C213 Young Master Ye's maid 135

Just as she was looking at the ground in a daze and thinking about it, the door suddenly opened and Ye Mo Xin's long figure appeared.

If not for the scene at the door, would she have dashed to his front and happily held his face, looking into his eyes as she told him: "I've been waiting for you every second of every day. You've finally returned!"

At this moment, she had not lost the courage to run towards him. She had lost the identity and reason to run.

She stood up, gave him a faint smile, and said softly, "Mr. Ye, you're back?"

Yes, he was still the target of her trade. She still needed to rely on him to send Yu Shan and her father to hell.

Her mood wasn't that important, and she didn't have the qualifications to be wronged. Thinking about him, waiting for him, and truly wanting him to be happy was all her own will. He didn't ask for her help, so she had no reason to blame him.

Ye Mo didn't have any expression, he only looked at her calmly. He walked gracefully and slowly towards her, stopping in front of her.

He reached out a finger and gently lifted her chin as he indifferently said, "You sent me a lot of messages. I've received them all."

Why mention it? You think I'm not embarrassed enough? Xia Yihan thought bitterly in his heart. I know, in the future, I won't shamelessly take the initiative to say some worthless things. I know even more clearly who I am.

"Waiting for me?" he asked softly.

Xia Yihan did not reply. She was forced to look at him. She did not want to avoid him, but she hoped that she could remain calm and calm. Her heart would no longer beat wildly for him.

"Why is it not as passionate as I thought?" A hint of an evil smile emerged on his face as he smiled. The word 'enthusiastic' seemed to have a special meaning to it. It was as if she missed him and wanted him back for her body's sake.

When she chased after him over and over again, she had already thrown the word 'dignity' away. Therefore, she shouldn't feel bad about what he had said. Even if she felt bad, it was still something she should endure.

She smiled faintly, not looking closely, as if she could not see that she was smiling.

"Mr. Ye, what do you need me to do?"

"I don't need you to do anything. I don't like women who are too enthusiastic." He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Everything he said from the door was slow and indifferent, but his kiss was the opposite, without the slightest grace. It was simply too warm to resist. He had moved his hand to the back of her head and held her by the nape of her neck, allowing her to receive his frantic kiss with a slight lift of her head.

His lips and tongue were extremely tyrannical, and his kiss was airtight.

She didn't want him to kiss her, she didn't want him to, but she had no right to resist.

At first, she told herself not to fall into the trap, but it wasn't a matter of whether she wanted to or not. Instead, her brain gradually became hypoxic, and she was in a chaotic state.

She no longer had the brain cells to run her thoughts. She was as weak as if she were going to faint. If it wasn't for him supporting her, she would have already fallen down.

Wanting to kiss her, wanting to kiss her to death, that seemed to be what he'd been thinking every minute since they'd parted.

However, his strong pride and pride as a male did not want her to see that he missed her more than she did.

He was a man. Men were supposed to be able to hold onto anything, but how could he be controlled by a woman?

He had always convinced himself, but he had also strongly missed everything about her, her every frown and smile, every movement, everything about her seemed to be related to him.

If Song Wanran said another man's name, he wouldn't be in the least bit emotional. He would just tell her to pack up and leave.

His target was her, which was why he hated her so much. One of his hands was supporting her neck while the other one was ruthlessly rubbing her back.

He held her so tightly, it was as if if if he could loosen his grip a little and she would disappear.

To her, it had been a century since she last saw him. And to him, it was the same as well.

"Little thing, if you dare call another man by his name again, see how I'll deal with you!" This time, you have to remember. If you think about him again, don't let me find out. Otherwise, even if you beg again, I won't come and see you.

He kissed her as best he could, passing on to her all the passion he had endured for days through the grinding of his tongue, and saying over and over again in silence all the things he wanted to say to her in his heart.

At some point, he had pushed her down onto the bed. The hot kiss had moved from her lips to her soft chin, then to her ivory white and sexy collarbone, then down …

Xia Yihan breathed in fresh air again and gradually regained her ability to think.

She could feel his enthusiasm. He seemed to be very impatient with her. Sadly, it was only his body.

A physical union without a soul was pathetic. She rejected it from the bottom of her heart, but he certainly could not tolerate it.

