The President's Little Prey

No matter what his attitude is, ye Haoran has been maintaining the image of a good husband and father for many years because of his apology to his ex-wife and son. As for ye Zimo, he never criticized him. He agreed with everything he did except his first love.

At the age of 20, he fell in love with a girl named Lin Xiaoran.

Lin Xiaoran is in line with the aesthetic standards of all the boys of that age. She looks sweet, but she is somewhat similar to song wanting. At that time, ye Zimo was infatuated with Lin Xiaoran, especially in his first love. He always thought it was a lifetime thing. Two people made a vow of commitment, said to hand in hand for a lifetime.

Later Ye Haoran came forward to give the girl a sum of money, she betrayed their love and walked away smartly.

It was a big thing for 20-year-old Ye Zimo. He locked himself in his room and didn't eat or drink. No matter what his parents said to him, he didn't listen. After two months of healing, he worked harder than ever before. While studying, he took over part of his mother's company.

He did not talk about love, women keep changing, no longer for whom.

Even now, he is habitually suspicious of women. Although it can't be said that she still loves Lin Xiaoran, her influence on him is still there.

"Your wine, sir!" The professional call of the waiter interrupted Ye Zimo's memory.

"Do you need to open it now?"

"Well." He snorted and the waiter opened one of the bottles.

"Full open!"

Some of the waiters are worried about ye Zimo's trouble after drinking, so he looks to Xia Yihan for help.

She did not speak, and the waiter did not dare to offend the guests. She had to open the other two bottles and said, "please use it slowly."

Ye Zimo picked up the glass on the table and filled it with white wine, which was almost three Liang liquor. He picked up his head and drank it in one breath.

Xia Yihan wants to open his mouth to persuade him not to drink, but also remembers his barbarism at night and stifles it.

He poured the second cup and drank it again. His face was red and his eyes were covered with blood. Xia Yihan also wanted to pretend that he didn't care about his drinking, but he found that he couldn't pretend to go on.

When ye Zimo reaches for the third time and wants to drink up the remaining wine in the bottle, Xia Yihan grabs the bottle first.

"Don't drink it!"

He gave her a blank look and reached out to the other bottle.

This time Xia Yihan put down the bottle, held his arm in his hand, glared at him, and roared: "don't drink any more. You will get drunk if you drink too much liquor."

"It's none of your business. Get out of my way!" Ye Zimo opened Xia Yihan's hand and directly picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

This is white wine, not boiled water. If you drink too much, you will die. Xia Yihan is really afraid to see him like this.

It's not clear whether it's because she likes him, loves him, or something else. She just feels that she has to stop him and can't watch him do this.

She stood up and grabbed his bottle, shouting, "no drinking!"

He didn't hold it too tightly. She took the bottle.

Ye Zimo coldly looked at her small face in front of her, and his mouth curved with a sarcastic sneer.

"Are you entitled to forbid it?"

Yes, she's not qualified. She's not him. She shouldn't care about him. He hurt her like that. Why should she care about him. He hurt, he died, what does it have to do with her.

She's stopping him to drink now. She's just being mean.

She bit her lips and glared at him with resentment. Because of the wine with him, the action is a little fierce, and now her breath is also a little urgent.

Ye Zimo doesn't look at her and leans over to get the bottle of liquor that hasn't been moved yet.

Leave him alone, leave him alone! Xia Yihan thinks so and puts the bottle of wine that he grabs from his hand on the table and sits back to his seat again.

He held up the wine and poured it up into his mouth, as if it were not white wine, but soda with no lethality at all.

Xia Yihan forced himself not to look at him, but the sound of the Gudong wine falling into the throat made her unable to ignore it. The more she looked down, the more the sound seemed to be amplified.

If he drinks like this, he will have an accident. Who can bear the three Jin Liquor.

Xia Yihan raised his head and looked at his flushed face, knowing that he was afraid to have drunk almost. But he continued to pour it down his throat, in a deadly manner. She was really angry, and suddenly stood up again, stretched out her hands to grab his bottle. While grabbing, she also cried excitedly: "I have no qualification to take care of it! No drinking! No drinking

Her appearance is really a bit fierce, immersed in his own world ye Zimo was even stunned for a moment, and looked at her in an incredible way.

It was only a second or two before he looked away and reached for another bottle.

