Xia Yihan didn't like them, Mo Xiaojun convinced Mo Xiaonong that he had no seeds.

At this time, Xia Yihan's heart filled with ten million points of guilt, Xiaojun, if time can flow back, I will let you plant lilac. No, even if the time can't go back, I will plant lilacs for you, full of a garden, and let the rich fragrance accompany your spirit.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihan sighed.

"If I don't sleep, do you mean to make me uneasy?" Ye Zimo's voice is very clear, where there is a little vague meaning, it seems that he has not been asleep at all.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I'll go to bed right away."

Xia Yihan tried to breathe slowly and evenly, thinking that he would fall asleep.

But after half an hour, I heard his voice without any temperature again.

"Talk to me if you can't sleep."

"Well?"

His order was so strange that she couldn't even respond to it.

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Come here and talk to me in my bed His command is very domineering, but a little childish. She felt that he was like a little boy who wanted to pester adults to tell stories.

But he is not a little boy, he is a mature man full of dangerous smell, he may throw her down at any time.

How dare she climb up to his bed?

"Mr. Ye, can we just talk like this?" She asked him with some luck.

"No way!"

"Ye..."

"Do you want me to go to the sofa? It's not just talking. " He spoke slowly, and she felt numb.

Just, he wants to use strong, no matter she is on the sofa, or in bed, the difference is not big. And the sofa is small, there is no room for resistance, not as safe as the bed.

"Mr. Ye, I'll go to bed right away. How can I trouble you to come here?" She got up from the sofa and walked barefoot to his bed. Judging from his voice, he should be on the right side, so she climbed up from the left side.

That's the advantage of big beds. There's a long way between them.

"Speak to me!" He ordered again, this time in a deep voice.

She couldn't see his face, but she could feel his displeasure.

Are you still angry about her refusal?

If you think about it, it's really wrong. She can't sleep because she's afraid of him. There's no reason why he can't sleep. Or, what's on his mind?

They didn't know each other for a long time. Most of the time, he ordered her to act.

She didn't know him at all. How could she know what to say to make him not angry or excited?

"What do you want to hear?" She asked cautiously.

"Whatever!"

"Well, whatever you say, I'll say. Don't be angry."

He didn't say it at all. It seems that he still reserves the right to be angry, but she doesn't have the right not to say it. It's really helpless.

She thought for a moment and said gently, "I want to talk about my views on love. I think love is the most beautiful emotion in the world. It should be single-minded and loyal."

When she said this, she suddenly felt that his long arm pulled her, and then she was rolled by the strength of his arm, and then directly attached to his strong body with fresh fragrance.

Her ears seemed to touch his lips, and only his deep, hoarse voice sounded in her ears.

"Why do you mention love to me. Are you interested in me? Or do you think I'm interested in you? "

At that moment, ambiguous distance, ambiguous words brewed a kind of soul shaking power in the dark, directly attacking her sensitive and fragile heart.

Her heart was beating wildly because of his breath. She thought that she would never feel for a man other than Mo Xiaojun.

But so obvious heartbeat, really just because of fear?

She's in a mess. She's completely in a mess. She's not speaking well.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, No. I just, I just heard you say... "His hot breath blew on her ears, as if those fine invisible fluff were erect by him.

She tried not to be seduced by this kind of close distance, and tried to complete the rest.

"I hear that women are the same. I was just thinking, you don't believe in love, so that's why you say that... "He held her tender earlobe, her words were forced to stop, her body trembled in his arms, and the voice from her mouth sounded like spring water.