Chapter 1009

Xia Yihan is startled and looks at Ye Zimo in a daze. Ye Zimo wipes his face and misses Xia Yihan without expression. Xia Yihan is stunned and hears the sound of the car starting.

The documents on the ground remind Xia Yihan what happened just now, and also vaguely remind her why Ye Zimo is so angry.

"Ye Zimo." Xia Yihan tried his best to cry and ran downstairs in slippers.

Exhausted the whole body's strength, I only saw the last light of Ye Zimo's lamp. The speed was too fast for Xia Yihan to imagine.

Biting teeth, Xia Yihan casually gets into a car and chases Ye Zimo away. Ye Zimo's speed is very fast, and Xia Yihan has to speed up fearlessly.

Ye Zimo stops at a high-end club and glances back from the corner of his eye. The woman who had been following him has disappeared.

Fingers curled up and in full bloom, low curse, ye Zimo ready to return to the car to find Xia Yihan, a beam of light askew hit.

Ye Zimo stops and looks at Xia Yihan's car with no expression. He continues to walk towards the club. What's this stupid woman doing with her!

Xia Yihan was choked by the strong smell of cigars when he entered the club. The rich people played more crazily. On one side of the club, there were many beautiful men and women arranged by the club owner. As long as you have money, you can enjoy the treatment of the emperor.

"Ye Zimo?" Xia Yihan is searching for familiar figure under the light of not bright hall, until there is a burst of noise around.

"President ye, I don't care. You must have a drink with me today, or I won't let you go?" Xia Yihan gapes at a popular female star who is currently on the front line, rubbing Ye Zimo with fullness.

"Didn't she always follow the route of pure jade girl?" Xia Yihan muttered.

Ye Zimo is playing with the transparent wine cup in his hand. His face, which was originally disgusted, tears out a shallow smile after hearing Xia Yihan's murmur.

The actress thinks that ye Zimo is smiling at herself. She is bold and wants to pounce on Ye Zimo's chest with her hands.

"If you go one centimeter further in, your hands may not be able to shoot tomorrow." Ye Zimo stares at the liquid of the cup in his hand lightly, cold words make the female star a Leng, obediently back out.

"There is still a bottom line for female stars today." Xia Yihan sits not far from ye Zimo and mutters that there are too many people around Ye Zimo. She is still hesitating and doesn't know whether to go forward.

Ye Zimo clearly heard Xia Yihan's murmur, the original expressionless face has begun to gradually ease up, another new actress proud to look at the woman who was warned by Ye Zimo, cleverly said: "President ye, why don't I help you massage."

Xia Yihan pick eyebrows, can't deny, the actress boldly stood up, holding Ye Zimo's shoulder, just Block Xia Yihan's eyes, not light or heavy press.

Xia Yihan craned his neck and found that he could only see the back of the female star. The female star pressed a whole set, but the man in front of her didn't have any reaction.

The actress is unwilling to pursed her lips, hands cling to Ye Zimo's shoulder, side head is about to kiss down, shoulder was hit by a person.

Actress a stagger, almost fell down, was knocked down quickly help: "sorry." The visitor said in a low voice and went away again.

Xia Yihan doesn't know what's wrong with her. When she sees that the actress wants to ask Ye Zimo, her body moves further than her brain.

Seeing the actress's side head ready to kiss Ye Zimo again makes her more uncomfortable. Ye Zimo already had a smile in his eyes, but in other people's eyes, he was still expressionless.

The wine cup in hand easily intercepts the mouth of the actress. One side of the club's boss said with a wry smile: "President ye, you can't come here and leave with less desire."

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows: "no, I really like one."

Around the female star glasses are lit up, looking forward to being selected, and the side of Xia Yihan has been about to put decorative roses on the table to tear up.

Ye Zimo stands up and walks past the actresses. He comes to Xia Yihan and looks down at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan stares at Ye Zimo, and doesn't know when the other party will find him.

"It's good?" Ye Zimo smiles, and his fingers drift away on Xia Yihan's tender skin. In Xia Yihan's exclamation, he holds up his waist and strides to the box on the second floor, leaving only a bunch of stars staring at him.

"Put me down!" Xia Yihan shouts angrily, but his face turns red.

Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan, hands a loose, as expected to make a sign to let go. Xia Yihan quickly reaches out his hand and holds Ye Zimo firmly. He looks at the bottom with lingering fear.

"Don't make any noise." Ye Zimo's good-looking eyes scan Xia Yihan. He opens the door and throws Xia Yihan to the bed in the room and walks into the bathroom alone.

Xia Yihan turns around in the room and is ready to leave. A man's calm voice comes from the bathroom: "you can leave this room and have a try."

"I'm just going around." Xia Yihan muttered and went back to bed.

After a while, the transparent curtain was pulled open, and ye Zimo came out with only a scarf around his body. His hair was wet and stuck on his head, without some usual dignity and inhumanity. The water stains on his strong chest glided down slightly to the dreamy Mermaid line.

