Chapter 820

Xia Yihan covered his mouth with a short cry, ye Zimo had already easily avoided, and then a relaxed punch attacked the man's abdomen, the man howled a few times and could not stand up.

Ye Zimo and the other two people are fighting with each other. Xia Yihan is shocked when he looks on one side. There is a voice behind him: "sorry, let's make a way!"

A bicycle whistling past, Xia Yihan short exclaimed: "sorry!" Xia Yihan's figure attracted Ye Zimo's attention.

Ye Zimo stops his fist, but the other party can't stop his hand. His fist mercilessly hits Ye Zimo's cheek. Ye Zimo is beaten too far and wipes the blood from the corner of his lip. He shakes his head to indicate that he is OK. He turns his head and looks at Xia Yihan outside the window from a distance.

Xia Yihan looks at the bruise of Ye Zimo's lip corner, turns his head and runs away. Ye Zimo's eyes are dim and looks at Xia Yihan's leaving. Without saying a word, looking at the boxer on the spot, his face was colder and his fist was faster.

Several people were beaten by Ye Zimo and couldn't get up any more. Ye Zimo left his boxing gloves and stood in the middle of the ring coldly. He was as proud as a king, but also very lonely.

"Why are you still fighting?" Xia Yihan's familiar voice rings out under the challenge arena. Ye Zimo turns his head and looks down at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan holds the medicine box and looks at Ye Zimo with a pair of beautiful eyes. His face is full of disapproval.

On the challenge arena, Xia Yihan sits to apply disinfectant to Ye Zimo's lips. After a while of pounding in the medicine box, he takes out a bottle of purple potion.

"What is this?" Ye Zimo's face twisted and looked at the purple potion in Xia Yihan's hand.

Xia Yihan shakes and shakes naturally and says: "it's the purple potion. When I was a child, I fell to it as long as I wiped it well and quickly." Ye Zimo looks at the hand of the cotton swab standing gradually approaching, and seizes Xia Yihan's arm cleanly.

He pulled Xia Yihan out of his arms and deeply kissed him. Xia Yihan softened his waist until the other side let go of himself. His mind was a little confused. Xia Yihan held a cotton swab and said, "wipe the medicine first."

Ye Zimo picks eyebrows, looks at the purple potion, and kisses deeply again. Xia Yihan is dizzy, and can't remember to let Ye Zimo wipe the medicine any more.

When Xue Wenjun came to find Xia Yihan, he blocked the door. Looking at Xue Wenjun's business, he said, "Miss Xia is busy. It's not convenient to receive guests."

The two words of the guest were read seriously by the book. Xue Wenjun shrugged, looked at the closed door and said, "is there something wrong with Ye Zimo?"

"I really haven't seen you so dogged. Why, I really like Xia Yihan. Aren't you incompetent to women?" Youze hugged his shoulder and said coldly.

The book panic to achieve the goal, read two people quietly left, Xue Wenjun turned to look at youze, smiling brightly: "yes, I found that I quite like this woman."

Youze looks at Xue Wenjun coldly, pushes the mirror frame without expression, turns to want to go. Xue Wenjun said faintly: "if I said I like Xia Yihan, would you let her go?"

Youze didn't turn his head. He pulled out a cruel smile where Xue Wenjun couldn't see. Under the lens was a calculation. He said with a smile, "the fun is about to start. You can watch it well."

Xue Wenjun watched youze go farther and farther, and his brow became deeper and deeper. What should he do? How do you do it?

On the golf course, Xue Wenjun blocked Ye Zimo: "Yi Han is in danger. Take her away quickly."

Book panic a few steps to open Xue Wenjun, ye Zimo waved to Xue Wenjun and said: "reason."

Xue Wenjun opened his mouth. It was a name that could never be said. He took a deep look at Ye Zimo. Xue Wenjun pursed his mouth and lowered his voice: "I can only say here. In short, it's your problem to believe it or not."

Looking at Xue Wenjun's back, ye Zimo turns around and waves the club without expression.

"Yi Han, you're going to start to learn about breathing and exhaling these things recently. I'll teach you some time." Youze is cutting fruit for Xia Yihan on one side, saying softly.

Xia Yihan nodded and looked at youze's eyes with thanks: "thank you, youze."

Youze put the knife on the apple and handed it to Xia Yihan: "thank you, I regard you as my very important friend."

When the door is opened, Xue Wenjun looks at youze approaching Xia Yihan's knife. His face is cold. He steps forward and grabs the knife. Youze gently handed half of the apple to the past: "how, you want to eat the apple leaf, come, cut yourself."

Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun, who had a bad face. He silently handed over half of the apple he had left. He hesitated and said, "if not, I still have half here."

"Pooh." Youze laughs low on the side. Xue Wenjun takes a cold look at youze, turns his head to Xia Yihan and says, "Yihan, do you want to go to the jewelry design exhibition with me? I heard it's a new designer. Although it can't compare with you, it's good to have a look."

