Chapter 83

Xia Yihan feels very ashamed and embarrassed, but ye Zimo doesn't miss the scenery and looks at her deliberately.

"Well." He snorted and said without any temperature, "next one, this one is too conservative."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Xia Yihan promised to go to the pajamas pile, picked a more exposed, is a peach red sexy underwear.

After wearing it, she walked up to Ye Zimo again. Even she felt that this kind of pajamas was like the clothes of people who danced gaudy, vulgar and gaudy.

She just didn't know that other people might not look good in such pajamas. But her temperament, wearing such a dress, is very ethereal.

When you raise your hand, when you throw your foot, there are all kinds of customs. The wind coming through the window is blowing the gauze pajamas, and her most beautiful scenery is looming.

Standing in front of him in this way, showing herself, Xia Yihan has been more calm, but he is still very cramped in his heart, and his face is also turning red unconsciously.

"Come here!" He orders in a deep voice, and she takes a step closer to him.

"Another one. It's too vulgar."

In fact, only two or three of Lin Ling's pajamas are not so vulgar. The others are all for erotic dancing.

Xia Yihan guesses that Lin Ling did it on purpose. The woman's intuition tells her that Lin Ling doesn't like to help her buy clothes. She probably likes Ye Zimo, too.

Read all the pajamas and nightskirts, and finally Xia Yihan chose a black silk one.

It's almost a fun Nightgown, which has more exposed places and less covered places.

After she dressed, she went to Ye Zimo, and he looked at her like a commodity, seeing from the top. There was not much desire in his eyes, just a cold look.

This time, she was very conscious, did not ask for ye Zimo's order, so she went to the place he could reach and stood quietly.

His big hand impolitely covers her, sensitive to himself, Xia Yihan feels very embarrassed, but can't show resistance. Once in a while, her body was tense, and she told herself to relax.

His eyes were always coldly fixed on her small face, without any emotion.

He took away his finger, stretched out his hand, and she fell into his arms. Then there was a tearing sound, and her nightgown broke.

"Do you know why I asked Lin Ling to buy clothes for you this time?" His voice was cold, just like a king.

"I see."

These clothes are not for her, but for him to tear. She was facing the mirror. In the mirror, she saw how embarrassed she was shaking under his hand.

His humiliation made her feel guilty for him, which disappeared in a moment.

She was afraid to look that way again and closed her eyes tightly.

"Open your eyes and watch." He ordered coldly. She bit her lip and opened her eyes again.

The woman in the mirror blushes. Maybe she will never forget this picture in her whole life. She knows that he just let her know that she is a plaything without saying anything.

"Does that feel good?" He asked her.

In his world of Ye Zimo, there is always such a clear distinction between rewards and punishments.

She challenged his bottom line and trampled on his self-esteem, so it's all she should bear.

Xia Yihan gave a bitter smile and said, "if you want me to feel good, I feel very good, very good. If you want me to feel pain, then you are successful. I feel pain and shame. "

After the punishment, ye Zimo was still indifferent.

"Get dressed and go out!"

Xia Yihan's legs trembled and she got out of bed, put on her underwear and her maid uniform.

"Take these to your room and put them away. I'll wear them whenever I need to."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." These four words, very light, but have a kind of hate.

She may have done something wrong and shouldn't refuse his kindness. Now she has realized that in front of him, she wants to accept it forever.

No matter what he wants her to do, she should accept it calmly.

Xia Yihan picked up those pajamas and walked to the door with difficulty. During this period, the slippery pajamas always fell down.

She squatted down and picked it up again and again. It was just a short way. She walked for a long time.

Ye Zimo doesn't look at her at all, just like she doesn't exist.

He went straight to the bathroom in his room and took a shower.

Xia Yihan finally went back to her blue guest room, locked the door and put her pajamas on one side of the bed. She really had no strength to hang them back. She lay down on the bed.

The body no longer seems to belong to her, but the mind is still active, even more active than usual. Even if she didn't want to recall how she was humiliated under his hand, those pictures kept drilling into her mind.

What kind of a person, just a few hours, can make her from heaven to hell.

She still remembers that in the morning he asked song wanting to apologize to her and kneel down for her. He also ordered her to have breakfast and rest in his big bed.

When Yu Shanshan came, he also held her thoughtfully and let her blow her out.

It seems that in the morning and in the afternoon, they are totally different from each other. One let her warm, heart, one let her hate to the bone, want to never look at him.

This is probably his skill. No wonder he can easily control his woman. Song wanting was probably treated like this by him. When he was happy, he rewarded some kindness. If he was not happy, he punished her to death.

Does he want to control women's mind so that they can't escape the net he has woven?

