Chapter 744

Xu Haoran smiles at Xia Yihan and looks at ye nianmo with uninjured eyes. Xia Yihan gently wants to touch ye nianmo's head to comfort him. Ye nianmo shrinks his head and runs out of the door with Xia Yihan's hand.

On the hospital lawn, ye nianmo squatted on the side of the stuffy weeding, casting a huge shadow in front of him. When he looked up to see the visitor, ye nianmo's tone was aggrieved: "Daddy."

Ye Zimo's face and color can't see the emotion, only the voice shows the tenderness that ordinary people would not hear: "ye nianmo, stand up."

Ye nianmo stirred her fingers and stood up uneasily. Her head almost fell to her chest. Her tears, big as beans, slipped down a little. Ye nianmo quickly stretched out her arm to wipe away the tears.

"Ye nianmo, remember what daddy said?" Ye Zimo looks at ye nianmo with a stern tone.

Ye nianmo cried some hiccups: "remember, daddy said that men can't cry, read Mo did not cry!" With red eyes, ye nianmo raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Zimo.

"Daddy's going to tell you the second thing about being a man." Ye Zimo gently patted the back of reading ink, and said it in no hurry.

"As a man, if someone gives you a point, you have to pay 10% for the other party. If the other party hurts you once, you will never have a chance to hurt you again. Do you understand?"

Ye nianmo was also immersed in Ye Zimo's warm hands and his rare gentle tone. After thinking for a while, he howled with a cry: "read Mo can't understand, daddy, I'm sorry."

Ye Zimo laughed and wiped his tears for ye nianmo: "you will understand, one day."

Xia Yihan and ye nianmo are forced back to Ye's home by Ye Zimo. The housekeeper coaxes ye nianmo to sleep. Ye Zimo pulls Xia Yihan to the kitchen.

There are steaming porridge in the kitchen. Xia Yihan looks at ye nianmo with some surprise. Ye nianmo sat down to eat gracefully, leaving only the smell of porridge and the sound of chewing.

"Mumble, mumble." The protest voice of the stomach makes Xia Yihan startled. Ye Zimo's slender eyes seem to be inadvertently aiming at Xia Yihan's stomach.

Xia Yihan is dissatisfied with Ye Zimo's similar ironic eyes. He sits on the chair, picks up a spoon and pours it into his mouth.

"Wow! It's hot and hot! "

Xia Yihan spits out his tongue and looks at Ye Zimo with tearful eyes. Ye Zimo stretches out his slender hand. When he approaches Xia Yihan's forehead, the palm that was originally shaped to be touched turns into a fist and gently knocks Ye Yihan's forehead.

"Stupid woman!"

Xia Yihan wants to refute. His red lips are gently contained. Ye Zimo looks at the other party's blurred eyes under his eyelashes with a smile. He stretches his distance from Xia Yihan and stands up straight. His knuckled fingers slide over his moist thin lips and says solemnly.

"Disinfect!"

In the evening, ye nianmo pesters Xia Yihan to tell himself a story. "Little Red Riding Hood did not listen to her grandmother's words and ran to the forest to pick mushrooms, and was finally caught by the wolf."

Ye nianmo raised his head and asked innocently, "Mommy, will you be caught by the wolf alone?"

Xia Yihan nodded his head seriously. Ye nianmo thought for a moment, and his tone was a little depressed: "will Uncle Xu be captured by the wolf if he stays alone in the hospital?"

Ye nianmo is very worried and looks at Xia Yihan seriously. Xia Yihan rubs ye nianmo's head and feels at ease for its kindness.

"Then Mummy will take a picture of nianmo and send it to Uncle Xu, so that the wolf doesn't dare to catch Uncle Xu."

After coaxing ye nianmo, Xia Yihan crept out of the door. Ye Zimo's study still had weak lights and clear keyboard sound.

Ye Zimo doesn't find Xia Yihan standing at the door. He processes the data with frameless glasses. Xia Yihan looks at Ye Zimo quietly through a door, and subconsciously takes up his mobile phone that hasn't been turned off.

The report of Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan appeared at the same time, which occupied the headlines of all newspapers the next day. Lin Jie put down the newspaper with a frown, picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number. Then he put it down decadent.

"What's the matter?" he said Si Si took a glass of red wine and put it on the table in front of Lin Jie, with Lin Jie's familiar smile.

Lin Jie looked at the woman in front of him, and flashed a glimmer of possibility. He took a peck of red wine and asked casually, "did you do fashion jewelry? You seem to be very dissatisfied with Xia Yihan."

Si Si looked at Lin Jie in surprise, and his tone was slightly Yang: "I don't know Xia Yihan. I just can't bear to see you guys are fascinated by him. If it's me, I'll set fire to her shop!"

Lin Jie frowned slightly and approached Si Si with a warning that could not be refused: "it's better not to do it by you."

Si Si is not willing to be outdone and stares back. His heart is beating the drum. He didn't do it by himself. Who did it?

The day of jewelry design competition is approaching, Xia Yihan is very busy, the pointer has already pointed to 12 o'clock, put down the brush, Xia Yihan breathed a long breath.

