Chapter 130

This can be anxious bad Mo Xiaonong, and Xia Yihan return to the room, she said eagerly to her: "do you see it? Zi Mo Ge went to see the moon with her. At night, he could not tell what to see. You have to pay close attention to it. You don't know what song means. What can I do? I dare not go out! "

"Don't worry. Trust me. It's OK." Xia Yihan finished, directly got up to go to the closet, bit his lip and picked out a purple black sexy nightgown.

Since she can't keep his heart with her heart, let him infatuate with her body.

She immersed herself in the bathtub of the main bathroom and looked at her body under the clear water. Although she was born with good conditions from her body to her skin, she did not have much confidence in whether she could use her body to retain Ye Zimo.

Every time he wants to make her feel pain, he can make her feel comfortable if he wants to make her feel comfortable, even if he wants to make her uncontrollable, she will inevitably cry out. He didn't need to say that. She also knew that she got it after experiencing countless women.

He has experienced so many women, and he can't take the ordinary ones. It can be seen that he has seen all kinds of women.

The only advantage she has over those women is that he still cares about her in his heart, but her advantage is also her disadvantage. Because he cares, she is even more like walking on thin ice.

It seems that in order to give himself enough courage, Xia Yihan took this hot bath for a long time, and even his body had been soaked a little weak before he came out of the water.

She dried herself, put on her sexy collection and looked at herself in the mirror. As a result of soaking in a hot bath, her face was slightly red and her eyes looked watery. She thought that maybe men would like women like this.

Xia Yihan stood at the door of Ye Zimo's bedroom, still a little uneasy. He didn't know if there were other women in his bedroom. He wen wasn't here tonight, and she didn't know where she was.

If he Wen is not here, song wanting and Fang Lina may also be in his room, or there may be a new maid in his room today.

She raised her hand and tapped on his door.

"In!" Ye Zimo's cold voice rings in the door. Xia Yihan takes a deep breath and turns the door open as if he has made up his mind.

Ye Zimo is sitting in front of the computer desk at this time, he is the only one in the room, which makes Xia Yihan a great relief.

As long as she was alone with him, she could bear the humiliation he gave her. She was too afraid that he would make the third woman present.

"Make me a cup of coffee!" Ye Zimo didn't see who was coming in. He lowered his head and looked at the document and ordered.

He is working hard. How can she look at her dress like this I don't respect myself. It seems that I intend to seduce him to stop doing business

Xia Yihan thought, just as he didn't see her, she should hurry away with his cup.

Maybe even she didn't realize that she didn't want him to look down on her. Even if you can't say love, maybe she still hopes to have a better image in his heart, not like a fallen woman, which will only tempt men to bed.

As if he was afraid that he would see her, all the courage he had accumulated when he entered the door was gone. Xia Yihan walked to him lightly and reached for the coffee cup on his table.

"Is it you?" Ye Zimo saw her in the end. Xia Yihan's hand froze on the coffee cup for a while, and then picked it up.

"It's me, Mr. Ye. I'll make your coffee."

He didn't see what she was wearing, so she thought, run away.

When I go back to my room later, I will find a coat to put on. Even if the original plan remains unchanged, it will not be implemented until he has finished his work.

Her eyes are a little nervous and flustered. Ye Zimo stares at her strange little face. Xia Yihan is afraid that he will see her thin pajamas if he looks down again.

She took the coffee cup and ran away as if to go out, the action is very urgent.

Ye Zimo's puzzled eyes could not help following her. When he saw her panic figure, he understood why she wanted to escape.

She wore a purple and black nightdress with light texture and hollowed out back. Her white skin loomed between the black mesh.

"Come back! I don't want coffee anymore! "

Ye Zimo's voice came from behind Xia Yihan, but he found it! Her feet naturally stopped, the coffee cup in her hand unconsciously squeezed, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards him.

Ye Zimo is still sitting on the leather armchair, tightening her lips and looking at her face up and down.

Today, she looks very open, but the whole underwear wrapped in her pajamas sold her out. It can be seen from the above that she is still shy.

If she took the underwear out of her underwear, it would be more provocative for most men to see her best female presence naturally looming in her pajamas.

