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Ye Zimo told the drivers and security guards to come down and drive to the group by themselves.

After he left, Mo Xiaonong didn't persuade Xia Yihan any more. When she returned to her room, she called the person who made advances to her, who would drive to her school downtown to pick her up.

The housekeeper arranged the drivers and security guards to send out the people who needed to be sent out one by one, and asked them to return the car for the holiday.

Wine and he Wen and even Liu Xiaojiao are very righteous to stay with Xia Yihan, she refused, she knew they were looking forward to going home.

"Yihan, but if you are here alone, what can you do if you don't have any food?"

"Mr. ye should not forget that I am still here." Xia Yihan smiles a little.

"You don't have to worry. My wife and children will take care of me here. You guys, go home at ease."

Although Ye Zimo also gave the housekeeper a holiday, he was grateful for his kindness and was afraid that no one was left. When ye Zimo really needed it, no one would take care of him.

Wine and wine they have housekeeper's words to rest assured to go back, only one afternoon time, the villa has become an empty city.

The housekeeper's wife and children are not used to it when they come here. He spends a lot of time with them in the working area.

Xia Yihan felt that the main house was too big. He went outside the villa and went back to the guest room to sleep when he was tired.

After ye Zimo arrived at the group, he ordered Lin Ling to call the housekeeper and ask him about the progress of the arrangement after the holiday.

The housekeeper knew that ye Zimo was concerned about Xia Yihan, so he asked Lin Ling to tell him that his family would be in the villa and would not go anywhere. They would take good care of Xia Yihan's daily life.

Xia Yihan stood outside the main house and walked back and forth many times. She didn't know if she was looking forward to Ye Zimo's return.

But it was dark and ye Zimo didn't come back.

The housekeeper doesn't know how to cook. The dinner is cooked by the housekeeper's wife. It's very homely. Xia Yihan doesn't have any appetite. He just eats some at random.

"Yihan, it's late. Go back early. Mr. Ye won't come back for dinner tonight."

"I see." Xia Yihan answers softly.

Yeah, he won't.

He knew that the other people in the villa had left, and she was the only one left. He certainly didn't want to see her now, so he would eat out.

Tonight, the Housekeeper will accompany his wife and children in the working area. In case Ye Zimo doesn't come back, she will live by herself. As long as she thinks about it, she will be overwhelmed by fear.

The housekeeper was still standing there, as if he didn't see her coming back safely, and he didn't finish something.

Xia Yihan had to go back to his room and lock the door inside.

Time passing by, the room, in addition to quiet, or quiet. She wanted to sleep very much, but found that fatigue and sleepiness were all gone. It was futile to lie down and try again.

Xia Yihan takes out the mobile phone Ye Zimo gave her and turns it on again. She looks at the call records and the information that ye Zimo sent her that night.

I don't know how many times I saw it. The whole villa is still quiet. From time to time she listened carefully, as if expecting him to come back, even if she did not see her.

At least she knew he was in the opposite room, and she would not be so afraid.

She looked at the mobile phone, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, she wryly smile, thought, it seems that he really will not come back.

When she almost gave up hope, she suddenly heard a steady footstep in the corridor, getting closer and closer.

She is excited Teng to sit up from the bed, immediately get out of bed, barefoot Ya walked to the door.

Although her steps are light, ye Zimo, who has a keen hearing, still hears her.

He refused to care about any woman, especially the one who dared to speak to himself in full view of his warning. Deliberately delayed for a few hours did not come back, but always in front of the imagination of a thin little woman afraid to hide in the quilt scene.

In his idea, Xia Yihan is fragile and timid.

Feeling that he stood outside the door, Xia Yihan's fear and uneasiness seemed to disappear.

Even through the door, she could hear his steady breathing.

Ye Zimo stood there in silence, staring at the door coldly.

Xia Yihan in the room, also looked at that, she did not know whether she should go out, and then said sorry to him.

The two men were so deadlocked, one inside and one outside, and no one moved.

Xia Yihan, didn't you tell yourself many times that as long as he comes back tonight, it proves that he cares about you? He came back, you should go out, you should tell him, in fact, you You miss him.

Xia Yihan bit his lip and kept fighting with himself.

She wanted to take this step bravely, but she was always afraid that she would say to him that if she missed him, she would be sorry for Mo Xiaojun.

After a few deep breaths, Xia Yihan still seems to make up his mind, reaching for the doorknob.

Hearing the voice of Xia Yihan opening the door, ye Zimo immediately calmly turned to the direction of his bedroom.When Xia Yihan came out, he only saw his back figure about to enter the door.

She wanted to call Mr. Ye very much. She wanted to say that she had been waiting for him to come back. Even if she didn't miss him but only said she was waiting for him to come back, he should know what she meant.

But now she is facing a back figure, as if those words are stuck, simply can't say.

After hesitating for a long time, she turned around and planned to go back to her room and go to bed without saying a word.

