C242 Young Master Ye's Servant Girl 164

"Ge Dali! Stop right there! " Director Shen's voice came from the door of Jiang City's Public Security Bureau. Ge Dazhi looked towards the door in disbelief.

He saw his uncle rushing towards him. The person who was faster than his uncle was a tall and straight man.

He took a closer look. Incredible! It was actually Ye Mo — the legendary Crown Prince? All the arrogance that Ge Dali had disappeared in an instant. He was so scared that he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Mo!" You're here? "You're finally here!" Xia Yihan looked at Ye Mo, who seemed to be falling from the sky. She was crying and laughing, while her body was trembling in excitement.

Ye Mo took a step forward, crouched down, and hugged Xia Yihan tightly as he whispered into her ear, "Don't be scared, I'm coming! I'm coming! Don't be afraid! I'll protect you. It's okay, it's all right. "

When he entered the door, he saw the scene of Xia Yihan seizing the blade. His heart was clenched tightly, afraid that if he was a step too late, or Ge Dazhi's movements were too slow, Xia Yihan would really stab him. If she had died, he would have blamed himself for the rest of his life.

"I'm afraid, I …" Woo … Woo … I'm scared to death, Mo. I thought I'd never see you again. " In this period of nearly an hour, Xia Yihan's nerves had been on the verge of collapse. Now that she finally saw him again, she was finally saved. She could no longer control herself and cried out.

He could only blame himself for not having noticed earlier and putting her in danger.

After such a long time, she must have thought of all sorts of ways to stall for time. Otherwise, her clothes wouldn't still be intact. As long as he thought of how she would expend so much effort to deal with this beast, his heart would definitely be torn apart by her.

After comforting Xia Yihan for a while and seeing that she had calmed down, Ye Mo carried her and stood up. He said coldly to Ge Dazhi, who was standing by the side with his head lowered, "You dare to touch my woman? Whether she's dead or crippled, you choose one yourself!"

"Sorry, Crown Prince, I know I was wrong! I don't know she's your woman, I want to know, even if you lend me ten million guts, I still wouldn't dare! "I was wrong, I slapped the face, I was wrong!" Ge Dali had long since heard of Ye Mo's methods and had thought of trying to curry favor with him countless times, but he never did. How could he have known that Xia Yihan wasn't lying to him? She was Ye Mo's woman, and he was truly unlucky.

Bureau chief Shen knew that his father was only the head of the old province's Chamber of Commerce, so he probably wouldn't be able to save anything. Recently, he heard that Director Yu had been taken down by Ye Mo. Who would have thought that at such a critical time, Ge Li would offend Ye Mo? He was going to die miserably this time.

He could not care less about his face. He kicked Ge Dazhi down, causing him to kneel on the ground while slapping his own face.

"You don't need to fight, you've done too many bad things, if you run into me today, it would be your doom, I won't let you go!"

After saying that, Ye Mo turned around and left without even looking at him.

"Xia Yihan, save me!" Please, save me, I didn't hurt you! "

Xia Yihan had always been soft-hearted. She wanted to plead on his behalf, but when the words came to her mouth, she thought of Yu Shan Shan. People like them would only harm more people if they stayed. What's more, if Ye Mo didn't come, would he really not hurt her? His clothes were off.

When they arrived at the entrance, Xia Yihan knew that Lin Da Hui had also come. She was the one who trusted her foster mother lightly, yet she was being tormented by two people rushing over to save her. She really couldn't bear it.

"Arrange a place to stay. She needs to rest." After Ye Mo gave his orders, Lin Daohui hurriedly agreed and ran off.

Tomorrow, he would go and take care of her mother. Tonight, this woman needed to be pacified. She must be scared.

Ye Mo carried Xia Yihan to the elevator, while Chief Shen and Ge Dali chased after them once again. Unfortunately, they weren't as fast as Ye Mo, so the elevator didn't wait for them.

"Are you really here?" Why do I feel like I'm dreaming? " Xia Yihan muttered to herself as she stretched out her hand to touch that perfect handsome face. She carefully touched every corner of his face, as if she could only confirm his existence in this way.

He tightly pursed his lips, his brows still slightly creased. However, he very gently said to her, "It's me. You're not dreaming. I'll protect you. Don't be afraid."

As a result, Xia Yihan's tears flowed uncontrollably. Her heart was filled with sorrow and happiness, and she was even unwilling to shift her eyes away, wanting to look at him forever.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around him, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear. She was truly afraid. She was very afraid. It was not that she was afraid of death, but that she truly did not want to see him again. That was the greatest regret of her life.

