Chapter 756

Xia Yihan came forward and said, "yes, madam, I really want you to wear this rose." The stem of the rose is flying in Xia Yihan's hand, and soon a small ring with the rose appears.

The woman curiously put on her index finger: "beauty, it's so beautiful! What's your name The woman looks at Xia Yihan with a smile.

"My name is Xia Yihan. If you need, I can design many kinds of rings for you, but I need money." When it comes to money, Xia Yihan's face is a little red, but more firm.

The woman wrote a check and handed it to Xia Yihan: "if your design satisfies me, these are just deposit."

The money given by the woman is enough for Xia Yihan to buy two houses in the best place in the country. After paying Qin Feng, Xia Yihan accompanies Ye Zimo with ease.

Put your hand on Ye Zimo's head. The cool touch makes Xia Yihan feel at ease. "Why did you sleep so long this time?"

Xia Yihan speaks to Ye Zimo alone. Almost every time he says a word, he subconsciously looks at the man. The man's thin eyelids flicker slightly, and more is the long breath.

"Remember when you asked me why I didn't run? In fact, I don't know whether it's ridiculous to think that if you stay by your side, you won't die, and you won't let me die. This kind of blindness is close to Stalin worship. " Xia Yihan put his forehead against the back of Ye Zimo's hand and said low.

"Ha ha ha, it's really interesting." With the sound of ridicule, Xia Yihan subconsciously looks up at Ye Zimo, who is still sleeping.

Xia Yihan turns to look at the source of the sound at the door. Qin Feng looks at Ye Zimo's injury and sees Xia Yihan staring at him and jokingly says, "why, just now I'm disappointed?"

Xia Yihan bites his lips and doesn't speak. His heart is full of frustration, strange environment, strange people and inexplicable pursuit.

Qin Feng looks at Ye Zimo who is sleeping and Xia Yihan who is staring at him. He suddenly feels that this Oriental woman is too cute. He climbs to the door and says, "it's said that sleeping beauty is awakened by the prince. Would you like to try the beauty to kiss the prince?"

Xia Yihan laughingly drives the troublemaker Qin Feng out of the door. Looking back at Ye Zimo's tight, bloodless lips, he sticks his own softness.

Originally should be closed eyes slightly open, in Xia Yihan to leave, strong ring on Xia Yihan's waist, ye Zimo put Xia Yihan toward himself.

"Summer ink princess's soft breath, and touch the forehead is soft."

Long lost voice let Xia Yihan tears, think of each other just cheat himself and anger: "asshole, you'd better go to sleep!"

Xia Yihan wants to go, ye Zimo confines people in his arms, the small bed makes two people fit more closely: "darling, let me hold for a while." Ye Zimo sniffs the fragrance of Xia Yihan's hair and sleeps in the past.

"Some inflamed wounds do cause a brief lethargy, which may improve in two or three days." After seeing ye Zimo's wound, Qin Feng can't help turning to Xia Yihan: "are you really not going to the lady's dance? In Italy, there are really not many invitation cards that can be invited by her in person. "

Xia Yihan shook his head: "I'd better stay here with him."

Qin Feng said with a smile, "it's OK, but it's said that madam is very stubborn in the world. You can wait for her to urge you."

In the afternoon, sure enough, a lengthened Lincoln stopped at the side of the road, and the people on the side of the road were all envious of Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan slightly lowered his head, did not want to let people notice her, quickly walked to the woman: "Mrs. Elizabeth, I really have something to do."

Elizabeth likes Xia Yihan very much. Although Xia Yihan refuses her again and again, she says to Xia Yihan kindly: "last time you said you wanted to find a noble named Ahern. I know there are several of them. Today they are invited to my dance party. You go to have a look."

Xia Yihan was forced by Mrs. Elizabeth to change her clothes and do modeling, so when she came in, the dance had already started.

In the hall of Norda, only Xia Yihan has an oriental face. Many people are quietly looking at Xia Yihan. Elizabeth took Xia Yihan to a group of people and said something in Italian. Then he turned to Xia Yihan and said softly, "they are very interested in your design and want to invest in your brand store in Italy."

Xia Yihan lowered his voice and asked, "Mrs. Elizabeth, where is Ahern?" Elizabeth covered her mouth with a smile and pointed to the tall man looking at Xia Yihan not far away.

Unconsciously, Xia Yihan raises his neck to find Ahern and finds that he is an Italian with brown hair.

I don't know when I have pasted my warm body behind me. The husky voice with the smell of cigar said softly, "honey, I didn't expect to see you here."

Xia Yihan is scared and wants to escape. Manuel rings around Xia Yihan's waist, which makes Xia Yihan look like he is paralyzed in his arms.

"Let go of me." Xia Yihan said coldly.

