Chapter 131

She was wearing a purple black Nightgown, very light texture, back also some hollowed out, her white skin loomed between the black mesh.

"Come back! I don't want any coffee! "

Ye Zimo's voice came from behind Xia Yihan. He found it! Her steps naturally stopped, the coffee cup in her hand unconsciously pinched tightly, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards him.

Ye Zimo is still sitting on the leather armchair, tightly pursed her lips and looked up and down at her front.

Today, she looks very open, but the complete underwear wrapped in her pajamas betrayed her. It can be seen from the above that she is still shy.

If she takes out the underwear inside, she can see the best existence of women in her pajamas. For most men, it must be more provocative.

However, ye Zimo is not the majority of men, he always does not like women who are too bold and active. Now she seems to have a heart to seduce him, but she is a little shy unconsciously, which can just stir his heart.

He looked at her body with burning eyes, as if he was evaluating whether she could give him a satisfactory love, which made Xia Yihan's face red and red, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Every step closer to him, her heart is suffering in a complex idea. Will he be satisfied with her performance today? Will you let bygones be bygones and make up with her? Will you order us to continue investigating the case of Mo Xiaojun?

Perhaps it is because of the burden, it is particularly concerned about and nervous.

Ye Zimo's eyes shifted from Xia Yihan's body to her small face. Without saying a word, he was thinking about the reason why she was suddenly enthusiastic.

Xia Yihan goes to him and puts the coffee cup back on the computer desk. Then he doesn't know what to do.

"What can I do for you?" He suddenly asked, Xia Yihan shook his head, "nothing's wrong."

He stretched out his slender fingers, slid two times in front of her chest with some evil, and asked slowly, "it's OK. Will you dress like this?"

"I..." Xia Yihan bit her lip and knew that ye Zimo was not a fool. She had to say a reasonable reason.

"I don't want you to be angry any more. Every time I see you unhappy, I'll... I'll be unhappy, too." In spite of some embarrassment, Xia Yihan still said these difficult words under the gaze of Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo's fingers raised her chin, her eyes directly opposite her eyes, and asked her softly, "really?"

"Really." Xia Yihan's expression can't be sincere any more. Although she approached him this time, the purpose of luring him was not very simple, she was not a liar. She had hoped to see him happy. Every time she saw him with a straight face and a slight frown, she had the impulse to help him smooth it.

His kiss almost hot pressure down, before this, he still thought of Mo Xiaonong's words: sister, the event is not good.

"No other reason?" He asked, looking into her eyes again.

"If you have to ask me to say something, there are reasons, that is, I don't want to see you unhappy, and at the same time, I don't want to see the people around us unhappy."

He still did not speak, as if to explore the truth and falsehood of her words.

"Ye Zimo, don't do this again, OK?" Xia Yihan summoned his name, even put a soft hand on his cheek, and then continued: "be happy!"

Ye Zimo's heart was tight, and his big hand grasped her little hand, and then his cool lips were pasted with her cool lips.

She didn't know whether she was successful or not. His movements were not too rough. He gently sipped her soft lips and occasionally described the shape of her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Such a gentle and caressing kiss makes Xia Yihan very emotional. Before long, she begins to fall into his more and more passionate kiss.

She didn't know how he got up and how he held her up. At the moment when he left the ground, she felt a strong dizziness.

In a flash, he had put her on the bed, he lay beside her, his eyes had been dyed with deep desire, as if to swallow her.

Every time he looks at her like this, she is afraid and always wants to shrink back.

But there was no room for her to escape. His big hand had lifted her nightgown, and his hot eyes looked at her from top to bottom.

The color of her underwear is just what he likes to see, sexy and mysterious. Her beauty looms in his eyes.

"By your side, really nothing happened?"

If she told him that there was something wrong, Mo Xiaojun's case seemed to stop. She really didn't know how he would treat her and how angry he would be.

Just now, she caught a glimpse of the scab wound on his hand. She didn't want to see him get angry and hurt again. She could only press down and tell him what he thought and shake her head gently. "No, I just want you... Happy."

"Damn it With a low curse, the overwhelming kisses suddenly came down.

Without the patience of leisurely, this time the kiss is very heavy, like to be branded on her body with his own traces.

Soon, on her white skin, he kisses one dark red kiss mark after another, and his big hand tears her clothes a few times.

Is he angry again? Xia Yihan looks at his face with some worry. He can't see his mood. His face is calm, even indifferent.

