Chapter 5

Ye Zimo pinched her chin and forced her to look up. His eyes fell on her delicate face.

His mouth with let her hate meaningful smile, close to her face, gently open thin lips, indifferent mouth: "how, this feeling good?"

She wanted to turn her head and didn't want to look him in the eye. After all, she might be accused of seducing him at any time and become the public enemy of all maids. She didn't want to make enemies for no reason.

There was a faint pain in his chin. Although he was laughing, he would never allow a little maid to evade his question.

"Answer me!" His voice also revealed the spirit of a king who could not be refused.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and looked at him with a frank expression: "Mr. Ye, this kind of feeling is very bad. But I need the job. I need the money. I really didn't mean to seduce you. I think you know that. I just want to be a maid and do my job well. "

Ye Zimo looked at her with a smile, every slight change on her face could not escape his eyes. Especially when she said she needed money, there was a flash of hesitation in her eyes, which showed that she was cheating him.

"Need money?" He seemed thoughtful.

"Yes, so please..." she was interrupted by the numbness and itching on her lips. It turned out that his hand holding her chin had loosened, and his finger pulp suddenly rubbed her lips, gently, like a breeze blowing through the leaves.

He read numerous women, superb skills, only so casual tease also naturally let the astringent Xia Yihan unconsciously tense nerves.

He is still watching her, her clear eyes have a bunch of fire beat, even if she tried to suppress, also can not hide.

"If you need money for your beauty, it's easy to solve it, isn't it?"

With these words, his finger pulp increased strength and trampled back and forth on her soft lips.

His actions, coupled with the hint of his language, made Xia Yihan's face red quickly. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "I just want to earn what I want through my own efforts."

Ye Zimo got closer to her and said, "how do you know you don't need to work hard to be a mistress? Don't you have to figure out which posture makes men excited and how * makes men addicted? "

Xia Yihan's face was suddenly red with shame and anger, and the blush spread to the roots of his ears. His face, ears and even his whole body were burning because of his words.

She had never heard of such chiguoguo's words, or in the middle of the night, a man alone said to her.

His handsome face was right in front of her. She was afraid of the faint palpitation and tension when he touched her face with a strong smell of men. She wanted to throw down the rag and run away, but she was afraid that the more flustered she was, the more interesting he would find teasing her.

She lowered her head and said, "Mr. Ye, it's late. You can have a rest earlier! I will continue to wipe the floor, so I won't chat with you. "

He stood up, Xia Yihan secretly relieved, thought that his inexplicable move was finally over.

She concentrated, bent down and continued to wipe the marble floor.

Just when she thought he would go back to the room, she suddenly heard his slow words: "the housekeeper didn't tell you that from tonight on, someone will work in my bedroom in turn? You're in line today. "

Xia Yihan's hand movement was forced to stop. He didn't care what her reaction was, and then he took a big step.

She had to put down the rag, got up to run after him, while running eagerly said: "Mr. Ye, please wait."

He stopped suddenly, she almost hit him on the back, thanks to her quick reaction, two steps in front of him.