Ye Zimo is sitting lazily on the sofa chair behind the wide desk, looking at Xia Yihan with sharp eyes: "do you know what you did wrong?"

Xia Yihan muttered: "shouldn't you come after me? Shouldn't have hit the actress? "

Ye Zimo's fingers tapping on the table regularly, the expression on his face getting colder and colder, "if you want to say this, you can go."

"You shouldn't use feigning death to save Lin Jie." Xia Yihan raised the volume.

Ye Zimo is silent. He remembers that when he saw Xia Yihan's belly full of blood, he almost lost control. At that time, he knew that without Xia Yihan, he could not imagine.

"I'm sorry, I won't use such extreme methods in the future." Xia Yihan lowered his head.

"Do you know." Ye Zimo elongated his voice and said word by word: "what do I feel when you lie in my arms, pale and covered with blood?"

Ye Zimo got up and went to Xia Yihan, and continued: "do you know, I almost had the consciousness to die with you!"

Ye Zimo has come to Xia Yihan. He looks down at Xia Yihan, raises his voice and roars: "do you know what I feel when you do all this in exchange for the hurt to me and the flattery to another man?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xia Yihan tears uncontrollable surge out, looking at the man in front of the cracked expression, full of guilt.

Ye Zimo's fingers wiped the corner of Xia Yihan's eyes, caught that piece of business in time and tasted it carefully. Ye Zimo said with a bitter smile: "it's really bitter."

"If you want to do it, come on!" Xia Yihan can't think of any way to apologize.

Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan inconceivably: "so in your heart, I'm the man on the brain?"

Ye Zimo's face had never been so ugly, and his heart was even more desolate. He shook his head and wanted to go outside.

Xia Yihan suddenly jumped out of bed, hugged Ye Zimo's waist from behind, buried himself in Ye Zimo's waist and said silently: "I just don't know how to express it."

Xia Yihan's words make ye Zimo's original anxious heart calm down. The other party's tears are like torches, scalding his back.

"Let go." Ye Zimo said faintly, the voice has no anger, but the flustered Xia Yihan didn't notice, instead, he hugged more tightly: "I won't let go!"

Ye Zimo felt that somewhere in his body was gradually waking up, and his desire made his voice hoarse.

"Let me go, Yihan!" Ye Zimo held back his desire and said.

Xia Yihan's tears surged even more: "so are you going out to look for those female stars just now?"

"Ah After a short scream, Xia Yihan feels like he's spinning around. When his vision is stable, he's already lying on the bed, and his limbs are tightly fixed by Ye Zimo.

"What if I say yes?" Ye Zimo stares at Xia Yihan tightly and does not let go any expression on this woman's face.

Xia Yihan thought, his head is still a paste, trembling voice said: "if it is I will hit her again."

"Ha ha." Deep laughter from ye Zimo's chest concussion, ye Zimo's face is only gentle.

"Xia Yihan, what should I do with you?" Ye Zimo said low, lust makes his voice particularly pleasant.

Xia Yihan slowly stretched out his hands to embrace Ye Zimo's back, feeling the strength from each other's muscles, and his face turned red with shame.

"If you're inviting me, I promise." Ye Zimo smiles and lowers his head, tasting the woman who can't taste enough.

The scorching temperature is like a fire, which burns down two people's inspirations. In the dim room, there is only a goose yellow desk lamp reflecting on the two fires. Also witnessed a night of madness and indulgence.

"What's the matter with you, Qingyan? I seem to be in a state of uneasiness recently. " Jiujiu writes on it with a drawing board. Now it can only emit some monosyllables.

Yan Qingyan smiles and reaches out his hand to touch the towering belly of the wine. He says gently, "another little angel is coming. Mom is very happy to hear that."

Fu Fengyi is very good at wine and wine. She often lets wine and Yan Qingyan's child Yan Mingyao go to play at home.

The wine presses Yan Qingyan's hand on his belly and smiles happily. It seems that he remembers something. He writes on the drawing board: "if the baby is a girl, it's called Mingmei. Does it match Mingyao very well?"

"Bright?" Yan Qingyan raises eyebrows.

"Well, Ming hopes that he can understand the truth and be a straightforward person. Mei hopes that his life can be wonderful. He doesn't need to be rich and noble, but he must live his own life."

"Good name." Yan Qingyan kisses the wine.

Wine is also very happy, on the drawing board quickly wrote: "so that the son read ink also have a companion can play."

Yan Qingyan's face suddenly sinks down. Ye nianmo is his biggest obstacle now. Si Si has disappeared, which means that if ye nianmo thinks of himself, he may fall into a state of isolation.

Jiujiu finds Yan Qingyan's abnormality and writes anxiously on the paper: "you don't seem to like reading ink?"

Yan Qingyan took the hand of Jiujiu and said gently, "what do you think? I'm thinking about a good name. "

Holding the happy wine in his arms, Yan Qingyan's face flashed a trace of ruthlessness and exploration.