He is like a king standing high above the world.

"Don't forget to make a sound." He reminded me indifferently.

……

He wants to make her addicted, but also let himself briefly forget.

Anyway, this woman is under him now, and only he can do the most intimate things to her.

No matter the living men or the dead Mo Xiaojun, no man can be so close to her.

"You..." Xia Yihan wants to ask, is he happy?

But he didn't stay for another second. When it was over, he immediately left. Then he grabbed the shirt he had just taken off from the ground and threw it on her.

"Wear this and go back to your room!" His voice was still cold.

Don't ask any more. His behavior has given her the answer.

When he is happy, he will leave her to sleep in this bed full of love.

He even said to the people below, Xia Yihan is weak and can't get up. You should send her breakfast.

The warmth seemed to be gone. He seemed to have only pure desire for her. He enjoyed her body and then let her go without emotion.

Her heart can not contain the pain, gently biting the lip, from his bed with a weak body to get up, wrapped up his big shirt, she quickly left.

It's not a success this time. It's not a failure, is it? She asked herself bitterly, at least he wanted her body, and didn't refuse.

Xiaojun, I've tried my best. Don't worry. Let's take our time. He will change. He will.

Fortunately, she told Mo Xiaonong last time that she asked her not to lock the door when she went out, so that she could have a place to go when she came back.

She turned the door, Mo Xiaonong is still there playing mobile phone, looked up at her, a little surprised.

"Sister, why did you come back so soon?" Mo Xiaonong looked at the time, although for an intimate, this time has been very, very long. However, her ideal state should be that Xia Yihan sleeps in Ye Zimo's room after being tired.

"Well, I'm back. Go to sleep. I'll take a shower." Xia Yihan tensed the big shirt again, and then went to the edge of the wardrobe and casually took a nightgown.

Mo Xiaonong noticed that she was only wearing a shirt that could be used as a skirt. It should be ye Zimo's.

So her pajamas or something were torn? She seems to have found the new world, and her face is a little red. She asks Xia Yihan in a low voice: "elder sister, brother Zimo is so fierce, pajamas, those little things have been torn up by you?"

Xia Yihan's face blushed a little more, and he only scolded in a low voice: "don't ask, little child!"

"It seems to be true! I thought only the men in the novel were so strong. Ah, but brother Zimo was so strong. It must take minutes to tear a small piece of cloth. I'm just a little strange. He's such an elegant man. He's like a beast when he goes to bed. Oh, but it's really a fascinating animal... Sister? "

Xia Yihan has already taken the clothes to be changed and walked to the door. He didn't answer her at all.

Before going, Xia Yihan took a long bath. After that, the time is still longer. She didn't even have the strength to move her hands and feet. She just lay back in the bathtub and had a rest, thinking about how to work hard in the future to make him treat her better.

A man needs not only the body of a woman, but also the gentle care of other aspects of a woman.

Just like the last time she made cookies for him, isn't he happy?

He always wants to see her working hard for him, if he really cares about her.

Because of the thought of the direction, Xia Yihan is still familiar with this night's sleep. In the morning, she got up early. Instead of calling Ye Zimo to get up for morning exercises as usual, she went directly to the kitchen.

She wants to make a breakfast for ye Zimo herself to show her heart to him.

He may not be happy, but she will insist, once, he will think she is fake, twice, three times, four times... After a long time, he will always understand that she really wants him to be happy.

In Ye's villa, people working in the kitchen get up very early, because there are so many people to do breakfast.

Sometimes there will be different orders. For example, what his wife likes to eat and what ye Zimo likes to eat are different. Occasionally song wanting also has a separate request.

Of course, Xia Yihan can't make it to a high level, but the things she makes taste good and have a very simple feeling.

This morning, she made an omelet with a little extra effort.

There are a lot of people in the kitchen, but they are all busy, all quiet, and no one speaks. She saw that the master next to her was making a delicate cake. It was golden and she had a good appetite. While she was doing it, she quietly noticed how the other party was doing it.

She thought that if she had a chance in the future, she would also make that kind of small cake for ye Zimo. Will he eat as well as the biscuit she made last time?

Maybe she got up too early, breakfast has been finished, and it's not time for ye Zimo to have breakfast.

Fortunately, there were a lot of insulated lunch boxes in the kitchen, so she carefully packed the egg rolls into the lunch boxes and took them back to the main house.