Ye Mo carried Xia Yihan all the way out of the apartment and into the street, but he still didn't put her down. Xia Yihan was afraid that he would be tired, so she didn't tell him to put her down either.

Lin Da Hui arranged his living quarters before returning along the same route, and reported to Ye Mo: "There's only one four-star hotel nearby, it's Lakeside Hotel. I have already reserved the best room. "Mr. Ye, the helicopter is still here, do you want me to go back or stay here?"

"Let's go back!" I don't need you here, hurry up and do what Shen and Ge Dali need to do, don't make any mistakes. " Ye Mo instructed.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Lin Daohui promised and left.

"Thank you, Assistant Lin. It's been hard on you." Although Xia Yihan felt that he might have thought that he was being unreasonable, she was truly sorry.

Lin Da Hui turned around and laughed. He said fearlessly, "If you work a little harder and make our Boss Ye happy, it will be my welfare."

Xia Yihan's face instantly turned red, while Ye Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want to die?" Although his tone was cold, Lin Daxi knew that he had really said something to someone. He hurriedly said, "I don't want to, I miss my wife. I want to go home, good night!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't dare to stay any longer and ran off like a wisp of smoke.

After hearing his words, Xia Yihan's attention was successfully diverted away. When she looked at Ye Mo again, her gaze seemed to have a different content.

She suddenly started to panic and didn't dare to foolishly look at him again.

Originally, Ye Mo only wanted to comfort her a little. Who would have thought that her bright red face would be so alluring when compared to the beauty of the street lamp, it would be hard for Ye Datou to not be tempted.

Ye Mo fixed his gaze on Xia Yihan, his eyes were deep and fiery. She subconsciously bit her lips, her actions causing his heart to tighten.

This little thing was purposely luring him!

He didn't care about anything else. His lips fell straight down. Just as he stuck to her soft lips, he heard the sound of someone clearing his throat.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!" I'm sorry, I forgot to give you my room card! "

Lin Da Hui had been too anxious to give the two of them some space, but now he was holding up on Ye Xiao's business. To be stared at by him as if he was going to kill someone, Lin Da Hui felt a chill run down his spine.

Xia Yihan had already buried her face in Ye Mo's chest. She did not dare to raise her head, so Ye Mo accepted the card and did not continue to bully her on the street.

Only when Ye Mo carried Xia Yihan into the hotel room and put her on the bed did she stealthily glance at him. When she saw that he was also staring at her, she quickly avoided his gaze.

"Do you miss me?" he asked her hoarsely.

Xia Yihan's heart suddenly hurt. She didn't even have time to reply before she sealed her scorching kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, using her actions to tell him how much she missed him.

She missed him, just like a fish yearning for water, yearning for a thorough intimacy, yearning for a fierce intimacy, yearning, never to be separated.

He missed her too, so much so that his heart ached. He felt as if every second they were separated made him want to run over and grab her back. In these two to three days, he didn't know how to suppress himself, so he didn't forcefully order her to return.

As soon as their lips touched each other, the two of them restrained their yearning for the past two or three days, which was like a broken dam that could no longer be retracted.

Their breathing became more and more intense and rapid. Their kisses became more and more entangled, from the gentle pleasures of each other to the violent storms afterwards. Both of them were unable to control their own strength.

He pressed down on her, sucking at her lips in a frenzy, his big hands eager to get into her clothes and rub her soft, smooth skin.

It took him a long time to give her a chance to catch her breath. She opened her small mouth and sucked in a sharp breath. Her seductive face was filled with the shyness and joy that came from his kiss.

"Do you miss me?" He seemed to confirm that it was not enough as he asked again.

Tears welled up in Xia Yihan's eyes as she vigorously nodded her head.

"En, I do!" "I thought about it more than I had ever imagined, and my heart ached just thinking about it …"

Her gentle and sincere confession melted Ye Mo's heart once again.

At this moment, he no longer considered whether she had lied to him. All he knew was how terrified he had been when this woman had almost died, and how afraid he had been of losing her. He wanted to feel her existence, warm her, and let her feel that he was with her.

There was no longer any obstruction between the two of them. They tightly embraced each other, gently intertwining, intertwining again.

As their bodies tried their best to approach endlessly, their hearts temporarily forgot all obstacles and all doubts.

She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth, the warmth, the rhythm of his love.

Her arms clung to his thick shoulders like soft vines, and her little face leaned against him, greedily inhaling the unique masculine scent of him in the air.

He wished he could rub her into his body, and she longed for this moment to last forever, and she would be his woman forever, without fear of change, without fear of separation.

But his gentleness made her uneasy, and she always felt that it was only temporary, as if she had stolen it.