The President's Little Prey

I still remember when Mo Xiaonong said he would plant two lilacs in the yard. Mo Xiaojun worried that Xia Yihan didn't like it, so he convinced Mo Xiaonong that he had no seed.

At this time, Xia Yihan's heart is filled with thousands of guilt, Xiaojun, if time can be reversed, I will let you plant lilac. No, even if the time can't go back, I'll plant it for you, plant a garden full of lilacs, and let the rich fragrance accompany your spirit.

Thinking of this, Xia Yihan sighed a long time.

"Do you mean to make me sleep uneasy Ye Zimo's voice is very clear, where there is a little vague meaning, it seems that he has never fallen asleep.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I'll go to bed right away."

Xia Yihan tries his best to breathe slowly and evenly, thinking that he will fall asleep.

However, after half an hour, I heard his voice of no temperature again.

"Talk to me if you can't sleep."

"Well?"

His command was so strange that she couldn't even react.

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Come and talk to me in bed His command is very domineering, but also a bit childish, how she heard how he felt like a little boy to pester adults to tell stories.

He's a little boy, but he's a little boy. He's not dangerous.

How dare she climb up to his bed?

"Mr. Ye, can we just talk like this?" She asked him with some luck.

"No way!"

"Ye..."

"You want me on the couch? It's not just talking. " He spoke slowly and her scalp tingled.

Just, he wants to use strong, whether she is on the sofa, or in bed, the difference is not big. And sofa is originally small, there is no room for resistance, it is not as safe as bed.

"Mr. Ye, I will go to bed right away. How can I trouble you to come here?" She said a scene words, quickly got up from the sofa, barefoot to his bed, judging from his voice, he should be on the right, so she climbed up from the left.

That's the advantage of big beds. There's a long way between them.

"Speak to me!" He ordered again, this time his voice was very deep.

She couldn't see his face, but she could feel his displeasure.

Still angry at her refusal?

It's really wrong to think about it. She can't sleep because she is afraid of him. There's no reason why he can't sleep. Or is he worried?

They didn't know each other for a long time. Most of the time, he ordered her to do things.

She didn't know him at all. How could she know what could make him angry, angry and excited?

"What would you like to hear?" She asked cautiously.

"Whatever you want

"Well, if you say it casually, I'll say it casually. Don't be angry."

He didn't say anything at all. It seems that he still reserves the right to be angry, but she has no right to say nothing. It's really helpless.

She thought for a moment and said as gently as she could, "I want to talk about my views on love. I think love is the best emotion in the world. It should be dedicated and faithful."

When she said this, she suddenly felt his long arm pull her, and then she was rolled by the strength of his arm, and then she was directly pasted on his strong body with fresh fragrance.

Her ears seemed to touch his lips, and only his deep, hoarse voice was heard in her ears.

"Say, why tell me about love. Interested in me? Or do you think I'm interested in you? "

At that moment, the ambiguous distance, ambiguous words in the dark brewing out a kind of soul shaking power, directly attacking her sensitive and fragile heart.

Her heart because of his breath irresistible crazy jump, she thought she would never have feelings for men other than Mo Xiaojun.

But so obvious heartbeat, really just because of fear?

She's confused, completely disordered, and her words are a little out of order.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, No. I just, I just heard you say His hot breath was blowing in her ears, as if the thin invisible fluff had been blown up by him.

She tried not to be seduced by this closeness and tried to complete the rest.

"I hear that women are the same. I was thinking, you don't believe in love, that's why you say Well... " He held her tender earlobe, her words were forced to stop, her body trembled in his arms, the voice of his mouth sounded like spring water.

"Please, let me go. Don't do this." Don't kiss me like that. I'm afraid.

She also wanted to say that she did not believe that he would force a woman. Before she could speak, his teeth suddenly used some force, and the hot feeling spread all over her body.

"Don't tell me about love again. It's the most disgusting and hypocritical word in the world." He let her go and said coldly in her ear.There was no time to analyze what he was saying. As soon as he was free, Xia Yihan quickly turned over and sat up.

"Lie back, keep talking to me, say something else."

With a sigh in her heart, she returned to her original position and lay down in accordance with his instructions.

