I still remember that at that time, Mo Xiaonong said that he would plant two lilacs in the yard. Worried that Xia Yihan didn't like them, Mo Xiaojun convinced Mo Xiaonong that he had no seeds.

At this time, Xia Yihan's heart filled with ten million points of guilt, Xiaojun, if time can flow back, I will let you plant lilac. No, even if the time can't go back, I will plant lilacs for you, full of a garden, and let the rich fragrance accompany your spirit.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihan sighed.

"If I don't sleep, do you mean to make me uneasy?" Ye Zimo's voice is very clear, where there is a little vague meaning, it seems that he has not been asleep at all.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I'll go to bed right away."

Xia Yihan tried to breathe slowly and evenly, thinking that he would fall asleep.

But after half an hour, I heard his voice without any temperature again.

"Talk to me if you can't sleep."

"Well?"

His order was so strange that she couldn't even respond to it.

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Come here and talk to me in my bed His command is very domineering, but a little childish. She felt that he was like a little boy who wanted to pester adults to tell stories.

But he is not a little boy, he is a mature man full of dangerous smell, he may throw her down at any time.

How dare she climb up to his bed?

"Mr. Ye, can we just talk like this?" She asked him with some luck.

"No way!"

"Ye..."

"Do you want me to go to the sofa? It's not just talking. " He spoke slowly, and she felt numb.

Just, he wants to use strong, no matter she is on the sofa, or in bed, the difference is not big. And the sofa is small, there is no room for resistance, not as safe as the bed.

"Mr. Ye, I'll go to bed right away. How can I trouble you to come here?" She got up from the sofa and walked barefoot to his bed. Judging from his voice, he should be on the right side, so she climbed up from the left side.

That's the advantage of big beds. There's a long way between them.

"Speak to me!" He ordered again, this time in a deep voice.

She couldn't see his face, but she could feel his displeasure.

Are you still angry about her refusal?

If you think about it, it's really wrong. She can't sleep because she's afraid of him. There's no reason why he can't sleep. Or, what's on his mind?

They didn't know each other for a long time. Most of the time, he ordered her to act.

She didn't know him at all. How could she know what to say to make him not angry or excited?

"What do you want to hear?" She asked cautiously.

"Whatever!"

"Well, whatever you say, I'll say. Don't be angry."

He didn't say it at all. It seems that he still reserves the right to be angry, but she doesn't have the right not to say it. It's really helpless.

She thought for a moment and said gently, "I want to talk about my views on love. I think love is the most beautiful emotion in the world. It should be single-minded and loyal."

When she said this, she suddenly felt that his long arm pulled her, and then she was rolled by the strength of his arm, and then directly attached to his strong body with fresh fragrance.

Her ears seemed to touch his lips, and only his deep, hoarse voice sounded in her ears.

"Why do you mention love to me. Are you interested in me? Or do you think I'm interested in you? "

At that moment, ambiguous distance, ambiguous words brewed a kind of soul shaking power in the dark, directly attacking her sensitive and fragile heart.

Her heart was beating wildly because of his breath. She thought that she would never feel for a man other than Mo Xiaojun.

But so obvious heartbeat, really just because of fear?

She's in a mess. She's completely in a mess. She's not speaking well.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, No. I just, I just heard you say... " His fiery breath blew on her ears, as if those fine invisible fluff were blown up by him.

She tried not to be seduced by this kind of close distance, and tried to complete the rest.

"I hear that women are the same. I'm just thinking, you don't believe in love, that's why you say that Well... " He held her tender earlobe, her words were forced to stop, her body trembled in his arms, the voice in his mouth sounded like spring water.

"Please, let me go. Don't do that." Don't kiss me like this, I'm afraid.

She also wanted to say that she believed that he would not force women. Before she said it, his teeth suddenly used some force, and the burning feeling spread all over her body.

"Don't mention love to me any more. It's the most disgusting and hypocritical word in the world." He let her go and said coldly in her ear.There was no time to analyze what he was saying. As soon as he was free, Xia Yihan quickly turned over and sat up.

"Lie back, talk to me, say something else."

With a sigh in her heart, she went back to her original position and lay down as he told her.

He said that love could not be mentioned. Of course, she did not dare to mention it any more.

