Chapter 130

Mo Xiaonong and Xia Yihan went back to the room, and she said to her eagerly, "do you see that? The son Mo elder brother all went to see the moon with her, at night point not necessarily want to see what. You have to hold fast. You don't know the means of song. What can I do? I dare not go out! "

"Don't worry, believe me, it's OK." Xia Yihan said, straight up to the wardrobe, bit the lip, picked a purple black sexy pajamas.

Since she can't keep his heart with her heart, let him be infatuated with her body.

She soaked herself in the bathtub of the main bathroom and looked at her body under the clear water. Although she was born with good conditions from body to skin, she didn't have much confidence in whether she could use her body to retain Ye Zimo.

Every time he wants to, he can make her feel pain if he wants to. If he wants to make her comfortable, she will feel comfortable. Even if he wants to make her uncontrollable, she will cry out. Needless to say, she knew that she had gained that skill after experiencing countless women.

He has experienced so many women, and he doesn't want the general beauty, which shows that he has seen all kinds of women.

I'm afraid her only advantage over those women is that he cares about her more or less, but her advantage is also her disadvantage, because he cares, she is more like walking on thin ice.

It seems that in order to give himself enough courage, Xia Yihan took a hot bath for a long time, and even his body was weak before he came out of the water.

She dried her body, put on a series of sexy clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. As a result of soaking in hot water bath, her face was slightly red at this time, and her eyes looked watery. She thought that maybe men would like women like this.

When Xia Yihan stands at the door of Ye Zimo's bedroom, he is still a little uneasy. He doesn't know if there are other women in his bedroom. He Wen is not here tonight, and she doesn't know where she is.

In the absence of He Wen, song wanting and Fang Lina may be in his room, or there may be a new maid in his room.

She raised her hand and tapped on his door.

"Come in!" Ye Zimo's cold voice rings in the door. Xia Yihan takes a deep breath and turns the door open like he has made up his mind.

Ye Zimo is sitting at the computer desk at this time, and he is the only one in the room, which makes Xia Yihan greatly relieved.

As long as it's facing him alone, even if he gives her a big humiliation, she can still bear it. She's too afraid that he will make a third woman present.

"Make me a cup of coffee!" Ye Zimo didn't see who came in. He bowed his head while looking at the document and gave an order.

He's working hard. How do you think she's dressed like this I don't have self-respect. I seem to seduce him to stop doing business

Xia Yihan thought, just because he didn't see her, she had better take his cup and go away.

Perhaps at this time, even she did not realize that she really did not want him to look down on her. Even if she can't say love, maybe she still hopes to have a better image in his heart, instead of being like a degenerate woman who only tempts men to go to bed.

As if for fear that he might see her, all the courage he accumulated when he entered the door was gone. Xia Yihan walked up to him and quickly reached for the coffee cup on his desk.

"It's you?" Ye Zimo saw her after all. Xia Yihan's hand was stiff on the coffee cup and took it up immediately.

"It's me, Mr. Ye. I'll make you coffee."

He should not have seen what she was wearing, so she thought, I'd better run away.

When I go back to my room later, I'll find a coat to put on. Even if the original plan remains unchanged, I can't implement it until he finishes his work.

Her eyes are a little nervous and flustered. Ye Zimo stares at her small face with strange expression. Xia Yihan is afraid that if he looks down again, he will see her thin pajamas.

She took the coffee cup, ran away and walked out, with a very urgent action.

Ye Zimo's puzzled eyes can't help following her. When he saw her back in a panic, he understood why she wanted to run away.

She wore a black net skirt with thin and purple texture on her back.

"Come back! I don't want any coffee! "

Ye Zimo's voice came from behind Xia Yihan. He found it! Her steps naturally stopped, the coffee cup in her hand unconsciously pinched tightly, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards him.

Ye Zimo is still sitting on the leather armchair, tightly pursed her lips and looked up and down at her front.

Today, she looks very open, but the complete underwear wrapped in her pajamas betrayed her. It can be seen from the above that she is still shy.

If she takes out the underwear inside, she can see the best existence of women in her pajamas. For most men, it must be more provocative.

