The President's Little Prey

He wants to find a woman to compete with Xia Yihan, so that she can understand that she is not the only one he pays attention to. Obviously, Fang Lina can't get on the stage. It was an opportunity to meet He Wen.

"Hello!" Xia Yihan said these two words very hard.

After the introduction, today's special meeting seems to have entered the theme.

"As we all know, I have always been a woman. But I didn't like to take women home before, but now it's different. I have a fiancee

What kind of logic is this? If you have a fiancee, you should give up the outside women and take them home instead? Xia Yi Han heart stomach Fei, face or maintain the original facial expression.

"Wanting is a very generous and reasonable woman. I'm very satisfied to know that a man can't have only one woman and treats other women very well. But you should also remember that wanting is the daughter of vice president Song and my real fiancee. I hope you will respect her in your words and deeds. "

Respect Song wanting sneers in her heart. When you put women in front of me like this, do you still talk about respect?

"Each of you should get along well and remember your duty. I don't want to hear any quarrel or noise. What can I do for you? For example, if you are not satisfied with the room you are living in, you can ask me to change it. "

Xia Yihan wants to move out of the main house in his heart, but he guesses that he only asks. If she puts forward this request, he will be annoyed.

"That's it. Go back to your room." The first Xia Zihan stood up.

Song wanting, with a smile, picked up the thermos box in her hand and said to Ye Zimo, "this is the fried dough sticks my aunt made for you in the morning. She said that your favorite breakfast is fried dough sticks. The outside is not clean. I also learned from her. I fried some of them. You can have a try. "

Xia Yihan has almost walked to the door, a bitter smile, thinking, women are all this careful thinking?

She made cookies for him and song wanting fried dough sticks for him. Do you really think you can hold a man's heart by grasping his stomach? There is a saying that a man is not a pig. He who stutters can be full. Like this Mr. Ye, if you blow up a train of fried dough sticks for him, I'm afraid he won't take you seriously.

"My mom's fried dough sticks are the most delicious fried dough sticks in the world. You all come and have a taste." Ye Zimo said.

Song wanting then opened the lid, and a strong smell spread in the reception room.

Fang Lina and he wen come together obediently. Because there is only one pair of chopsticks inside, song wanting has to pick them up and let them eat them in their hands. Song wanting doesn't want to share these fried dough sticks with others, just as she doesn't want to share Ye Zimo.

It's a pity that she can't even be the owner of a fried dough stick, let alone this man.

"Han sister, you come too!" Song wanting calls out that she should maintain a warm attitude towards Xia Yihan in front of others.

"No, thank you. You eat it."

Xia Yihan spent the whole morning making biscuits for ye Zimo. He didn't even remember to eat breakfast. But at this time, the smell of fried dough sticks did not arouse her appetite. She just wanted to leave this strange place early.

Fortunately, ye Zimo didn't force her to eat. When she finished, she opened the door and went out.

"Delicious! Madam, the fried dough sticks are delicious Fang Lina praise way, followed by He Wen's praise voice.

Xia Yihan thinks that she may not know the current affairs very well. It is very difficult to make some false disguises.

When she returned to her room, Mo Xiaonong had already gone to school and was still the Butler's car. She closed the door, sat down on the bed, and saw the biscuits on the bedside table. The smiling face biscuits seemed to laugh at what she had done.

Thinking that song wanting fried fried fried dough sticks just reduced to the end that he gave to many women to eat, Xia Yihan didn't want her hand-made things so spoiled by him. Because it was not ordinary biscuit at all. It was more of a heart. It was her first attempt to make something for a man. She picked up the tray, went to the trash can, lifted it, and tried to dump it.

After the fried dough sticks were divided, ye Zimo let everyone disperse, and he himself went to his study and began to work in front of the computer.

Wine this morning, like Xia Yihan, thought Ye Zimo was special to her. However, she thought that he would bring back a new woman in the twinkling of an eye, which made her very angry.

Although she doesn't know Xia Yihan very well, she can still guess her forbearance. She will be jealous and angry in her heart, but she will not show it. It is estimated that she will not tell Ye Zimo about making biscuits for ye Zimo. If she can't make those biscuits, she will throw them away.

She is a little unwilling that her mind is wasted, and even more unwilling that ye Zimo does not know Xia Yihan's intention. She thinks that these two people are deliberately fighting each other. No matter what ye Zimo does, they may be aiming at Xia Yihan.

The housekeeper arranges wine and Liu Xiaojiao to clean up the room for he Wen. When the housekeeper is not in, the wine whispers to Liu Xiaojiao: "the housekeeper comes, so I go to the toilet."

Then she slipped out of the room and met song wanting in the corridor.