The body is pushed into the warm arms, Xia Yihan twist the body to avoid, in touch with the heat under the other side's abdomen suddenly stiff.

Ye Zimo holds up Xia Yihan and puts it on the bed, pressing on the other side of his body in a virtual way, and freezes on his delicate neck.Xia Yihan passively raised his head, and ye Zimo chuckled. Xia Yihan was a little sober. He quickly closed his pajamas and drew back: "I will participate in the competition tomorrow."

"So what?" Grab Xia Yihan's ankle to let the woman who has fled back to her body again. Ye Zimo sniffs the fragrance of each other's body and completely wrap the fine clavicle of the other party.

"Ye Zimo! Come on Xia Yihan refuses carefully, but there is no hope in his eyes.

Originally in the action of the man stopped, Xia Yihan blinked his eyes, doubt voice: "Ye Zimo?"

Ye Zimo breath some unsteadily grabbed the quilt, directly wrapped up the whole Xia Yihan, put a plug in his arms, and said in an unquestionable voice: "sleep!"

He He It's OK, Xia Yihan moved uneasily, and felt the burning heat sticking on his thigh swelled a few minutes, and the punishing light bite from his ears made her dare not move.

The next day, Xia Yihan rushed to the design exhibition. Youle ran to the exhibition hall, picked up Xia Yihan's design works and ran to the exhibition hall: "it's going to be late, Yihan, hurry up!"

two people trotted all the way to the service desk, and Kwai Yue gave the design product from Xia Yi Han's bag to the waiter.

Half an hour later, the host happily stepped onto the exhibition platform to let all the contestants come to the stage to explain their creativity. Youle nervously displayed his works and showed his daily design process one by one through VCR, which ushered in a lot of praise from the audience.

When Youle steps down, he smiles at Xia Yihan. Although Xia Yihan feels that the other party's smile is a little strange, he doesn't think deeply.

Xia Yihan is undoubtedly one of the highlights of the design competition. Many people are whispering about the ability of the woman behind Ye Zimo who founded fashion jewelry.

Xia Yihan smiles as a sign to the waiter to start his painting. There is a burst of air pumping. The concise tone and complicated patterns are heard. Xia Yihan's jewelry design sample is exactly the same as Youle's!

Xia Yihan turns his head and looks at Youle. Youle seems to be looking at himself with consternation. The host saw the situation and was busy making the round: "it seems that Miss Xia must have taken other people's works by mistake."

Xia Yihan hastily nods, subconsciously opens the bag in the hand, where has own original work. There was a lot of sobbing under the stage.

"Ye Zimo's women are just villains who copy other people's works. How can people like Ye Zimo like her?"

"It looks good-looking, and sure enough, it can seduce men."

Dense timid whisper let Xia Yihan feel a little confused, eyes blankly raised his head to see a circle, the dark blue light under the pressure of a piece of people.

Xia Yihan pushes the host away and runs down the stage. "Not yet?" Si Si points to Xia Yihan's running direction and asks Lin Jie.

Looking at Lin Jie without hesitation to get up and chase after Xia Yihan, Si Si's eyes fell on Youle. This woman is not simple!

Lin Jie followed the corridor all the way. Xia Yihan at the corner curled up on the bench, not crying, but staring at his mobile phone.

Lin Jie takes a deep breath and looks at Xia Yihan quietly. Xia Yihan takes out his mobile phone and looks at the photo of Ye nianmo. His finger moves to a picture. The man is frowning and tapping the keyboard. Xia Yihan's fingers gently grope for the photo on the phone, and tears hit the screen.

Lin Jie sighed and turned to pick up the phone.

Xia Yihan heard steady footsteps coming from the corridor, rubbed some red eyes, lowered his head, and did not want passers-by to see his embarrassment.

Enter a pair of leather shoes in the field of vision, the owner of the shoes stops in front of Xia Yihan, a hand gently flicks the fine hair of Xia Yihan glued to his forehead.

"It's ugly." Ye Zimo frowned and said softly.

Xia Yihan some flustered cover the mobile phone, tears and some to flow down. Ye Zimo gently covers Xia Yihan's eyes and feels the moist from the palm of his hand.

"Bring me that woman called yollo." Put the sleeping Xia Yihan into the car, ye Zimo ordered coldly.

Youle hurried to the exhibition hall, holding a scroll that should have appeared on the stage.

In front of a woman in a dark red dress blocked Youle, Youle had to stop and look at the woman in doubt.

"I have to say, you are a smart boy, at least I appreciate you very much." Seth gracefully curled up his curly hair that hung over his shoulders.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Youle wants to go another way.

"I say I appreciate your courage to die. You can't escape it." Si Si laughs gently, hears the footstep sound which is getting closer and closer, this just hides in another room, watching Youle be carried away.

"You have a face that many people love." Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan's painting in his hands said, looking at Youle without expression.

Youle greedily looked at Ye Zimo, some hastily said: "I do all this for you!"

"For me?" Ye Zimo's tone is rising and even curious.