"Let go of you, nonono, unless you pull that knife out once and show it to me." Manuel takes Xia Yihan to a quiet corner and looks at Xia Yihan with great interest."Pull out the knife and you'll let me go?" Xia Yihan asked.

Manuel raised his eyebrow: "of course."

As expected, Xia Xing turns over his dagger and takes a deep breath from Shi Han.

Manuel lost his smile and looked at Xia Yihan seriously, as if he wanted to see through Xia Yihan. He took the thirteen stars in Xia Yihan's hand, pushed them with his thumb, and the dagger didn't move.

"How could it be?" Xia Yihan once again took the dagger, just a little push, dagger see open.

"You must think it's amazing why you can open this dagger." Manuel said slowly.

Xia Yihan closes the dagger and nods. "Thirteen stars belong to our family. It is said that the one who can open this dagger will become the most powerful diviner in the family, and I must marry you."

"You're kidding. This is the 21st century." Xia Yihan refuses, and their eyes are on the dagger. Xia Yihan feels incredible again.

Xia Yihan watched the man rely on himself alert and said: "you just said you want to let me go."

Manuel raised his eyebrow: "Oriental beauty, next time I want to hear someone finish speaking, I said that of course I won't let you go."

Manuel originally thought that Xia Yihan would be so angry that his teeth itch, but he didn't expect that Xia Yihan would smile: "do you know that China's famous art of war is called bingbuxie?"

Xia Yihan held his dagger high on his head and cried out with all his strength: "who dropped the thirteen stars that Caesar had taken."

Thirteen stars! The dagger disappeared for hundreds of years in the period of Caesar the great. Even the upper class were fascinated by this mysterious weapon and gathered here one after another.

"Where do you think you can go?" Manuel gritted his teeth.

Xia Yihan quickly put the dagger into Manuel's hand: "I don't want to be your diviner." With the complicated court clothes worn by the ladies on the scene, Xia Yihan skillfully breaks free from Manuel's hands and slips out.

Manuel waves, and a group of people follow Xia Yihan's steps.

Xia Yihan knows that someone is following him along the long corridor. The skirt keeps Xia Yihan's action unchanged.

A hand stretched out from the side of the pillar pulled Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan raised his foot and smashed it at the other side with high heels.

"Xia Yihan!" Ye Zimo uttered a muffled hum, gritting his teeth.

"Ye Zimo, why are you here?"

"Xia Yihan." Ye Zimo called Xia Yihan low.

Xia Yihan looks up and follows Ye Zimo to the roof. "If I say I'm going to jump from here now, will you be afraid?"

Xia Yihan turns his head and looks at the enemy who is getting closer and closer to them. He closes his eyes and holds Ye Zimo: "I'm afraid!"

Ye Zimo laughs low, rings Xia Yihan's waist, steps on the roof and jumps down from the second floor.

The men catch up, only have time to see a smart voice holding Xia Yihan back to the ground, driving away.

The car stops at the door of the villa that Xia Yihan is familiar with, and the people who walk around constantly alert Ye Zimo.

"Did Manuel's men find Ahern?" Xia Zimo asked.

Ye Zimo nods, and they return to the old man's house. The house doesn't turn on the light. Ye Zimo reaches for Xia Yihan who wants to enter the door, but he is a step late. A group of masked people surround them.

Ye Zimo kicks away the person who wants to intercept. Because he pulls the wound and hums, he almost solves two or three people quickly. Not far away, a man wearing a mask holds Xia Yihan who has been knocked unconscious: "do you want to continue to fight Chinese men?"

"Let go of your dirty hands!" Ye Zimo dropped his gun.

Xia Yihan woke up and immediately covered his forehead with a hot hand: "it seems that he had a good rest." Ye Zimo said with a smile.

Xia Yihan has a look. They are in a huge basement. In the open space, only the window refracts some slightly bright lights, and groups of people walk around with a dispirited look. Xia Yihan has a hoarse voice caused by some dryness: "where are we?"

Ye Zimo gently pokes away the bangs Xia Yihan sticks on his forehead, lowers his head and offers a kiss, "I'll know soon."

Ye Zimo's hands are very hot, and ye Zimo's lips are very hot. Xia Yihan turns over and covers Ye Zimo's forehead with his hands. He screams: "Ye Zimo, you are feverish!"

Ye Zimo nodded indifferently: "maybe the wound is inflamed."

"Miss, you look really good." Tall foreigners gradually approached them, and then some people approached Xia Yihan one after another.

"Are you deciding who will die first?" Ye Zimo does not move, sitting carelessly said. The tall man looked at Ye Zimo, some scruples.

"You're alone. I don't believe you can do it!" The big bellied man quickly grabs Xia Yihan.