Ye Zimo has never heard Xia Yihan speak in such a strange way. He pursed his lips, but with a smile, he put his arms around her shoulder and whispered: "how can I smell a sour smell and get angry?" He asked gently.
"I'm angry. I dare say any woman will be angry when she sees that her man wants to offer a hug to another woman, and I'm no exception." Xia Yihan said overbearing.
He liked her candid attitude most, saying what she had, not hiding it or being in it.
"I don't want to give anyone a hug. I think too much, fool." Ye Zimo rubs Xia Yihan's hair, her little face is still cold and light.
"Deceiving! It's not that I didn't see it. Don't you want to put your big paws on people's heads? You put it! Put it on! I don't want to talk to you! "
With that, Xia Yihan angrily said, broke away Ye Zimo's arm and ran forward.
Yo, it seems that the little thing is really angry with him.
Ye Zimo rushed to catch up and said, "slow down. Don't run downstairs and wrestle. Anger does not grow until it reaches the ground! "
"Run! Just run! Who wants you to manage? You can manage your poor sister song! " Xia Yihan said, has run two steps.
Ye Zimo's heart was completely held tight by her steps, not to mention how nervous he was. He hurriedly went after her for fear that she would roll down the stairs if she was really careless.
Song wanting in the room, the two of them listen to the dialogue clearly.
She frowned, stood up, went to the door and looked over the stairs. Clearly know to see them chasing, fighting, one side angry, one side coax, she will be uncomfortable, she still can't help looking.
Ye Zimo's expression is so nervous that he stares at Xia Yihan just like his child.
He is so cherish her, love her, when did he just look at her with such eyes? Not before. Will it be in the future?
Ye Zimo chased after Xia Yihan with great strides. After a while, he ran to the front of Xia Yihan and stopped her.
He tiger face, frown, gently reprimand her: "all told you, angry are not allowed to run, you run what?"? In case of a fall, your little neck will be broken even if you fall? "
Is her neck that fragile? Xia Yihan couldn't help thinking.
Seeing the deep concern on his face, her sour breath just now has disappeared a lot.
But later, she doesn't want to see ye Zimo care about song wanting any more. He can care about his children. That's his child, and that woman can't.
With this in mind, she had a small face and said, "if it's broken, it's broken. Anyway, there are many women. The three members of your family are happy together, but they don't care about others for me. Anyway, mine is superfluous. It doesn't matter if I die. "
"What are you talking about? Say it again Ye Zimo's eyebrow wrinkled more tightly.
He didn't know when he became so superstitious. He even thought that if he said "die", she would really die.
It turns out that when a person really cares, he can't be so smart. He used to laugh at other people's superstition. Now I know that when he has a beloved woman, he can also become superstitious.
His expression becomes very severe, Xia Yihan can't help but be afraid. Xia Yihan, you are not promising. What are you afraid of.
It is clear that he did wrong and yelled at you. He cares about you. Doesn't he also care about song?
If you ignore him, you ignore him, or you don't follow him.
Xia Yihan has always been self-made since he grew up. She is seldom in a mood. Generally, when she is in a mood, she will bear it silently. After all, she has no right to be willful when she is around her adoptive father and adoptive mother.
But he is the one she loves. Once she starts to be jealous, she starts to be willful. She can't stop it if she wants to.
"I said, yes, you can do it, but not yet, I said?"
"What did I do?" He asked her, frowning.
He didn't do anything. Even if he stretched out his hand, he didn't retract his pocket.
"What did you do? You know in your heart that your big claws are out, but you didn't put her head on it. I'm sure you want to touch her hair, just like me. You get out of the way. I get angry when I think about your action. You get out of the way! " Xia Yihan wants to get around Ye Zimo and hide from him. He is deadlocked with her and blocks her.
If he gets out of the way and lets her keep running, he's a fool.
"Come on, don't be angry. I'll pay attention later." Ye Zimo has never coaxed a woman, and she has hardly been in a mood with him.
So he coaxed very uncomfortable, and there were maids watching, downstairs housekeeper also heard the voice coming, ye felt very shameless.
Xia Yihan bit her lip. She really didn't quarrel with him like this. He a soft words, even if the attitude is a little hard, she also has no regeneration his gas.
Not angry is not angry, just so persistent attitude, suddenly changed, she is still a little embarrassed.
The expression on her face didn't change, it was still a little cold. Ye ran out of patience, bent down and picked her up steadily.
Little thing, stubborn enough, see how he cleaned her up.
"You put me down! I won't let you hold it Xia Yihan sees that ye Zimo is impatient, and the Qi that has just gone down turns back.