After thinking about it, he still thought that it might not be easy to offend him when he said something about my childhood, so he whispered: "Mr. Ye, I'll tell you something about my childhood, OK?"

He didn't say that it should be OK.

In the quiet night, every syllable beating from her mouth has a calm and beautiful taste.

Her tone was soft, like a fairy tale.

"I grew up in an orphanage. I don't know who my parents are. The dean said I was found at the door of the orphanage. I was lying on a foam board, only one or two months old. It was summer at that time, and our president named me Xia Yihan. When I was a child, I was quiet and didn't like to talk. All the people who came to adopt me liked lively children, especially boys, so I was almost ignored. "

In the dark, ye Zimo's eyebrows moved imperceptibly, but there was no sound.

"At that time, what I was looking forward to most was to be adopted one day and be able to leave the school where there were only children and elderly volunteers. I wanted to have a father and a mother. There was a very white boy in the orphanage. He was a few years older than me and took care of me like my brother. If a child bullies me, he will rush to fight with others. He is good-looking. Many people who come to adopt him will take him with them. Every time he said he would adopt him, he would take me with him. How many families are willing to have two more children at the same time? So I stayed in the orphanage until I was three years old, and finally met someone who was willing to adopt him and take me. His adoptive parents asked him to follow their surname, Mo. because I was an accessory, I still called him my original name. They used to be infertile, but it didn't take long before we found out that our adoptive mother was pregnant. "

Xia Yihan looks up at the ceiling, as if in memory, said a lot before he realized who he was talking to.

She turned around, looked at Ye Zimo's direction and asked him, "Mr. Ye, are you asleep? Is it boring for me to say that? "

"Go on!" He only said these three words lightly, and she could tell from his tone that his attitude was not so tough at first.

"After the adoptive mother became pregnant, there was a little change in her family, and her living conditions were not as good as before, so we discussed to send us back. Because they didn't make up their mind and delayed for some time, their child was born. It was a girl. The adoptive mother can no longer give birth to a second child, and the adoptive father prefers sons to daughters, so he decided to raise us together. "

Later, life was very hard. Xia Yihan began to take care of Mo Xiaonong when she was only a few years old. Although she was only three or four years older, she became her second mother.

No matter what mistakes Xiaonong made, she basically took the blame. If Mo Xiaojun didn't always help her, I don't know how she survived for so many years.

She didn't continue to say, but ye Zimo seemed to know what she didn't say. He asked softly, "it was very painful at that time?"

She was stunned, then gently shook her head, said: "no, very happy!"

Yes, at least there was Xiaojun at that time. All the bitter days turned into happiness.

Maybe it's because it's easy for people to take off their disguise in the middle of the night. Maybe it's her experience that has touched Ye Zimo's heart. He has an idea for the first time. He wanted to give her a chance to tell him that she was here to be an undercover agent.

If she admitted it, he might forgive her.

"Xia Yihan, why do you want to be a servant here?"

"I..." Xia Yihan wants to tell the whole story, but most of the people she met are behind the scenes. She was wronged, framed, betrayed, she can't take this only chance to risk, so she chose to continue to lie.

"I need money, Mr. Ye. My adoptive parents' daughter is still there..."

"No need to say! Go to bed

Xia Yihan is silent. She knows that ye Zimo is angry. He may guess that she didn't come for money. He must hate people telling lies to him.

Silently, she got out of bed and went back to the sofa.

She didn't sleep. She was watching him all the time.

I will see President Ye tomorrow. If everything goes well, she will leave here.

This experience is not happy, but she can't explain why she was reluctant to leave. Is it because of the man on the bed who is always unpredictable?

She and he, even friends are not, but do a lot of lovers will do. She was teased and kissed by him more than once. He had a very obvious idea of her, and she seemed to have a moment

No, it's not emotional, it's just a primitive instinct.

It's like eating food or drinking water. It's not related to love.

In fact, the relationship with Mo Xiaojun is more like a family relationship. He often walks around her shoulder, and she also holds his arm, but they never kiss each other.He kisses her, often just on the forehead.

Maybe they are more of a kind of psychological interdependence. Even then, her heart can only belong to Xiaojun alone, and no second person is allowed to enter.