However, ye Zimo is not the majority of men, he always does not like women who are too bold and active. Now she seems to have a heart to seduce him, but she is a little shy unconsciously, which can just stir his heart.He looked at her body with burning eyes, as if he was evaluating whether she could give him a satisfactory love, which made Xia Yihan's face red and red, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Every step closer to him, her heart is suffering in a complex idea. Will he be satisfied with her performance today? Will you let bygones be bygones and make up with her? Will you order us to continue investigating the case of Mo Xiaojun?

Perhaps it is because of the burden, it is particularly concerned about and nervous.

Ye Zimo's eyes shifted from Xia Yihan's body to her small face. Without saying a word, he was thinking about the reason why she was suddenly enthusiastic.

Xia Yihan goes to him and puts the coffee cup back on the computer desk. Then he doesn't know what to do.

"What can I do for you?" He suddenly asked, Xia Yihan shook his head, "nothing's wrong."

He stretched out his slender fingers, slid two times in front of her chest with some evil, and asked slowly, "it's OK. Will you dress like this?"

"I..." Xia Yihan bit his lip and knew that ye Zimo was not a fool. She had to say a reasonable reason.

"I don't want you to be angry any more. Every time I see you unhappy, I will I'll be unhappy, too. " In spite of some embarrassment, Xia Yihan still said these difficult words under the gaze of Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo's fingers raised her chin, her eyes directly opposite her eyes, and asked her softly, "really?"

"Really." Xia Yihan's expression can't be sincere any more. Although she approached him this time, the purpose of luring him was not very simple, she was not a liar. She had hoped to see him happy. Every time she saw him with a straight face and a slight frown, she had the impulse to help him smooth it.

His kiss almost hot pressure down, before this, he still thought of Mo Xiaonong's words: sister, the event is not good.

"No other reason?" He asked, looking into her eyes again.

"If you have to ask me to say something, there are reasons, that is, I don't want to see you unhappy, and at the same time, I don't want to see the people around us unhappy."

He still did not speak, as if to explore the truth and falsehood of her words.

"Ye Zimo, don't do this again, OK?" Xia Yihan summoned his name, even put a soft hand on his cheek, and then continued: "be happy!"

Ye Zimo's heart was tight, and his big hand grasped her little hand, and then his cool lips were pasted with her cool lips.

She didn't know whether she was successful or not. His movements were not too rough. He gently sipped her soft lips and occasionally described the shape of her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Such a gentle and caressing kiss makes Xia Yihan very emotional. Before long, she begins to fall into his more and more passionate kiss.

She didn't know how he got up and how he held her up. At the moment when he left the ground, she felt a strong dizziness.

In a flash, he had put her on the bed, he lay beside her, his eyes had been dyed with deep desire, as if to swallow her.

Every time he looks at her like this, she is afraid and always wants to shrink back.

But there was no room for her to escape. His big hand had lifted her nightgown, and his hot eyes looked at her from top to bottom.

The color she chose was just what he liked to see, sexy and mysterious, and her beauty loomed in his eyes.

"By your side, really nothing happened?"

If she told him that there was something wrong, Mo Xiaojun's case seemed to stop. She really didn't know how he would treat her and how angry he would be.

She just caught a glimpse of the scabby wound on his hand. She didn't want to see him hurt again when he was angry. She could only press down and tell him what he thought and shake her head gently. "No, I just miss you Happy

"Damn it With a low curse, the overwhelming kisses suddenly came down.

Without the patience of leisurely, this time the kiss is very heavy, like to be branded on her body with his own traces.

Soon, on her white skin, he kisses one dark red kiss mark after another, and his big hand tears her clothes a few times.

Is he angry again? Xia Yihan looks at his face with some worry. He can't see his mood. His face is calm, even indifferent.

He is like a king standing high above the world.

"Don't forget to make a sound." He reminded indifferently

He wants to make her addicted, but also let himself briefly forget.

Anyway, this woman is under him now, and only he can do the most intimate things to her.

No matter the living men or the dead Mo Xiaojun, no man can be so close to her.

"You..." Xia Yihan wants to ask, is he happy?

But he didn't stay for another second. When it was over, he immediately left. Then he grabbed the shirt he had just taken off from the ground and threw it on her."Wear this and go back to your room!" His voice was still cold.