"Wine, where are you going?" Asked song wanting."Ah, I'm looking for Mr. Ye. I have something to ask for."

"He's in the study. Go ahead." Song wanting smiles and goes back to her room.

Wine knocked on Ye Zimo's study door. Sure enough, he was there. She opened the door and went in.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zimo looked up and asked faintly. His typing didn't stop.

"Mr. Ye, Xia Yihan came to me this morning and said that she wanted to do something to express her feelings for you. Because I didn't know what to do, I gave her advice on making cookies. She spent the whole morning making a tray of biscuits for you and brought them to her room

Ye Zimo's hand pauses for a moment, a burst of joy in his heart, and then continues to type as if nothing had happened.

"I see. Do what you have to do."

How could he have such an attitude? Wine in the heart wonder, does he really have no feeling to Xia Yihan? Is she wrong to read, wrong to guess?

She was a little reluctant, and stressed: "Xia Yihan has never made biscuits, this is the first time to do, this heart, of course, is for the man I like."

Ye Zimo's eyebrows moved, and then he said softly, "go to the garden behind the villa and see if there are any fresh flowers to cut. Put some for each guest room in the main house."

Oh! It seems that Xia Yihan's intention this morning was in vain. He sighed and went out according to his orders.

About her out of the main house to go far, ye Zimo slowly stood up, out of the study. He didn't want the wine to see how elated he was to hear a woman make him something to eat.

He walked gracefully to Xia Yihan's room, to his own woman's room. Of course, he didn't have to knock on the door. He directly turned the door and went in.

Xia Yihan is standing in front of the garbage can at this time, holding a tray to dump.

She had been standing here for a time, but later she was not willing to let her heart go to waste. If she didn't give it to the amorous man, she should eat one of her own.

So she took the biscuits back to the bedside table and ate a small piece herself. Then she understood what the expression of wine and wine meant at that time.

It turned out that when she put salt, she had been thinking about ye Zimo in her head, and she put more salt. So the biscuits smell good, and the taste is not flattering.

As she chewed, she thought, fortunately Ye Zimo didn't know. He must have thrown it away when he made it for him to eat.

Although biscuits are hard to eat, Xia Yihan still seems to be breathing with himself. The more difficult it is to swallow, the more reluctant he is to eat it himself. After eating three pieces, she could not eat any more, so she picked up the tray and prepared to pour it out.

"Don't fall!" Ye Zimo orders, Xia Yihan's action is frozen, he steps forward, takes the tray from her hand, the love smiling face biscuit is rescued.

"Is this biscuit made for me?" Ye Zimo asked, unable to see what the mood was.

"No, I made it myself. It's not delicious. Please give it back to me. I poured it."

Although the biscuit was not delicious, she did not want him to share her thoughts with other women.

Small sample, also want to cheat him, it seems that today he took the woman called He Wen back, really let her unhappy.

It can also be seen that the trick of last night did not deceive her. If she really felt that he did what he said, she would not hate him for a lifetime. Maybe she just wanted to make food for him because she guessed it was fake, or it would be poison.

"Is it? Why do you say you made it for me He asked slowly, carrying the tray to her bed and sitting down, conveniently put the tray on the bedside table.

"She's talking nonsense." Xia Yihan light Ying way, see ye Zimo reach for biscuit, she stood in front of him to block the plate, whispered: "Mr. Ye, it's really bad, you don't eat it."

"Is that for me to eat you?" He laughed viciously, and Xia Yihan's face turned red again and unconsciously gave way to his hand.

He picked up the biscuit and looked back and forth. Xia Yihan frowned and reminded, "it's really bad. Don't say I didn't remind you. Don't blame me."

It's a very common round biscuit, but it's painted with white chocolate.

"Why not love?" He asked softly.

Why love? If you give love to so many women, who will give you love? Unless she's crazy!

Ye Zimo looked at it for a moment. She thought he would say, "OK, take it and give it to some of them.". He didn't, he just put it in his mouth.

Look at his brow wrinkling, Xia Yihan in the heart unexpectedly some Jieqi. I thought, you deserve it. It's your own food.

He chewed it carefully for a while and then swallowed it down. He said softly, "it's not bad. It tastes very special."

After that, he seemed to have a good appetite. He went to eat another piece, and then the third piece, the fourth piece

Xia Yihan really admires him. She is only patient, or with the mood of maltreating himself, just reluctantly swallow three pieces.Seeing that he went to get the sixth piece, Xia Yihan blocked him again and said angrily, "don't eat, there is no water in my room!"

Ye Zimo but a light smile, in her ear whispered: "love me? Afraid I'm thirsty? "