Chapter 41

"In the evening, we can communicate thoroughly."

Song Shuhao said, has approached her.

Xia Yihan finds the opportunity to run to the door and calls for help.

However, her mouth and nose were covered by song Shuhao, and she couldn't make any sound at all.

Song Shuhao whispered in Xia Yihan's ear, "where do you think this is called useful? If I tell you that everyone in my family knows what I'm going to do to you tonight, believe it or not? "

He doesn't seem to be in a hurry. He doesn't speak fast when he says this.

Xia Yihan was shocked by his words. If everyone knew, how could she escape from him.

She tried to bite his arm, and he pressed harder on her mouth, and she had no room for force.

Song Shuhao grabbed her hard and threw her on the bed. Then, as soon as her mouth was free, she called out "save..." He was covered by song Shuhao again.

He is not very strong, at least not as strong as ye Zimo and Hai Zhixuan.

Even if he's not tall, it's a fatal threat to Xia Yihan, a woman who has no power to bind a chicken.

His whole body is pressed on Xia Yihan's body, and the distance between his face and her is very close.

"I advise you to enjoy it. There's no point in fighting. No one can save you. "

"Well Well... " Xia Yihan desperately shakes his head, hands and feet, trying to push him away and lift him down, in vain.

"It's easy for you to struggle. You'll have no strength later. It's more interesting. Come on!"

Xia Yihan's face turned white.

He pressed her at the same time, took out the mobile phone from his pocket and took two pictures of Xia Yihan's face.

"Sister Han, take photos from now on. Tomorrow your photos will spread all over the world." He seems very proud, expression is also very abnormal, Xia Yihan scared heart almost stopped beating.

No, no! Xia Yihan calls hard, and his voice is all blocked.

She had to look at him imploringly, begging him not to do that.

Song Shuhao was totally indifferent to her help. He only remembered his sister's tears and her crying.

The more she looked at him, the more he could imagine how she looked at Ye Zimo pitifully.

Song Shuhao's eyes flashed with cold light, and a contemptuous smile floated on the corner of his mouth. He asked her, "what's the matter, do you pretend to be pure in front of me? Didn't I hear that you are very coquettish? I don't know the southeast, northwest and north of my brother-in-law. Come on, give me all your Kung Fu tonight and let me enjoy it

He said, fingers slowly climbed up her forehead, back and forth to rub.

Xia Yihan's face turns pale, and his body keeps shaking because of extreme fear.

Song Shuhao's frightened look makes him feel very sexy, and he also has the pleasure of revenge for his sister, which makes his eyes glow with excitement.

At this time, song wanting stood outside the door, occasionally hearing Xia Yihan's dull cry.

That day, Pan Yu gave her advice, saying that her brother was not a girl killer? Let her brother tempt Xia Yihan.

She felt that it was too slow, and her strong hatred made her take the risk to choose the most direct and effective method.

Tomorrow, she will have a lot of photos of Xia Yihan and men. She will be obedient and dare not touch the edge of Ye Zimo any more.

Song Shuhao's hand is like an evil snake, approaching Xia Yihan little by little.

She couldn't shout and move, so she could only watch him take pictures of her when he did every action. His expression was obscene and greedy.

Her whole body seems to have fallen into an ice cave, and her despair drowns her.

Who can save her? Who can help her?

At the most hopeless time, ye Zimo's face appeared in her mind.

Ye Zimo! Ye Zimo!

Don't you always want my body? I would rather give it to you than lose it like this.

I beg you, you must hear my call, help me!

Only by this thought could she not pass out immediately.

However, she did not understand that ye Zimo could not save her, and no one could save her.

Her purity is about to destroy the hands of this shameless man. He has red eyes and stares at her like a bloodthirsty wolf.

His big hand is about to reach her lower body.

In her most desperate time, a hasty doorbell rang, breaking the silence of the night.

It's like the sound of nature, which makes Xia Yihan see hope in a moment, and song Shuhao's action stops.

"Go on, I'll see!" Xia Yihan hears song wanting's voice at the door. It's already gone from her usual sweetness and loveliness, but it's naked and cruel.

Song Shuhao heard his sister's order and quickened his hand.

He used both hands to take off Xia Yihan's skirt.

Taking advantage of his hand to move away from her mouth, Xia Yihan desperately called out: "helpHer voice was not loud. Only the people in the room could hear her, but ye Zimo, who had just entered the yard, didn't hear her at all.

Song Shuhao covers her mouth again. As soon as he covers it, he hears song wanting's sweet call.

"Zimo! What are you doing here? You go back. We can't meet tonight. "

In fact, song's father and mother didn't sleep. Song wanting was also informing everyone that ye Zimo was coming.

