[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Verse 15 Chapter 15 The suffocation of being kissed

In Ye Zimo's study, he sat on the Taishi chair, and the expression on his face was more cold and solemn than when he was in the hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His cold eyes looked at the butler with a strong oppression, and the butler's shirt was wet with sweat.

After a while, Ye Zimo said in an affirmative tone: "You are showing favoritism! This is the first and last time. If I find out again, you can consider the consequences yourself!"

The housekeeper wanted to defend a few words, but before he could open his mouth, he was forced back by his cold gaze, and he only dared to say yes again and again.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ye! It's me who is wrong, I will never do this in the future!"

"Let's go back!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

After the butler said respectfully, he exited the room, walked outside the door and dared to stop, wiping a few sweats.

It's all within the scope of monitoring, and no matter how angry he is, he doesn't dare to say anything on his face.

When the housekeeper was away, the six maids were almost divided into two factions, and Fang Lina and the others were still whispering bad things about Xia Yihan. Even if Ye Zimo personally said that Xia Yihan had no kissing experience, they didn't believe it at all, and always thought that if she didn't have the skills to seduce, he wouldn't kiss her in public.

Only God knows how much Ye Zimo's wild kiss made them hate, how jealous, and how much they hoped that would happen to them.

Jiujiu also turned the topic to this, her little face was slightly red, and she said to Xia Yihan with envy: "Oh, the prince is too domineering, my heart is simply captured." Yihan, why don't you take the opportunity to put your arms around his neck and kiss him back. Are you stupid, how can you push him?"

Liu Xiaojiao also whispered: "That's it, Yihan, if you become Mr. Ye's person while the iron is hot, are you still afraid that they will bully you?"

Their question made Xia Yihan's cheeks quickly flush, and the suffocating feeling of being kissed was actually ...... No, Xia Yihan, he is not Mo Xiaojun, so the reaction to his kiss should be disgusted.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Liu Xiaojiao continued to lobby her: "You seize the opportunity, I heard that the prince's interest in women will not be too long." ”

These words reminded Xia Yihan that she should get closer to him when Ye Zimo was not so annoying to her.

Through this incident, it is even more clear that only he can let her stay here.

If one day she could be friends with him, even though it was almost impossible, she should go for it.

"Jiujiu, Xiaojiao, you wait for me, I'll go and thank Mr. Ye in person. If it weren't for his words today, I probably wouldn't be here. ”

"Okay! You're going to be back, better than a long, long time!" the two of them were obviously more excited than she was.

Xia Yihan met the housekeeper in the corridor, she forced herself to squeeze out a smile, although she hated him more than Ye Zimo at this time, in order to stay, she still had to smile at him.

"Housekeeper, may I ask where Mr. Ye is in the room?"

The housekeeper had a smile on his face and said politely: "Yihan, Mr. Ye is in the study." ”

His smile and politeness sent chills down Xia Yihan's spine. is so good to her for no reason, secretly, I don't know what to do to her, it seems that she has to cheer up even more.

"Thank you!"

After Xia Yihan finished speaking, according to the housekeeper's instructions, he gently knocked on Ye Zimo's study door.

"Enter!"

She took a deep breath, twisted the door open, stood at the door, and whispered, "Mr. Ye, I came to thank you." ”

"Come here!" he commanded without question, his tone and expression as if the king were dealing with a female slave girl who was powerless.

Is this the one who protects her honor in front of everyone?

Why is he so high-minded in an instant?

The little distance between her and him in her heart seemed to be widening again, and she thought he was paying attention to her. But on what ground? From his standpoint, she was just an ordinary little maid, perhaps as low as dust.

Walking to his large computer desk, Xia Yihan stopped and thanked him solemnly.

"Mr. Ye, thank you very much for giving me another opportunity today. ”

"Come here!" he interrupted her, whispering.

The sense of oppression of these two words made Xia Yihan unconsciously nervous, she glanced at the position of the two people, and she walked further to the table.

Did he want her to come to his chair?

She was afraid of that distance.

He won't, Xia Yihan, take it easy. He doesn't embarrass an ordinary woman like you, but he likes the feeling of everything being in his hands.

Don't be nervous, just pretend that nothing happened.

She walked around the desk as calmly as she could, and before she could stop, her arm was suddenly grabbed by his large, strong hand.

In a panic, she tried to hold on to the table, but like a swift leopard, he swooped down on his little prey and held her tightly in his arms.

His steely arms wrapped around her slender and soft waist, his cheek close to her ear, and asked softly, "What does it feel like to be kissed by me?"

The magnetic voice seemed to be able to reach the depths of a person's heart, and Xia Yihan's heart couldn't help but shake.

The man's breath lingered domineeringly on the tip of her nose, like the smell of poppies, which made people lose their minds when they smelled it.

She knew that she couldn't feel the slightest bit about other men, but she suddenly felt that she had become a little weak.

Xia Yihan was struggling, and her soft earlobes were suddenly caught by his hot lips and tongue, and a tingling feeling, as if it was penetrated by electricity, quickly rushed to her limbs.

She bit her lip and took a deep breath, trying to get out of the ambiguity he had created, even if her body still couldn't move, she had to at least keep her mind clear.

"Mr. Ye, please, please let me go!" she said what she thought was the calmest sentence, only to find that her voice trembled.

Ye Zimo didn't seem to have the intention of letting go, still holding her earlobe, and asked vaguely: "Being kissed by me, do you like it or hate it?"

"I ......"

Xia Yihan didn't know how to answer, saying that he hated it, for fear of angering him.

No, she can't say those two words to others, even if it's fake.

As she thought, his lips slammed, her earlobes sucked in a faint pain, and a low moan snorted unconsciously from her mouth.

She seemed to hear him take a quick breath, and then her earlobes were free.

She tried to stand up, but couldn't, his arms were still on her waist, and there was a tendency to continue to tighten.

Obviously, the answer he wanted, she had to give.

"Say!" he commanded coldly, only this time there was an imperceptible hoarseness in his voice.