"Forget your duty?" His cool voice came from behind her. Although it was a cold word, there was better than none.

Xia Yihan turns back and walks behind Ye Zimo, thinking about his words. Is her duty to warm his bed?

He enters the door and turns on the light in the room. His bedroom is still very dark, which always gives people a very depressing feeling. At this time, his calm face makes him even more depressed.

Xia Zihan put on a cold tie on the sofa and asked me to put on the briefcase

Put on your shoes? He knew she wasn't wearing shoes?

It seems that he didn't look at her directly at all! So, even though he seems indifferent, he still cares about her.

Xia Yihan's heart seems to be immersed in the ice water this day. His cold three words seem to warm her mood. She never wants much, even if he is cold, as long as she can feel a trace of warmth here, she is satisfied.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Xia Yihan answers softly, and then quickly goes out to return to the room, looking for a slipper to put on.

After she left, ye Zimo's eyebrows were still frowning, thinking secretly in his heart that this damned woman was stubborn. How could that submissive appearance disappear completely a few days ago.

She shouldn't have come over and hugged him, rubbed his chest and said, "are you still angry? Don't be angry. OK, I'll be sad to see you unhappy

She didn't, and if he hadn't called her, she would have gone back to her room.

Xia Yihan put on his slippers and went back to Ye Zimo's room and asked him softly, "Mr. Ye, would you like to wash in your own room or go to the bathroom?"

"Big bathroom, let the water out!"

"Good."

Xia Yihan cleaned the bathtub again and put the water in. When he was about to invite Ye Zimo, the door of the bathroom opened and ye Zimo stepped in slowly.

Since her first day in the villa, waiting for him to take a bath, it seems that she has never served him again.

Thinking about his naked appearance in front of her that day, it was her first time to look at a man's body. Although she didn't dare to look at it carefully, he couldn't help blushing.

Ye Zimo stood still under the steps with her lips pursed. She saw that he wanted her to undress him. She had been intimate with him so many times. She had seen his body many times. She was still a bit unnatural to help him do such intimate things.

Fortunately, he did not have much difficulty for her, just symbolically asked her to take off her shirt, the rest of him moved his hand.

With the decrease of his clothes, the heat of Xia Yihan's face is rising. When he takes off a trace, she doesn't dare to look at him.

"Mr. Ye, I, I'll go and see the water temperature again."

In fact, she knew it was a lame excuse. The water temperature had always been adjusted, and there was a special person to adjust it according to the different seasons. The people who served Ye Zimo's bath only needed to let the water go.

Ye Zimo didn't expose her. Even though he didn't wear anything all over his body, he could still walk gracefully and naturally step up the steps.

Xia Yihan, with his back to him, stretched out his small hand and bent over the water to feel it, as if he were really testing the water temperature.

"Hua" a light sound, ye Zimo single leg into the bathtub.

Xia Yihan looks up almost out of instinct. His figure is absolutely perfect. On the naive is to treat him, deep facial features, wheat skin, plus the whole body without a trace of fleshy body. At this time, Xia Yihan suddenly understood why those women were crazy when they looked at him. She was calm enough. Looking at his chest like this, she could not help but have some imagination.

Stupefied for a second or two, she found that she was facing a naked man with a look of worship. She blushed and quickly lowered her head. "The water temperature is just right. Mr. Ye, please. I'll wait outside the door."

Her coquettish appearance let Ye Zimo's eyes sink, then coldly ordered a: "wipe back!"

He refused to let her go. Now it seems that it is different from that time. She should be more natural. I don't know why, but she will be more nervous and flustered.

She tried to suppress all kinds of uneasiness in her heart and said softly, "yes, Mr. Ye."

Xia Yihan takes down a towel from the towel rack and just wants to wipe it on him. He looks like he has eyes on his back and says coolly, "use your hands directly."

She had to put the towel back and put her hand trembling on his back.

As soon as his soft hand touched his back, his heart seemed to tremble, but he did not show it. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed her service motionlessly.Xia Yihan felt that this kind of scrubbing of the back did not seem to have any substantial effect. It could not achieve the purpose of cleaning. Because of her small strength, she could not achieve the purpose of massage.

Of course, she overlooked the most important point, that is, someone's psychological needs.

Also, he knew that such a large villa was empty, and that a damned woman would be afraid of it, so he made an excuse for her to wait on him.

Xia Yihan's hand gently rubbed on his back. In fact, it was just like touching. Ye Zimo, immersed in warm water, began to breathe slowly.

"Wipe the front!" He gave a sudden command.

She was embarrassed enough to wipe the back, but to look at his face, she felt more unnatural.

She took another habitual deep breath and walked around him.

Ye Zimo's cold eyes fixed on her red face. The more he looked, the more tight his heart was. When her little hand finally put on his chest, he felt as if his heart was tightening again.

