C148 Young Master Ye's Servant Girl

Her attire caused his eyes to light up. Normally, what he hated the most was such a tender color. Regardless of who it was, when he saw it, he couldn't help but frown. Lin Ling probably knew what he liked, so she intentionally put this in Xia Yihan's clothes without leaving a trace.

No one would have thought that the color Ye Mo hated the most when it was worn on Xia Yihan's body, would actually make her look so good.

It was only then that he recognized the scent of roses from her body. Had she bathed in petals?

Would she be so diligent? He was not Mo Xiaojun.

"Come here!" His voice didn't sound as pleasantly surprised as Xia Yihan had expected, but he didn't sound as angry as he did this morning.

Xia Yihan tried her best to remain calm as she slowly walked around his wide desk to his side.

As he got closer, the fragrance on her body became more distinct. He felt that she was like an enchanting rose blooming beside him.

It had to be said that in such a short period of time, the woman he had developed had lost her youth, and was now exuding a mature charm.

Her soft and tender mouth slightly opened. It was an involuntary reaction, showing that she was still a bit nervous.

He stared fixedly at her small mouth and didn't kiss her. As he watched, Xia Yihan tensed up even more, her heart thumping wildly. It was as if he was waiting for something, but also afraid of it. He wanted to avoid it, but at the same time, he wanted to get close to her. That complicated feeling kept bothering her until he suddenly put his arm around her waist.

"Did you do this on purpose? Do you want me to enjoy it? " He tightly wrapped around her and whispered into her ear. The warm air made Xia Yihan's sensitive body uncontrollably shiver again.

She couldn't tell whether he liked her or didn't like her, but at least he wasn't angry, and that was enough to make her happy.

Xia Yihan thought about how Mo Xiao Qiang and the wine had repeatedly poured into her ear, so she decided to be more gentle and make him happy.

"Yes, I want to please you." Ye Mo's heart suddenly tightened as if he had gone crazy and pressed his little mouth down onto hers.

His kiss was so arrogant and domineering that it gave her no time to breathe.

The hot and lingering kiss sucked the oxygen out of Xia Yihan's brain. She fainted without any strength, so she could only softly lie on his steel-like arm, allowing him to plunder wantonly.

He was almost biting her, causing her lips to ache slightly. She knew he was trying to vent his anger, so she put her arms around his neck more smoothly to please him.

She prayed silently that his anger would end there and that every day after that he would be in a good mood.

His lips left hers, and then his dark eyes fixed her eyes. After a long time, he fiercely kissed her bright red lips, sucking hard, giving his assent.

This kind of intimate kiss seemed to be a good hypnotic medicine. When Xia Yihan was kissed, she once again felt the warmth of spring blossoming, even though his expression was still as cold as ever.

Ye Mo did not know how long he kissed for before he stopped and his breathing also became short. He held Xia Yihan's exquisite face in his hands and looked at her without blinking.

"I wish I could crush you! That way, we can drive that Mo bastard out of your head! " His voice was hoarse with hatred.

Xia Yihan saw the hatred in Ye Mo's eyes. He actually hated Mo Xiao Jun, she couldn't let him hate Mo Xiao Jun.

Seemingly out of instinct, Xia Yi Han raised her voice, and retorted seriously: "You can't scold Mo Xiao Jun! "No way!"

Ever since he appeared in Ye Mo's line of sight, Xia Yihan had been quiet, and didn't dare to speak loudly. She had only once lost her temper, the time she had stopped him from drinking.

This time, he only said that Mo Qianni was a bastard, and her eyes were wide open. Such an excited expression deeply pierced his heart.

Was it that important?

I don't even remember his gentle disguise.

Ye Mo's expression instantly turned cold. He pinched her chin with his fingers and used a bit of force. She was in a lot of pain, but she didn't regret what she said.

"Why can't I scold him?" His voice was as cold as ice. If she dared to say that Mo Xiaojun was his little brother's ridiculous excuse, he would tear her to shreds, because that was absolutely impossible!

"Because …" He could be your brother!

Xia Yihan nearly said that sentence, but in the end, she swallowed it back. She couldn't say it, she definitely couldn't say it.

If Mo Xiaojun was really Ye Mo's brother, it would be too cruel for him to find a dead person after looking for so long. She didn't want to see him face to face with such a situation.

