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Hearing the warm words, Ihao's face darkened, and countless black lines appeared on his forehead.

"It's warm and cold. You don't need to intentionally get my sympathy. Are you afraid of thunder? Don't tell me that I'm not clear about that?" Ihao's words caused quite a stir. He opened his throat and shouted at her, and at the same time, he reached out and pushed her out of his arms. *

Tonight, even though he had managed to sleep so peacefully, he was disturbed by her.

What a detestable woman.

In the darkness of the room, Yi Hao rolled his eyes and warmed himself. Then, he fell down and went back to sleep. Feel, "Cold and warm, get off my bed!"

Young Master, I'm really afraid of thunder, wuu …" The sound made her feel as if the house was shaking, and she crawled back into bed, then grabbed Ihao's nightgown and sobbed, "Young Master, I'm really afraid of thunder, wuu …

Yi Hao frowned in displeasure as he tried his best to suppress his anger. He moved his hand and pulled on the lamp. Then, he turned his head to look at the woman in his arms and at the clock hanging on the wall.

Damn this woman. It's already two in the morning and she still wants to disturb him. She's really going to die!

He wanted to yell at the woman to get out of bed, but through the thin layer of his robe, he seemed to feel the warmth and the trembling, so he turned off the light again, stretched out his long arm, and said with slight impatience: "Well, don't be afraid, just go to sleep. Feel! If you fall asleep, you won't be afraid! "

If he did not give in, the woman would have "quarreled" with him forever, and he would not be able to sleep again tonight. Perception. Plus, when he had switched on the light and saw that she had indeed turned pale from fright, he didn't think that it was an act.

Warmth slightly stopped, and his heart accelerated in an instant. "Bang! Bang!"

She was not used to Ihao suddenly putting his arm around her.

Warmth squirmed gently in his arms, trying to get away from him, but Iowa was still scared, so he held her tighter.

He reached out and pressed her head, which was extremely restless, into his arms. Then, he tightly embraced her delicate body. Small body.

Holding on to the warmth, Ihao suddenly felt a little absent-minded. This feeling was very familiar … It used to be like …

Warmth bit her lip, and her face almost touched his firm chest. The tip of her nose was filled with the masculine scent that she was familiar with. Her small face was extremely red, and a small sweetness suddenly surged up from the bottom of her heart.

Look at the movement. She moved her small hands, raising the corners of her lips and trying to hug him back, but …

"Yue, hug you comfortably!" His voice was filled with happiness and satisfaction, but he held on even more tightly to the warmth of his arms.

Upon hearing these words, Warmth's entire body froze. His originally shy face had turned slightly red, but now, it had turned deathly pale. That white was especially obvious in the dark.

Early the next morning, the sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and onto the large water bed. The two who had slept in each other's embrace but had slept soundly in peace.

Ah Min thought that Yi Hao had run out in the morning, so she carefully pushed him away. In the room, ready to clean up in person, she almost screamed as she pushed open the door.

Heavens, what did she see?

The young master was able to hug that woman and sleep so peacefully! Ever since he started working for the Yi family, she had never seen him sleep for more than a minute.

Sister Amin carefully closed the door, then quietly left the room. However, just as she was about to close the last door, she walked down the hallway and almost stomped her feet in annoyance.

It's over, it's all over!

If Young Master really likes that woman and that woman allowed him to become the Yi family's young mistress, she would definitely seek revenge on him. "I used to be very fierce towards her, and I definitely wouldn't have any good fruits to eat, wuu …

Even though the sound of her leaving the room was very quiet and the door closing was very quiet, Ihao could still hear her faintly.

He opened his eyes and went to the clock. He had slept soundly the night before, the most sane he had ever slept in years.

However, the moment Ihao opened his eyes, what entered his sight was a warm and warm sleeping face.

Yi Hao's body stiffened. He couldn't help but think back to what had happened last night.

As the memory of what had happened swept over him like a typhoon, the stiffness grew even more frightening.

Last night, he actually …

In the spacious room, because the curtains were closed, it seemed extremely dim. There was a man wearing a mask sitting in the room. His long fingers drummed on the table for an instant.

"Boss, we've investigated and confirmed that everything that happened back then had something to do with Yi Hao!" Not far from the masked man stood a man in his forties. It was too dark to see his face.

When the man heard his answer, his fingers that were knocking on the table suddenly stopped. In the dim light, his sharp eyes suddenly emitted a dense chill and killing intent. That coldness was not something that could be blocked even in the darkness.

"Is it really about Ihao?" An extremely magnetic male voice slowly sounded in the room.

The middle-aged man trembled slightly from the cold aura that shot out from his eyes. He nodded and asked, "Boss, what do you plan to do with Ihao?"

When the man heard his words, he pursed his lips sinisterly, and the hand he had placed on the table began to knock again.

After a moment of silence, he slowly enunciated each word, "Kill — — pardon!"