He fixed his gaze at her, let Xia Yihan's heart more tense fierce, the hand also followed to tremble.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, yes, is that so?" She wanted to distract her attention and ask.

"No Ye Zimo answered coldly.

She just asked casually, never thought he would say no.

"What should that be like?" Xia Yihan asked softly.

"That's it He grabbed her by the wrist, and when she thought he would lead her hand to the rest of his body, he used a little force, just as they did when they first touched her, and she instantly fell into the bathtub.

Her upper body pressed his solid chest, and her pajamas were instantly soaked and wrapped in her body.

"You..." She said only one word of you, and his lips were on her.

This kiss is extremely overbearing and powerful. She has no way to resist, and she has no position to resist.

He seems to be venting his anger with a kiss. Xia Yihan sighs heavily in his heart. He still encircles his neck and kisses him as much as possible.

She can feel his kiss, not much lingering, but contains a strong desire, his big hands in her wet body swimming, rubbing.

Not long after kissing, he let go of her, looking at her eyes are still cold.

"Take off and come in!"

He Is he trying to do that to her here?

Xia Yihan is a little ashamed and angry, but she knows that she can't disobey his orders, so she has to bite her lips and take off her nightdress.

He is always looking at her, specially selects sensitive place to see, Xia Yihan's face is more and more hot, as if to burn in general.

It's hard to take off the wet clothes. He stares at it again, making it harder for him to get nervous.

It took a lot of effort to get rid of the whole body. She subconsciously encircled her shoulder and dared not look at him with shy eyes.

"Come in!"

At his command, she shivered one leg in, followed by the other, as if weighing thousands of pounds.

When she was standing in the bathtub, he stretched out his arm to hold her again, and she fell back into the bathtub with a plop.

The water in the bathtub has been overflowing a lot, flowing down the marble steps.

Fortunately, the bathtub is very spacious. Two people don't think the space is too narrow.

His kiss fell on her ear, gently kissing, her body because of his tease, temptation in a violent reaction.

She instinctively wanted to escape, and when she left a little bit, she was held down by him and came closer to him.

His burning breath was always around her ears. Sometimes he would gnaw at her little earlobe, sometimes he would describe the shape of her auricle with his lips and tongue.

She seems to be through the high-voltage electricity, crisp and numb, the whole weak small body constantly shaking.

……

After a special fusion, ye Zimo's face did not change much. Xia Yihan looked at him quietly and saw that he was still grim.

She was a little depressed, but more of a fatigue. Even if he still didn't get angry, she didn't really have the strength to persuade him at this time, and said some gentle words to make him happy.

He got up, stepped out of the bathtub, went down the steps, and took a quick shower in the shower. Without looking at her, he ordered her in a cold voice, "come to my bed at night. I haven't enjoyed myself."

She's almost exhausted. He hasn't enjoyed it yet Xia Yihan took a cold breath and sank into the water.

Don't care how to be tossed by him in the evening. She should have a good bubble now, and may be able to drive away some tiredness.

Ye Zimo went out with a bath towel. The water in the bathtub was still at the same temperature, but somehow, she seemed to feel that she was suddenly cold.

She got up and squeezed some bath liquid out, smeared it on her body and washed it well. After washing, she also went to the shower to wash it and pulled a towel to dry her body.She could not wear her nightdress, so she had to go out with a bath towel of Ye Zimo.

Xia Yihan first went back to his room, put on his underwear, put on his nightdress, and sent the bath towel back to the bathroom before going to Ye Zimo's room.

He was already in bed and she didn't look at her when she came in.

"Blow dry your hair before you go to the bathroom. Don't get my pillow wet." He was still indifferent.

Is he really afraid of getting his pillow wet?

Xia Yihan has a layer of warmth in his heart, but he doesn't say anything. He just goes to the bathroom according to his meaning and blows his hair dry.

When she came back, with a hair dryer in her hand, she walked into Ye Zimo's bedroom and said softly, "Mr. Ye, your hair is still wet, so you will have a headache tomorrow."

Motherfucker, she knows! His brow twitched two times, but still coldly said: "nonsense."

Nonsense. Why do you want me to blow dry before you sleep? Xia Yihan thought with good humour and amusement that she had never seen such an awkward person. Is face really so important?

"Mr. Ye, I know it's nonsense, but let me dry it for you. It's my duty." She said gently and softly, but she really gave him enough face.

Ye Zimo snorted and sat up. Xia Yihan took a hair dryer and connected it to the socket on the edge of the bedside table. He carefully blew his hair.

She is very skilled in this work. She used to blow Mo Xiaonong's hair, and sometimes she had to massage and blow her hair at the same time. She also treats Ye Zimo in the same way. Her movements are very gentle, but she makes people feel soft and comfortable.

Although he is still adamant, it is impossible for him not to have a trace of fluctuation in his heart.

Xia Yihan helps him blow his hair. He still keeps his eyes closed, as if he doesn't want to see her.

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