If Mo Xiaojun wasn't Ye Mo's brother, after the investigation, Ye Mo, who was a suspicious person, would think that she was deliberately lying to him. He would think that she said that deliberately to get revenge for Mo Xiaojun.

Therefore, no matter what the result was, she had to stubbornly hold on to this speculation and would not reveal it.

"Tell me, why?! Just because you love him, you won't let anyone say anything bad about him? " Ye Mo gritted his teeth and asked.

Xia Yihan wanted to shake her head, but her chin was stuck in place because of him.

"No, that's not the reason. I don't want you to say he was bad because he died. The dead are great, please do not blaspheme his spirit in heaven. " As she said this, Xia Yihan's eyes filled with tears. She didn't know if it was pain or sadness.

Her watery eyes sparkled with tears. She looked pitiful, but at this moment, he would not be moved by her delicate appearance.

Ye Mo's expression turned even more solemn. He suddenly pushed her away, allowing her to stand up from his embrace.

"Okay, I respect the dead, so there is no need to respect the living. Take it off! "

Xia Yihan felt bitter in her heart. She didn't want to face this kind of situation, but she still had to face it again.

This was the top floor, the tallest place in the city, but the french windows were lit and the curtains were drawn, and even though she knew that no one could see her unless a helicopter flew through the window, she felt no sense of security.

She had no choice but to reach out with trembling hands to the side of her skirt. She bit her lip and pulled the zipper down.

"Three seconds. Before you can finish it, I'll directly tear it apart." His voice was cold and heartless, like Satan from hell.

Xia Yihan wanted to turn her back and hurry up, but his gaze clearly told her that she was not allowed to dodge.

He was like that. When he was angry, he would embarrass her. She should have gotten used to it long ago, but she still wasn't used to it. Every time he stared at her so coldly, as if he were making a joke out of her, it always made her heart ache a little.

Today, she wanted to coax him. She had turned herself into a rose, but she just wanted him to smile. She took the initiative to admit that she wanted to make him happy, so she put her arms around his neck.

She thought that he would be in a good mood this way. Who knew that things would turn out like this again? She discovered that her heart seemed to be in more pain than it had ever been before.

Is it that the more you love a person, the more you will feel pain for him? Is it possible that the closer you get to someone, the more likely you are to fall in love with him? Why was it that even though he was always tormenting her, she still didn't like him? Even though she knew he wanted to make things difficult for her, she still couldn't bring herself to do so.

She bit her lip to hold back her tears and quickened her pace.

Very quickly, the alluring rose bloomed in front of his eyes.

Ye Mo suddenly stood up. With a wave of his arm, all the documents and pens on the desk fell to the floor.

Seeing his actions, Xia Yihan couldn't help but be scared. Soon after, he put an arm around her waist, picked her up, and roughly put her down on the cold desk.

It was as if he wanted to use this method to completely eliminate the image of another man in her mind, giving her no room to breathe or rest at all.

After a very, very long time, it finally ended.

"Put on your clothes and go back!" His voice was still cold and without emotion.

She closed her eyes and rested for a while before she found the strength to slowly push herself up against the table.

Ye Mo did not even look at her. Even if she fell back onto the table due to fatigue, he would only have his back facing her. His eyebrows moved but he restrained the impulse to turn around and pick her up.

He quickly tidied up his clothes and walked towards the French windows.

It was as if he was a man that was once very close to her and very gentle, and in an instant, he seemed to have become very, very far away from her.

She was sad, aching, but she could bear it, and she always felt as if he were lonely, standing there with his big body.

Why did he have to be so stubborn? Why did he have to insist on making her heart be like a child? It made people's hearts uncontrollably ache for him.

Xia Yihan had already forgotten about her discomfort and humiliation. She trembled as she got down from the desk and worked hard to dress herself.

It was unknown where she got the courage, or perhaps she didn't want to see him so angry, but she slowly walked behind him and put her arms around his waist.

"Don't be angry, okay? I hope you're happy. " Her soft voice reached his ears. Ye Mo's body shuddered, then his face turned serious again.

He reached out and pulled her hand away, his voice still as cold as ice.

"Go back!"

His words seemed to form a wall around him. She wanted to get closer to him, but she couldn't. Xia Yihan had never been an active person. Being able to hug him and coax him even when he was so cold towards her was already the limit of what she could do.