Chapter 93

Ghost will love you, you women so much, let them to love it, you love to death, she thought indignantly.

Of course, she didn't dare to say that. She just laughed a little and didn't speak, but she got out of the way and asked him to take it at will.

Ye Zimo is very face to eat the last piece of biscuit, of course, as Xia Yihan expected, thirsty, also thirsty.

He looked at the woman in front of him with burning eyes and felt that she was a good thing to quench his thirst.

This woman would make biscuits for him, which he didn't expect. Although it is hard to eat, but it is her heart, such a stubborn woman, her heart is still very rare, so he did not waste.

While eating biscuits, I still feel like eating fried dough sticks from my mother when I was a child. In fact, she didn't fry well at first, but he felt very happy.

Ye Zimo stretched out his hand to pull Xia Yihan and let her sit on his leg. This time, the movement unconsciously lightened.

Xia Yihan knows that the agreement is still there. Whether she is willing or not, she has to comply. No matter which woman his body contacted last night, she would ignore it.

His warm breath caressed her, leaned against her ear and whispered: "Xia Yihan, I'm glad you do this. That's what I want to be a woman. Be obedient. I'll treat you well. "

He appreciated, suddenly holding her earlobe, gently shallow tease.

After kissing for a while, he pressed her on the bed. His deep eyes looked straight at her black and white eyes, into the bottom of her eyes, looking at his clear image in her eyes.

This woman, at this time her eyes are only a man of him.

Xia Yihan doesn't want to look at him, but he refuses to let her avoid.

After a long time, his eyes moved to her little mouth. His thin lips pressed down, printed on her sweet soft lips, very gentle, very careful, absolutely not as rough as the previous few times.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to possess her, just kissing like this for a long time. Xia Yihan's white face is also gradually infected with red tide. The fierce kiss makes her breathing more and more difficult.

He pauses a little and gives her time to breathe. In a few seconds, his kisses come down again.

The temperature in the room gradually rose, and his big hands began to swim on her.

He reached for the zipper on her side and helped her open it skillfully. This subtle considerate action makes Xia Yihan subconsciously feel a kind of tenderness, but then he thinks that he doesn't know how many women have done this action, and her body is slightly stiff again.

He raised his body and gently helped her pull the skirt off her head. Her little white body appeared in front of him.

He bent down and held her little lip patiently

She couldn't help closing her eyes.

He didn't allow her to close her eyes at all. He punished her as soon as she closed them. She realized his punishment and had to open her eyes again. Her face turned red more and more.

He was kissing her on the forehead, eyes and lips.

At this time, I heard a knock on the door in the corridor, followed by the sound of wine: "Miss Song, are you there? Mr. Ye asked me to send some flowers to your room

Confused Xia Yihan heard someone speak, suddenly flustered some at a loss.

"Relax." He said hoarsely in her ear.

Just not for a while, I heard wine knock on He Wen's door.

So she's going to even come to her room. What should I do? Xia Yihan can't concentrate any more.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, will you get up? I The wine will come soon. " She prayed in a low voice intermittently, looking very sexy.

If she remembers correctly, the door is not locked. In case of wine breaking in, how can she have the face to see people.

Xia Yihan heard that Jiujiu had gone to knock on Fang Lina's door, and she lived next door to her. This cognition made her more nervous, and she could not help begging him: "please, Mr. Ye, the door is unlocked, Jiujiu is coming in! Shall we stop first? "

"Concentrate!" With a bad smile in his mouth, he deliberately bullied her.

"Yihan, are you there? I'm wine. Mr. Ye asked me to send you some flowers. " After wine knocks on the door, ask outside, Xia Yihan nervous don't know how to do.

"Don't worry. Even if she comes in, she can't see you. I'm pressing you." He said with a smile in her ear, as if he didn't care about it at all.

His words make Xia Yihan flustered even more. What is invisible? It's all like this. Doesn't Jiujiu know what she's doing?

"Yihan, are you in? I'm in?" The wine tried to ask again, and then turned the door lock.

Xia Yihan saw that ye Zimo didn't mean to stop at all, and it's too late to stop now. She had no choice but to grasp the thin quilt beside her. At the same time, she raised her voice and called out to the door: "don't come in, wait a moment..." It's too urgent. That's all she can say.

"It may take a long time!" Someone's soft words rang in her ears."Well..."

"Yihan, what are you doing? What's the sound? " Wine asked nervously, but she said she would not be allowed in.

As soon as she worried, she turned the door.

"Don't come in!" Ye Zimo yelled in the end and grabbed the quilt Xia Yihan had no strength to pull over to cover the two people.

Wine has come in, a glance to the bedside, only to see ye Zimo wheat color back, there are four feet under the quilt.

No matter how silly or simple she was, she would not have no idea what had happened. She screamed, quickly covered her eyes and stepped out, then closed the door heavily.

Although Xia Yihan was pressed down by Ye Zimo, she was not seen at all. Her face was still red as if she was about to bleed.

A pair of black and white eyes with a bit of resentment to look at the man on her body, this moment actually forget the grudge between them, only know the embarrassment of severe, don't want to, Jiaochou to his low roar: "blame you!"

That pair of simple shy small appearance let Ye Zimo mind a shock, then very gently coax comfort her.

"Well, it's all my fault. I'll make it up to you."

I don't know whether to compensate others or himself. Anyway, it's not clear who let who sink more later.

"Do you feel good?" He asked gently.

"Well." She snorted and her face was very hot.

This is Xia Yihan he wants, obedient and clever, like a lazy kitten.

"Do you want anything? I'll see you off. " Realizing that he was too gentle to her, ye Zimo's face changed a little, and his tone was gentle, but the meaning of the words was different.

Xia Yihan, of course, could hear the difference. He just pulled his lips and said with a smile, "you know what I need. I'm not interested in anything else."

His eyes sank, but still playing with her hair, low promise: "you behave so well, I will tell Lin Dahui to do it."

"Thank you. I believe you." Xia Yihan's expression is very sincere, but there is also a lot of politeness and alienation in his sincerity.

At the end, they all need to put back their masks. He is stubborn, she is not.

Ye Zimo took a light look at her and didn't say anything.

He put on his clothes and quickly went out of the door. When the door closed, Xia Yihan suddenly felt a strange emotion. He couldn't tell whether it was emptiness, disappointment or relief.

She should be happy. At least she has succeeded in making biscuits this time. His last anger seems to have gone away.

She closed her eyes and calmed down for a while. After thinking about Mo Xiaojun for a while, she got up and dressed.

Her room doesn't have a bathroom, and it's not convenient to clean it in broad daylight, as long as it's done first.

Clothes just put on, see ye Zimo left wine just knock on the door. Hearing the sound of wine, Xia Yihan went to the door and opened it for her.

When the wine entered the door, she did not forget to observe Xia Yihan's face. It was tempting to see her face red. Seeing her face full of spring, she thought of what she had just seen, and her face turned red.

"Yihan, I'm sorry just now."

She also mentioned that Xia Yihan's face was even more embarrassed, so she had to turn away from the topic and ask her, "are you here to send flowers?"

"Well, Mr. Ye said, put some flowers in each room." Wine finish saying, put a small bunch of flowers in the hands of Xia Yihan window vase.

"Did Mr. Ye eat your biscuit?" After inserting flowers, wine asked again, Xia Yihan nodded.

Thinking of Ye Zimo eating up all the biscuits she made, Xia Yihan still feels a little warm in his heart. So bad, she wouldn't really think he liked it unless he wasn't human.

But what reason did he have to force himself? She didn't want to think deeply.