Xia Yihan looks at Xue Wenjun with bright eyes, and youze sits on one side with a calm face and can't see his thoughts. "It seems quite lively." Ye Zimo stood at the door with a black satin shirt and said without salt.

After holding Xia Yihan's shoulder, Xia Yihan whispered: "I heard that there is a design exhibition today. I really want to see it."Ye Zimo's feet kept on, and he said, "I opened the design exhibition."

The jewelry design exhibition is full of young jewelry designers who have just graduated from art school or are not well-known in the design industry. Xia Yihan looks at other people's designs while walking.

A piece of jewelry design drawing with punk style attracted Xia Yihan's eyes, "it's good, but I feel that there is something missing." Xia Yihan murmured.

"Hello, do you know what art and fashion are? I graduated from a famous design school. I can't see what is lacking." A girl looks up at Xia Yihan and scans her eyes with disdain for Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan said with a smile: "I have no malice, just think that if you add some more elements to your design drawing, it will be better."

The girl turned her head in disdain and muttered, "if you have the ability to draw it."

Ye Zimo looks at all this coldly, subconsciously wants to help Xia Yihan. Seeing Xia Yihan pick up his brush, he pauses and takes back his feet.

There are already some designers and tourists around. Xia Yihan doesn't adapt to people's attention. He takes a brush and draws it on the drawing in a hurry.

"Do you think it's better to add a little bit of embellishment here and there?" Xia Yihan put his works aside, and people around him exclaimed, "it's really getting better."

"Your way? Are you Xia Yihan? " The girl looked at Xia Yihan and asked. More and more designers blocked Xia Yihan and asked: "are you really Xia Yihan, the designer for Italian royal family and aristocracy?"

Xia Yihan is surrounded by a round turn, one book after another pushed to Xia Yihan's front, several hands separated from the middle of a road. Several GAODA bodyguards opened a road in the crowd, and the crowd looked curiously at a man in a suit, some mixed blood, wearing a suit, without expression.

Some people recognize that this is the main exhibition organizer Ye Zimo mentioned: "Ye Zimo! Ye Zimo There was a growing voice in the crowd.

A figure rushes out from the side, as if to hold Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo blocks Xia Yihan behind him. Xia Yihan shouts quickly behind him and gently lies on Ye Zimo's body.

The crowd is separated by the security guard. Ye Zimo catches Xia Yihan who has fallen down. He looks around him coldly in his eyes and says coldly: "check the video. I don't know who made anyone leave."

"How can you do that!" Some people in the crowd said discontented, ye Zimo picked up Xia Yihan, his eyes were cold: "I can."

In the ward, Xia Yihan turns to wake up, his fingers move slightly, and a figure is cast above his eyelids. "Mr. Ye, Yihan has been frightened. It would be better to stay in the villa recently." Youze took off his mask and said.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan's pale face. He opened his eyes and whispered, "today's design exhibition is really interesting. It's like seeing the hard work you've made before."

Ye Zimo did not speak, but gently helped Xia Yihan to pinch the quilt, "Ye Zong." Book panic in one side whispered: "people found it."

Ye Zimo gently kisses Xia Yihan's thin eyelids: "sleep, I promise, when you open your eyes, the first person you see must be me."

Xia Yihan nodded and closed his eyes. His eyes turned around and then opened. Ye Zimo stood beside him looking at himself with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Xia Yihan quickly continues to close his eyes, until the people around him are melodious, and ye Zimo leaves with the book in a big stride. You Ze looks at the sleeping Xia Yihan, in the eye dark taboo unknown.

"Don't go too far." Xue Wenjun said lightly at the door.

"Too much?" Youze turned to smile and said with a mirror frame: "today is just a small surprise. You can take Xia Yihan away as far as possible and stay with him as much as possible. Then you will find that there will be more surprises."

Xue Wenjun can't bear to pull youze's collar. His fist doesn't fall. Xia Yihan seems to be disturbed by the news and frowns.

Youze squinted at Xue Wenjun's fist and said with a sneer: "are you afraid to disturb Xia Yihan's sleep or can't beat me?"

Shaking off youze's collar, Xue Wenjun takes a deep look at youze. There are too many emotions in his eyes. Youze vaguely moves his eyes away until the door closes. The two people's eyes never meet again.

"I really didn't mean to. I just want to take a picture of Xia Yihan and show off with my classmates." The little girl said timidly.

Ye Zimo walked to the girl, his hand swam on the girl's tender skin and gently took the girl's school card: "Gus School of design?"

"Well, I'm really a student." The girl cried and said. Ye Zimo's hand swam on the girl's skin. The girl resisted the vibration of her body and looked at Ye Zimo in horror.

Ye Zimo said faintly: "it's really easy to check you. Do you know what the consequences of lying are?" The deep voice was bewitching.