However, ye Zimo is not the majority of men, he always does not like women who are too bold and active. Now she seemed to have a desire to seduce him, but unconsciously she was a little shy, just enough to stir his heart.He looked at her body with burning eyes, as if evaluating whether she could give him a satisfactory love, which made Xia Yihan blush and red, and his heart beat faster and faster.

Every step closer to him, her heart is suffering from a complex idea. Will he be satisfied with her performance today? Will you reconcile with her? Will you order to continue investigating Mo Xiaojun's case?

Perhaps it is because of the many shoulders, it seems particularly concerned and nervous.

Ye Zimo's eyes are transferred from Xia Yihan's body to her small face. Without saying a word, he is thinking about the reason for her sudden enthusiasm.

Xia Yihan walks up to him and puts the coffee cup back on the computer table. Next, he doesn't know what to do.

"What can I do for you?" He suddenly asked, Xia Yihan shook his head, "nothing."

He asked slowly, "it's OK. Would you dress like this?"

"I..." Xia Yihan bit his lip and knew that ye Zimo was not a good fool. She had to say a reasonable reason.

"I don't want you to be angry any more. Every time I see you unhappy, I will I'm not happy, either In spite of some embarrassment, Xia Yihan said this difficult sentence under the gaze of Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo's fingers picked up her chin, his eyes were directly opposite to her eyes, and asked her softly, "really?"

"Really." Xia Yihan's expression can't be sincere any more. Although she approached him this time, the purpose of luring him was not very simple, but she was not lying. She had hoped to see him happy. Every time she saw him with a straight face and a slight frown, she had the impulse to help him smooth.

His kiss almost pressed down, before this, he still remembered Mo Xiaonong's words: sister, the event is not good.

"No other reason?" He asked, looking into her eyes again.

"If you want me to say something about it, it's that I don't want to see you unhappy, and I don't want to see the people around us unhappy."

He still did not speak, as if to explore the truth and falsehood in her words.

"Ye Zimo, don't do this again, OK?" Xia Yihan summoned up the courage to call his name gently, even stretched out a soft hand on his cheek, and then continued to say: "be happy!"

Ye Zimo's heart is tight, the big hand holds her small hand, and then pastes her equally cool lip.

She didn't know if she had succeeded. He gently sipped her soft lips and occasionally traced the shape of her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Such a gentle and caressing kiss makes Xia Yihan very emotional. Before long, she began to fall into his more and more passionate kiss.

She didn't know how he stood up and how he held her up. She felt a strong vertigo at the moment when she left the ground.

In a flash, he had put her on the bed, he lay beside her, his eyes had been stained with a deep desire, as if to swallow her.

Every time he looked at her like this, she was afraid and always wanted to shrink back.

But there was no room for her to escape. His big hand had lifted up her nightdress, and his hot eyes looked at her from top to bottom.

The color she chose is exactly what he likes to see, sexy and mysterious, and her beauty looms in his eyes.

"Is nothing really happening around you?"

If she told him at this time that something was wrong, Mo Xiaojun's case seemed to have stopped. She really didn't know how he would treat her and how angry he would be.

She also saw the scab on his hand just now. She didn't want to see him get angry again. She could only tell him what he thought and shake her head gently, "no, I just miss you Happy. "

"Damn it!" He uttered a low curse, and the overwhelming kiss suddenly came down.

Without the patience, this time the kiss is very heavy, as if to burn his exclusive mark on her body.

Soon, she was kissing her white skin with dark red kisses. His big hands tore and tore her clothes.

Is he angry again? Xia Yihan looked at his face with some worry, but he couldn't see his emotion. His face was calm, even a little cold.

He was like an emperor on the top of the throne.

"Don't forget to make a sound." He reminded indifferently that

He wanted to make her addicted, and let himself forget for a short time.

At this time, no matter what kind of things are most intimate to her, he can only do these things to her.

No matter the living men or the dead Mo Xiaojun, no man can rely on her so close.

"You..." Xia Yihan wants to ask, is he happy?

He didn't stop for a second. When he finished, he immediately left. Then he grabbed the shirt he had just taken off and threw it on her.

"Wear this and go back to your room." His voice was still cold.