Just as Ye Mo reached out his hand towards the zipper on the side of Xia Yihan's dress, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Yihan, I brought the fluff to you. Can you coax it?"

It was wine. She took a few steps while carrying the fluff. The more she thought about it, the more worried she became for Xia Yihan. She said she was tired, she was obviously too depressed by Ye Mo and Song Wanting's appearance together.

She couldn't let her sink into her own world, so she came with the down.

During the past few days, Leaf Mo wasn't around. She had knocked on Xia Yihan's door twice, but she always told her not to be polite and just go in, so she was used to it.

Who would have thought that they would see such an infuriating sight this time? This was not the first time he had seen such a sight. Actually, compared to the battle between the two from before, they were still fully clothed.

Even so, she couldn't help but blush.

"Right, sorry, you guys continue, continue!" she stammered, and backed out of the door, but when she went out it occurred to her that the fluff had been put on the ground.

Would it disturb them? What if she screamed at the top of her lungs?

This won't do, it was better to fish it out before the fire and dry firewood is ignited.

She knocked on the door again, blushing, and asked softly, "Mr. Ye, can I go in and bring out the fluff?"

When the alcohol arrived, Mr. Ye merely glanced at her, and continued to eat his little prey without being affected. He sucked wildly and kissed her, leaving purplish red marks on her chest.

Xia Yihan truly didn't have that much strength to push him away.

She guessed that the wine was for carrying out the fluff, and now that the little guy had run over to the bedside, perhaps it was because she saw someone "bullying" her new master. Her big eyes stared at Leaf Ink as she let out a warning howl.

Although his voice was not loud, but his spirit of protecting his master was still very touching.

Xia Yihan was unable to understand Ye Mo's feelings towards the puppy. This was his home, so if Ye Mo was unhappy and didn't let her raise him, then wouldn't his fluffy fate be as miserable as a ball?

"Mr. Ye, I just came in to bring the dog out. It will be out soon. Can you let her in?" Xia Yihan begged him in a trembling voice.

Ye Mo propped up his upper body and stared at the flushed little woman he kissed, and a faint evil smile appeared on his lips.

"I don't mind if she comes in. I don't care if she doesn't go out after she does. Do you want her to come and see? She seems very interested in such things. "

Xia Yihan bit her lips and also looked back at him. There was clearly a bit of anger in her eyes, but then she immediately turned dark. She did not want him to see her emotions.

The fluffy coat still continued to scream, the wine knocked on the door twice, then quieted down and waited for a response. Xia Yihan was both embarrassed and embarrassed. If she wanted wine to come in, then she would need this man to get up from her body.

"Come in!" Xia Yihan was just about to negotiate with him and ask him to get up, but before she could say anything, he had already said those three words. He was still pressing down on her, and his large hands were even nimbly pulling open the zipper of the dress beside her.

Xia Yihan's face burned even hotter as she repeatedly prayed in a low voice, "Don't be like this. It's not good for her to see it."

She could not help but feel a surge of sadness.

If he cared about her, he wouldn't let anyone see them making love. Women were definitely shy and shy. Even people who liked to laugh wouldn't be able to stand being intimate with others.

Xia Yihan bit her lips and turned her face away, as if that would prevent her from feeling awkward.

Just when she thought he would do something even more excessive, her body suddenly lightened. He had already gotten off the bed, his large hands holding up the fur as he walked towards the door in large strides.

His tall figure completely blocked Jiu Jiu's line of sight, so that Xia Yihan's spring light was already covered.

At this moment, she didn't know what to feel. Should she resent his teasing just now, or be grateful for his consideration?

He would always make her such a contradictory existence, sometimes pushing her to heaven, sometimes sending her to hell.

Ye Mo, consider yourself powerful. I am not your opponent, can you let me go? Think of me as an insignificant woman. Let me live a quiet life.

You're getting married, and I'm even more embarrassed. After you married her, did you really keep in touch with other women, or even keep a physical relationship with them? Isn't that an insult to a holy marriage?

"Thank you, Mr. Ye. Sorry, sorry!" With a flushed face, he apologized profusely.

"Knock on her door when you enter her room." Ye Mo said indifferently. The alcohol kept saying yes. Even if he didn't say anything, she wouldn't dare to barge in like this. It was too embarrassing.