He said that love could not be mentioned. Of course, she did not dare to mention it again.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it might not be easy to offend him by saying something about his childhood, so he said softly, "Mr. Ye, let me tell you something about my childhood, OK?"

He didn't say, it should be OK.

In the quiet night, every syllable beating from her mouth has a kind of light and beautiful taste.

Her tone was very gentle, as if she were telling a fairy tale.

"I grew up in an orphanage. I don't know who my parents are. The dean said I was found at the door of the orphanage. I was lying on a foam board, only one or two months old. It was summer, so our dean named me Xia Yihan. When I was a child, I was very quiet and did not like talking. People who came to adopt liked lively children, especially boys, so I was almost ignored

In the dark, ye Zimo's eyebrows moved imperceptibly, but there was no sound.

"At that time, what I hoped most was that I would be adopted one day, and I could leave the only children and the elderly Dean volunteers. I wanted to have a father and a mother. There was a long white boy in the orphanage. He was a few years older than me and took care of me like my brother. If a child bullies me, he will rush to fight with others. He is a good-looking man. Many people who come to adopt him will take him away. Every time he said he would adopt him, he would take me with him. How many families are willing to have two more children at the same time? In this way, I stayed in the orphanage until I was three years old, and finally met someone who was willing to adopt him and take me with me. The adoptive parents asked him to follow their surname, Mo. because I was an accessory, I still called my original name. They were originally infertile, but soon after they took us back, they found out that the adoptive mother was pregnant

Xia Yihan looks up at the ceiling, as if in memory, said a lot before he realized who he was talking to.

She turned around, looked at Ye Zimo's direction and asked him, "Mr. Ye, are you sleeping? Is it boring to say that? "

"Go on!" He only said these three words lightly, and she could tell from his tone that his attitude was not so tough.

"After my adoptive mother got pregnant, something happened to her family, and the living conditions were not as good as before, so she discussed to send us back. Because they didn't make up their mind, it took a while for them to have a baby. It was a girl. The adoptive mother can't have a second child, and the adoptive father thinks highly of boys and daughters, so he decides to raise us together. "

Later life was very hard. Xia Yihan began to take care of Mo Xiaonong when she was only a few years old. Although she was only three or four years old, she became her second mother.

No matter what mistakes Xiaonong has made, she is basically responsible for the punishment. If it wasn't for Mo Xiaojun who always helped her, I don't know how she survived so many years.

She did not continue to say, but ye Zimo seems to know what she did not say. He asked in a low voice, "it was very painful at that time?"

She was stunned, then gently shook her head and said, "no, very happy!"

Yes, at least at that time there was a small army, and all the hard days turned into happiness.

Maybe it's because it's easy for people to take off their disguise in the middle of the night. Maybe it's her experience that makes Ye Zimo feel touched. He has an idea for the first time. He wanted to give her a chance to hear her tell him that she came to work undercover.

He might forgive her if she confessed.

"Xia Yihan, why do you want to be a servant here?"

"I..." Xia Yihan wants to tell the truth about everything, but when she thinks of her experience in the past year, most of the people she meets are face-to-face and back-to-back. She was wronged, framed, betrayed. She couldn't take the only chance to risk, so she chose to continue lying.

"I need money, Mr. Ye. My foster parents' daughter is still there..."

"No more! Go to bed

Xia Yihan is silent. She knows Ye Zimo is angry. He might have guessed that she didn't come for money. He must hate to be told lies.

Quietly out of bed, she went back to the sofa and lay down.

She didn't sleep. She was watching him all the time.

If everything goes well, she will leave here.

This experience is not happy, but she can not say why she is reluctant to leave. Is it because of the man in bed who is always elusive?

She and he are not even friends, but they do a lot of things that lovers do. She was teased and kissed by him more than once. He had a very obvious idea about her, and she seemed to have a moment

No, it's not moving. It's just a primitive instinct.

Like to see food to eat, like to see water to drink, with love is absolutely irrelevant.

In fact, the relationship with Mo Xiaojun is more like a family relationship. He often walks around her shoulder, and she also holds his arm, but the two never kiss each other.He kisses her, often only on the forehead.

Maybe they are more of a psychological interdependence. Even in that case, her heart can only be a person of Xiaojun, and no second person is allowed to enter.