No matter what she said, he didn't let her down and held her tighter for fear that he might accidentally drop her down. After all, he was walking the stairs.
To the first floor room, in secretly observe the movement of Mo Xiaonong busy head back room, gently close the door.
Ye Zimo holds Xia Yihan back and throws him on his big bed.
"In the future, even if you are angry, you are not allowed to run around regardless of safety!" He still had a black face and a hard tone.
Xia Yihan cold small face, throw out a: "you can't manage, I like to run."
"You're under discipline, I see!" Ye Zimo squeezed out a few words from his teeth, leaned over to kiss her little mouth, and then he kissed and sucked hard.
"No... no..." no kissing!
The thought that his hand was almost on the woman's head to comfort her made her angry.
This is just the beginning. Will he treat song wanting better and better in the future?
After the children come out, they have a natural bond. One is the father of the child, the other is the mother of the child. Can the feeling be bad? She thought angrily.
"No, let me go. I'm not like you." Xia Yihan realizes that he is about to give in and tries to wriggle out of his control.
He didn't believe that he couldn't get her. She said no, but her body was saying that she didn't want him to stop.
Even if she is fighting, she is not ye Zimo's opponent.
He would have torn her skirt if he hadn't remembered that she had sewed it carefully, needle by needle, with commemorative value.
Little thing, I'm still stubborn with him.
"Well, don't be angry. I'll take you to dinner. Breakfast time is long past. Let's go to lunch." Xia Yihan ignored him and got up to take a shower. Ye Zimo went to find a new skirt for her.
When he gave her the clothes, he had a smile on his face to please her. She ignored him and didn't even look at him. After taking the clothes, she closed the door of the bathroom and changed them out.
"Eat, lunch is ready."
She still did not speak, want to have guts not to eat, but stomach in protest.
He has been devastated several times in the evening, and his energy has already been exhausted. It's no wonder he's not hungry.
Why don't you eat? It's not necessary to eat for this kind of big turnip. She muttered in her heart and still sat at the table with a cold face.
Ye Zimo has never coaxed a woman so much. This time, it's really wrong of him to show pity for other women. Later, he tried to resolve her little resentment with intimacy, but unexpectedly, she was even more unhappy.
He silently peeled a few shrimps for her and put them in her bowl. She didn't move.
She didn't communicate with him until the end of the meal.
After dinner, Xia Yihan got up, ignored Ye Zimo, and went back to Ye Zimo's bedroom.
She was very angry, but she could see and feel that he loved her, so although she was angry, she didn't intend to leave.
"Don't you mean to go to the one named Mo? i'm not coming? It's better not to go. " Ye Zimo also followed back to the bedroom and said lightly.
"Who said no, go now." Xia Yihan said angrily.
"Look, my eyes light up when I mention Mo? Isn't it more than me? " Ye seems to find an excuse to fight back. Xia Yihan stares at him.
"I'm different from Xiaojun. I regard him as my brother and he regards me as his sister."
"It's possible that you regard her as your brother. I don't think so? As soon as I see you, that guy's eyes seem to fall on you. Every time I see him, I want to beat him up. "
It's really sour. He also knows that it's hard to be jealous.
She hasn't gone to comfort Mo Xiaojun like him. If she is like him, he can't be angry.
Seeing that he is also angry proves that he really cares about her. Thinking of this, Xia Yihan's spirit dissipated again, but his little face was cold and light.
"He is my brother. If you want to marry me and stay with me, you have to admit that he is my brother. It's not just my brother, it's your brother. "
Is mo Xiaojun his brother? Are you kidding? Fart big people back to him when the elder brother, ye Zimo's eyebrows severely twitch twice.
"Let's go and see my brother." Xia Yihan said with a smile, and took the initiative to pull Ye Zimo's arm.
Anyway, the little thing has turned from cloudy to sunny. Ye Zimo realized today that it's a bit terrible for women to be jealous.
Ye Zimo asked the housekeeper to arrange a car. Before departure, he called Hai Qingqing and asked her to take Mo Xiaojun to a club in the suburb. He said that she would take Xia Yihan to get together.
Haizhixuan has already talked with haiqingqing, saying that he wants her not to touch Ye Zimo's children in the future. He tells her what ye Zimo means.
Hai Qingqing later talked to Mo Xiaojun, who is very stubborn. He doesn't care about ye Zimo's feelings. He has only one idea. If Xia Yihan doesn't follow Ye Zimo, the child can stay, which has nothing to do with him.
If ye Zimo still wants to marry Xia Yihan, if he doesn't solve the problem of children, Mo Xiaojun will certainly solve it.
He won't look at Xia Yihan to be a stepmother for others. He will be thankless all his life.