Chapter 155

Rao is a person who is determined enough, but also to resist the impulse to rush up, ferociously fierce her a: "do not call so, or I will do you!"

It's really unfair, but it's a sweet grievance. She has to bear it.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes and bit his lips to restrain his voice. As if her waist was the key care part, he kept rubbing. She was itching, her mind was rippling, her whole body was hot, and she wanted to hum.

She tried her best to bear it, and her face turned red. When his big hand came to her waist, she couldn't help it any more. She turned over and turned into a face up posture.

"Sorry, it's itchy. I can't help it." Xia Yihan said in a low voice, a face of embarrassment.

He knows he wants to, she certainly won't resist, but this woman's leg has cramped, he also doesn't want to be too beast.

"Turn over! Don't make that sound any more. " He gave orders with a stiff hand.

"Good!" She hurriedly promised, quickly turned over, quick action even her own are some accidents.

Ye Zimo took a few deep breaths to reduce the dryness and heat of the whole body.

However, when his hand touched her tender waist again, his body tightened involuntarily.

"Wait for me."

He said that, without waiting for her reaction, he went to the wardrobe to get the changed clothes and quickly went to the bathroom.

Xia Yihan stares at the closed door in the corner of his bedroom, and his heart is filled with warm feelings. She was the woman he had traded, and he could force her without worrying about her feelings. But he didn't do that, not only that, he also personally rubbed the activating oil for her and helped her massage.

This person, no matter how cold he looks, actually his heart is really very soft.

Ye Zimo, what can I do for you?

He took a long bath, and Xia Yihan was so tired that he fell asleep in a trance.

When she felt a pair of warm hands massage on her again, she had no strength to open her eyes.

In a warm to the bottom of her heart happiness, she felt unprecedented gentle care, even in the dream did not feel cold.

This summer, Xia Yi Han had an unusual sweet dream. Ye Zimo was leaning against a tall Wutong tree. She was lying on his leg. Their two children, a boy and a girl, were playing and playing in the distance. It seems that all the sufferings in the past 20 years have passed away. There is no longer any sadness in her life, no endless forbearance, but only soft sweetness.

She didn't know that her dream was because his warm body hugged her body.

Ye Zimo didn't lie for long. He just hugged her for a while. Seeing that she was asleep, he got up again to see Fu Fengyi.

Fu Fengyi didn't sleep all the time. In the middle of the night, her temperature began to rise. Ye Zimo is going to call the doctor to come over. Fu Fengyi says that he won't let anything and insists that he will bear it.

No matter what ye Zimo said, she would not give in. Once upon a time, he forced a doctor to come and put on a hanging bottle, and Fu Fengyi pulled it off himself. That time, he hurt his hand and cut the blood vessel on the back of his hand. In view of that lesson, ye Zimo never forced her to see a doctor again.

Every time she was stubborn, he would sit by the bed and work patiently until he talked her through and received treatment.

Until dawn, Fu Fengyi still refused to let people see a doctor, her forehead is already hot, even the breath is hot.

Ye Zimo fidgeted to walk around the room, Fu Fengyi closed her eyes, just didn't cooperate.

"Mom, it's OK not to have an injection. Can you let me give you a cold compress?" Ye Zimo coaxes her like a child in a low voice, and Fu Fengyi shakes her head.

"Then drink some water? I'll get you some hot water. Drink less. "

Fu Fengyi still shook her head.

Ye Zimo came out of his mother's room and called the housekeeper, asking him to stand by at any time.

"Do you have any way to cool down? She won't give a cold compress. " Ye Zimo asked the housekeeper.

"Mr. Ye, who else can persuade her? The fever is so high that it can't be cured. Even if she is willing to apply cold compress, the effect is limited. "

When they were discussing, the housekeeper's headset came in, and the security guard at the door asked for instructions: "Minister Ye is here, and the car is at the door."

Ye Zimo's first reaction was not to let him in, but when he thought of his mother's present situation, he hesitated a little and said to the housekeeper, "let him wait."

With that, he entered the room and said to his mother with some provocation: "Minister Ye is here. It's probably up to you. I want him to go back immediately."

Fu Fengyi, who had always closed her eyes, heard director Ye's words and moved her eyebrows. Then she opened her eyes as ye Zimo expected and said to him, "call him in."

She finally spoke. Ye Zimo was relieved, but his face was still serious. He also took out a look of negotiation and said very seriously: "I can let him come in and take care of you here, but I have a condition that you must receive treatment according to my arrangement, otherwise I will not let him into my house all my life."

Fu Fengyi sighed a long time. It was her long cherished wish that father and son could get along with each other. Although sometimes they were contradictory, generally speaking, she didn't want to see them always so tit for tat.

"Let him in!" She said weakly.