This action seems to really annoy Xia Yihan, she gritted her teeth to roar: "still drink! Let you drink! I'll see what you drinkRoaring at the same time, she just swept all the wine bottles on the table, and the bottles rolled, and soon fell to the ground.

People in the restaurant looked at this side and thought it was a couple quarreling. They ate and watched with some interest.

These two people simply ignore what others are looking at. Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan indifferently. As for the wine fell to the ground, it seems very indifferent.

He looked at Xia Yihan's small face excited red, because angry, chest in the violent ups and downs.

I can't see that she has such a fierce side. At ordinary times, how to look like a bullying kitten, now scattered to pour, really do not have some amorous feelings.

He looked at her with burning eyes, and somehow he wanted to kiss her. He did not put it into action, because this woman is a master of lying and deceiving people. He should take her by force instead of being gentle.

Some of the wine that just spilled out has been spilled along the table to Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan's clothes, but the two people who are facing each other seem not to notice.

The waiter saw that the wine spilled all over the floor, and took a rag from afar.

Xia Yihan didn't expect that she would be so excited. After calming down, she realized that she might have lost her temper.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I'm..."

Before she finished her apology, ye Zimo stretched out his long arm and grabbed her arm to her side. She immediately sat on his thigh.

He was close to her ear and asked her in a low voice, "why don't you let me drink? Heartache? "

This low sentence easily touched the heartstrings of Xia Yihan. She thought that she would never be moved by this man after last night. She thought that she could hate him for a lifetime, but it was only a day, just such a bland question, why let her crazy at a loss.

The waiter also thought that the two people were quarrelling. They just came to clean up the mess, but they didn't expect to see the two people hugging each other so closely.

At this time, if I went to pick up my things around two people, I'm afraid it would be too confusing. She had to take the dishcloth and go away again. She didn't go far. She saw the waiter bring the food.

"You'd better wait a moment." She whispered a reminder, and the waiter glanced at them, nodded, and walked away.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes and tried to recall how cruel and ferocious he was last night. After a few seconds of hard work, she calmed down her heart. As she struggled to break free, she answered him in a cold voice: "you misunderstood me, Mr. Ye. I'm by your side now. If you drink too much, I can't explain it to your parents and your fiancee

Her waist a pine, ye Zimo has already let her go.

"You don't have to tell me!" He said coldly, then raised his voice and said, "waiter, three more bottles of white wine!"

"You, you can't drink any more!" Xia Yihan's words, ye Zimo did not hear.

"Good!" The waiter answered and brought three bottles of white wine and put them on the table.

"Just a moment, sir. I'll bring you a clean cup."

At this time, the dishes are also on the table. The cleaning people come to pick up the empty wine bottle that has been sprinkled on the ground and leave quickly.

The waiter took the cup and glanced at Ye Zimo's cold look. He didn't dare to say a word. He opened all three bottles of wine for him, then turned around and left.

Ye Zimo once again held the wine in his hand. Just about to drink it, Xia Yihan got up again, grabbed it and put the bottle back on the table.

"Ye Zimo, why do you want to drink so much? Don't drink any more!"

"Are you sure you don't want me to drink it?" He crooked his mouth.

"Yes She raised her head and said with great firmness that he once again stretched out his arm and held her in his arms.

The burning smell of his drink was in her ears.

"I need to vent. If I don't drink, I'll have to vent with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and kissed her slightly open mouth.

Not gentle, kiss to the urgent and cruel, even as if in the vent of anger like gnawing her. Xia Yihan was flustered for a moment and tried to break free. He didn't want to. The harder he tried, the tighter he held.

Kissing her at the same time, ye Zimo stands up, hugs her, strides out.

He remembered that there was a five-star hotel next to him

Ye Zimo carried Xia Yihan to the door. At noon, there were a lot of people eating in the hotel. Everyone looked silly.

Originally they this pair of super beautiful men and beautiful women a door is enough eye-catching, coupled with the "little couple" competing for wine, and finally staged a hot kiss running, or cause a stir.

Eager for love, the young waiters were dazed by such a warm scene and gave way to two people.

When ye Zimo walked out of the door with Xia Yihan in his arms, the foreman asked, "did they pay the bill?" The waiter in charge of receiving them suddenly chased out.

"I'm sorry, sir. It seems that you haven't paid the bill yet." The waiter stopped two people's way, and Xia Yihan was glad that someone could save her.