Whether it's love or hate, maybe no woman can remain indifferent in front of him, because what he gives you is intense, black or white, no middle color.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes, always thinking about forgetting him, and always thinking about every contact with him.

I don't know how long after that, she heard the sound of twisting the door lock.

"Sister, are you in there?" It turned out that Mo Xiaonong came back after class.

Xia Yihan got up from the bed and opened the door for her, then went back to the bed and sat down. After Mo Xiaonong came in, he said to her in a crackling way: "sister, brother Zimo sent me a car today. It's a Bentley car. You don't know how powerful it is for me to go to school. Those students are dazed... Why are there so many pajamas on this bed? "

Mo Xiaonong casually picked up two pajamas and saw that the tag was still on them. The price was amazing.

She likes to study all kinds of brands. Of course, she knows how good these pajamas are. I feel it carefully twice. It's much better than ordinary pajamas. It's comfortable to feel it on my hand.

"Sister, isn't this for me?" She asked tentatively.

"No

"For whom, for you? Oh, how can this one be broken? Who has torn up such a good thing? "

Xia Yihan doesn't speak and looks at her coldly all the time.

Mo Xiaonong studies those pajamas wholeheartedly, and doesn't notice what's wrong with Xia Yihan's eyes.

"You called Yu Shanshan, didn't you? You saw the agreement on my handbag, didn't you? " Xia Yihan's question makes Mo Xiaonong's expression stiff. His pajamas slide down. There's no need to answer. This has given Xia Yihan the answer.

She was too tired to criticize and educate her. She felt a complete disappointment.

"What do you say, sister? What agreement? I don't know. And Yu Shanshan, she's here? She didn't embarrass you, did she? " Mo Xiaonong put down his pajamas, seemingly very concerned about Xia Yihan, up and down to see her.

"Don't pretend to care about me, Mo Xiaonong. I can't expect you to have any feelings for me. I don't care if you stay here, but you don't have to talk to me from now on as if you don't know me. I'll tell Mr. Ye that I don't want to live with you. "

Now Mo Xiaonong is worried. She looks at Xia Yihan inconceivably and says wrongly: "elder sister, you are not so heartless. It's not me this time. Why do you want to treat me so wrongly? Do you have any evidence to prove that I called Yu Shanshan? She knows you are here, and you have a grudge against her. Isn't it normal for her to come to you? "

Xia Yihan doesn't speak. Mo Xiaonong asks her in a good voice: "elder sister, don't do this. I know you and brother Xiaojun are good to me. I don't have no feelings for his death, I will be sad. Every time I think of brother Xiaojun, I feel very sad. There are also a few dreams of him, dreams of the three of us playing together when we were young. Do you remember that time when you said that the little fruit on the dike in the suburb was delicious, and asked my little brother to pick some for me to eat. As a result, my little brother fell off the dike. At that time, I was scared to cry, and so were you. Do you remember? "

How can Xia Yihan not remember? Most of the memories of Mo Xiaojun when he was a child are related to Mo Xiaonong.

Thinking of the scene of picking fruit, tears turn in Xia Yihan's eyes again. When Mo Xiaonong finished, his eyes were red.

"Elder sister, I don't have any younger brother. Don't you ignore me and don't want me?" Mo Xiaonong asked her pitifully. When she spoke again, her voice choked.

"I know I'm not good. I'm willful. My parents and I accepted Yu Shanshan's compensation. But I don't want to. I just don't think I can fight her. Besides, she should have lost money. What she owes our family is definitely not something that can be done by losing some money. Now you have brother Zimo like you, this is a good opportunity. We can take revenge on Yu Shanshan. When you say that, how can I eat inside and outside? I won't, sister. I dream of avenging my brother in the army

What Mo Xiaonong said is true. Xia Yihan watched her grow up from childhood. He always felt that she was willful and not too bad.

After all, she sighed and said: "forget it, Xiao Nong, then you stay here honestly. But I don't like that you stay here too long. Song wanting is not an ordinary woman. She wants to embarrass me and design to harm me. You are my sister. She is taking advantage of you. When you have no use value, she will kick away. Not only that, you may be miserable by her. "

Mo Xiaonong nodded desperately and obediently accepted her words.

"I know, sister. No matter how close she is to me, I will never forget that you are my sister. She is just an outsider. But you've always taught me to be polite to people. Anyway, she's good to me on the surface, and I shouldn't be too indifferent to people, should I? Elder sister, I know you are the best to me. You see, from childhood to adulthood, what delicious food you have is not left for me, and what beautiful clothes you have are not given to me. I remember a time when my brother in arms helped others to earn a little money and bought you a dress. I look at that dress. I like it very much. I'd like to. You'd better change a small size for me