Her intention is to let song's parents come out to exchange greetings with Ye Zimo and ask song Shuhao to hurry up.

"I'll see you."

Ye Zimo said very lightly.

Ye Zimo, who came down from the sky, became Xia Yihan's salvation.

She suddenly saw hope in the complete sadness and despair, and her strength seemed to recover a lot.

However, song Shuhao, who received the hint from his sister, was more ruthless, and his hand was more rough.

"Here comes Zi Mo? Without notice, your aunt and I will welcome you. " Vice president Song said politely when he came out with his wife.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry to disturb you so late."

"I understand. It's normal for the couple to be engaged." Mrs. Song said with a smile, while song wanting blushed and said, "Ma!"

Ye Zimo smiles heartily, with a kind of polite tone, and calmly asks: "why didn't you see Shuhao? He didn't go out to play on the eve of his sister's engagement, did he?"

As soon as song wanting was about to answer, she heard a faint cry of pain coming from the guest room inside. Ye Zimo's hand holding the tea cup was stiff.

There was no change in his expression. He heard song wanting say: "that lazy guy fell asleep and couldn't wake up at all." After that, he immediately asked, "listen to my mother, Xia Yihan has come here. Why didn't you see her?"

This time, it was song's mother's gentle smile and said slowly, "do you think Tingting brought back her sister? She went to bed early

Ye Zimo took the tea and put it back again. He only looked at song wanting and said seriously, "Tingting, please help me to call her up."

"Isn't that good? They're all asleep. " Song wanting defends, she is now able to delay a point to calculate a point, wait for her brother there to succeed, and then seal Xia Yihan's mouth, even if called out, she also has no fear.

Ye Zimo's eyebrows moved imperceptibly, and his face was a little gloomy.

In front of his future parents-in-law, he still keeps face for song wanting.

When he spoke again, he said to his father and mother, "I want to thank my uncle and aunt for helping me educate Tingting so well. She is very filial to my mother these days when she is at Ye's. She knows everything about my mother's habits. But this girl may be because we are engaged tomorrow. She's a little excited and forgets that my mother can't sleep without Xia Yihan's service. "

His eyes turned to song wanting again, adding to the tone: "my mother is in poor health. I'm really worried that she won't sleep well. Tomorrow she will be in a bad mood. So I insist on coming to meet Xia Yihan so late. Ting Ting, don't delay

Everyone in the Song family knows that ye Zimo is lying, but in the name of filial piety, it is not easy to expose him.

If song wanting doesn't call Xia Yihan out immediately this time, it seems that she doesn't care about her mother-in-law's health.

She had to stand up and suddenly said, "Oh, I'm so damned that I forgot about it."

Ye Zimo thought fiercely in his heart that if you dare to lay hands on her, it's really damned.

If you have done too much, don't blame me for being unkind to you!

But the person hasn't come out yet. No matter how anxious he is, he should be calm. I hope his guess is just a kind of neurotic wishful thinking.

"Sister Han! Get up, Zimo is in a hurry to take you back. Are you still sleeping? Get dressed quickly

Song wanting stands at the door and reminds song Shuhao to put on her clothes when she knocks.

Song Shuhao now really regrets that he started too late. He is full of fire, but he didn't get her. He has to let her go. After ye Zimo came, Xia Yihan was like a stimulant, and his strength was much stronger.

He wants to pull her clothes on one side and she bites his hand on the other.

At the end of the struggle, her clothes were not torn apart, only her hair and skirt collar were completely out of order.

"I'll let you go now. If you dare to tell me what I've done to you, I'll make you die miserably!" Song Shuhao threatened in Xia Yihan's ear.

His hand covering her mouth was a little loose, giving her a chance to speak.

"I won't say it. I won't say it. Please let me go. I know you do it for your sister. I don't blame you

Xia Yihan's hasty promise made Song Shu relax.

As soon as he let go, Xia Yihan immediately got up from the bed, quickly grabbed his hair and flattened his skirt.

Ye Zimo is outside. Xia Yihan calms down a lot. At least now he can think and know that ye Zimo will keep her anyway.

Song Shuhao feels very sexy when she arranges her appearance. His eyes squint at her bare legs from her neckline.And Xia Yihan's eyes have been looking at the mobile phone that took pictures for her. He is addicted to her body. When she pulls the skirt, she raises her calf.

Taking advantage of his eyes in her smooth legs spin, she bravely stretched out her hand, a grasp of his cell phone thrown on the bed.

Song Shuhao comes to catch her. She grabs her cell phone and runs to the door.

However, when he ran to the door, he was grabbed by song Shuhao's arm.

He looks at her fiercely, and Xia Yihan is not so afraid of him.