Ye Zimo just raised his voice to the housekeeper and said: "you should inform the security guard at the door to let go of chairman Ye's car. In addition, go and invite both doctors to come here immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

It's said that ye Haoran came early in the morning, and Fu Fengyi seems to have more looks on her face. Ye Zimo knows that for so many years, in fact, his mother still loves the man who lost their child, just as he occasionally cares about the man in his heart.

After a while, ye Haoran went into the main house. The housekeeper called chairman Ye respectfully and led him to Fu Fengyi's bedroom.

"Fengyi, how are you?" As soon as ye Haoran entered the door, he went straight to Fu Fengyi.

Last night, he heard her voice was not right. He was not at ease all the time, so he went to the villa before dawn.

At this time, Fu Fengyi's face was red and her breathing range was much larger than usual. Ye Haoran sat down beside her bed, touched her forehead with his big hand, frowned and asked her, "what are you doing? If you have a fever, why don't you look? Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital now. "

"No, I have a doctor in my villa." Ye Zimo said coldly.

Ye Haoran took a look at his son and pursed his lips. It was nothing. He looked at Fu Fengyi again and asked her anxiously, "if you have a doctor, why don't you look at him? Listen to me and let Mo'er arrange for the doctor to see you. "

Ye Zimo walked a few steps to the bedside, still looking at Ye Haoran coldly, and said sarcastically: "she just listened to you, so she would be like this."

Ye Haoran's eyebrows tightly wrinkled together, the hand slightly trembled, Fu Fengyi shook her head, told him not to quarrel with Ye Zimo.

"Mo'er, you go out. I have something to say to your father. When the doctor comes, just ask them to come in directly."

Fu Fengyi agreed to see a doctor after all. Ye Zimo knew that it had something to do with Chairman Ye. Although he didn't want to see him here, for the sake of his mother, he forced his resentment and opened the door.

After ye Zimo went out, Fu Fengyi gently advised Ye Haoran: "don't look down on it here, or there. You have to know that Mo'er does all this on purpose. The more you criticize him, the worse the relationship with him will be. "

As long as ye Haoran thought of Ye Zimo's villa, he was angry. There were doctors, housekeepers and maids in it.

"Look at him, isn't he? Is such a big villa a waste of resources? Even deliberately told me that there are doctors here! "

"Well, don't say it. If you really want me to be quick, you can bear it. I don't want to see you like this again." Fu Fengyi's face was serious. When she was excited, she panted.

Ye Haoran rushed to pat her on the back, sighed and promised her: "OK, I promise you to see a doctor."

Ye Zimo stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, smoking, waiting for the doctor to come.

"Mr. Ye, here we are!" After a while, two Chinese and Western doctors came together, followed by a little nurse.

"Come in with me."

The Western doctor asked the nurse to take Fu Fengyi's temperature, look at her tonsils, listen to her lungs with a stethoscope. Chinese medicine gave her a pulse, asked some information, and then two people each out of the treatment does not conflict.

Her temperature had reached 39 degrees five, so the western medicine prescribed antipyretic first, and the recuperation was given to Dr. Hao.

Fu Fengyi took the fever medicine, the doctor and the nurse also left, and no one in the room spoke.

"Mo'er, you sit down and have a chat with your father, standing there looking tired." Fu Fengyi broke the silence first.

Ye Zimo pulled a chair and sat down, but he still didn't speak. Ye Haoran looked at Fu Fengyi and said, you see, this dead boy, it's not me who ignore him, it's him who ignore me.

Fu Fengyi's eyes look back at Ye Haoran with some bitterness, which means that he ignores you. Can't you take the initiative?

Ye Haoran cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "are you looking for someone to check about Yu Hongtao? And his daughter, Yu Shanshan, has also been locked up. Does it have anything to do with you? "

"So what, do you still want to shield them?" Ye Zimo asked sarcastically.

He knew that ye Haoran would never shield anyone. He was always upright, and he was so angry on purpose. Ye Haoran took another look at Fu Fengyi, then took a deep breath and said slowly, "he really committed a crime. I won't shield him."

"He's the man under your hand. You don't even care about the man under your hand? It can be seen that people around you have to suffer. You are probably used to it Ye Zimo said coldly, this time Fu Fengyi drank: "Mo'er, don't talk nonsense! If you want to have a good chat with your father, you can have a good chat. If you can't talk well, go back to your own room! "

Ye Zimo stood up again and said to Fu Fengyi, "have a good rest. I'll go back to my room. If you have something, please call me."

When he came to the door, he turned back and said to Ye Haoran: "Chairman ye, you don't have to investigate the case of Yu Shanshan killing Mo Xiaojun, and you can't find any evidence. Xia Yihan is my woman. I will do her own business. If she asks, all you have to do is say that there is not enough evidence. Of course, that's also true. "

With that, he didn't stop and went straight to the door.