One Kiss Becomes Love: The President's Naughty Little Maid

Does her question mean that she still doesn't want Mr. Ye to have close contact with Xia Yihan? If song wanting moves in, Mr. Ye will restrain himself.

Many hostesses in the house are not a good thing for the housekeeper. She can't treat her like a maid. She has to smile and wait carefully every day.

But he was worried that Zheng Hao would never forget Xia Yihan, so he still had to find a way to drive her away.

The housekeeper thought for a moment and said, "madam, I think if Miss Song can live in Mr. Ye's room, it will be better to cultivate the feelings of the two people."

Will Moore be willing? Fu Fengyi thought, but didn't say it.

Seeing that Fu Fengyi didn't express it, the housekeeper said cautiously: "madam, Mr. Ye is about to get up, you..."

"Go and have a look."

She had to see it with her own eyes to believe that her son really left the maid in the room for the night.

The housekeeper helped her and thought about how Mrs. Wang dealt with Qingwen in the dream of Red Mansions. She felt that as long as she saw that Xia Yihan was really there, she must have no good fruit to eat.

"Madam, I can't go with you." Help Fu Fengyi into the hall, the housekeeper said.

"Go and do something else."

He is also one of her eyeliners, and Fu Fengyi will not naturally make him too difficult.

After the housekeeper left, Fu Fengyi walked slowly to the door of Ye Zimo's bedroom, knocked on the door, and gently asked, "Mo'er, have you got up?"

When the sky was bright, the two people fell asleep. Ye Zimo just woke up and Xia Yihan slept soundly.

Hearing the sound of talking in his sleep, Xia Yihan suddenly woke up. He just heard Fu Fengyi and asked, "Mo'er, are you awake?"

She sat up and looked at Ye Zimo and herself. She knew there was nothing between them. Would his mother believe it?

"You open the door!" Ye Zimo sat up, leaned against the head of the bed and ordered Xia Yihan in a deep voice.

He looks very ugly. He must still be angry about her lying last night.

Xia Yihan can only pray. His wife misunderstood that it doesn't matter if she spends the night here, but don't drive her out immediately.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" She deliberately raised her voice a little, trying to let her wife know that she was just here to take care of him.

When she reached the door and opened the door, she bent over and bowed to Fu Fengyi and said softly, "good morning, madam!"

She was really in Mo'er's room. Her hair was still messy and she came to open the door barefoot.

They are both young men and women. Moreover, ye Zimo has always been famous for being a prodigal son. She would never believe it if they spent the night without having sex.

Fu Fengyi's glance made Xia Yihan feel embarrassed. Ye Zimo came down from bed like nothing, walked to his mother, smiled and asked, "Mom, did you sleep well last night?"

Fu Fengyi didn't answer. She looked at Xia Yihan and said, "go out first and stay in the hall. Don't go far."

No, madam's reaction is to drive her away.

When Xia Yihan was worried, he looked at Ye Zimo for help. She strongly longed for him to speak for her as he did in the kitchen yesterday, so that his wife would not misunderstand.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her at all, as if he didn't know she was asking him for help.

Xia Yihan knows that it's useless for her to stay and explain. Here, she has no right to speak.

"Yes, madam." She reluctantly agreed, put on her shoes at the door and left.

As soon as she went out, Fu Fengyi said to Ye Zimo with a cold face, "you should handle her affairs properly immediately. I will come forward if you don't come forward. In short, she must leave you now! "

Over the years, Fu Fengyi has paid great attention to her self-cultivation, and her voice is not big. Xia Yihan didn't go far after all, and most of them still heard it.

She really wanted to stay outside the door and listen to what ye Zimo said. At the critical moment, she could rush in and defend herself, but it was impolite. So she didn't stop. When she walked to the hall, she prayed silently that ye must have a conscience and let her stay.

Just one day. I'll always be grateful to you, ye Zimo. Have you heard my voice?

Only two people in the world dare to show Ye Zimo's face. One is his grandmother and the other is his mother. These two women are the people he respects and loves most.

If someone dares to treat him like this, he must die miserably.

"Speak!" His mother took out her vigorous attitude in the business field, and he was not allowed to express his objections at all.

He held his mother's arm, smiled faintly on his face and said, "Mom, you were a powerful heroine in those days. Why are you so angry about a little maid? If you don't like it, I'll just kick her out. Do you think I'll be reluctant? "

Fu Fengyi sat down by the bed and carefully examined her son's expression.

The dead boy has really grown up. Sometimes she can't figure out his mind.

If he doesn't like it, why stay in the room for the night?

If you really like it, how can you just let me out? He wasn't like this before. She still has lingering palpitations when she thinks of that thing a few years ago.

He said to let her catch up, but she had some scruples and hesitated.

Fu Fengyi had calmed down again in an instant. She patted her son's hand and said softly, "Mom was really angry when she saw her in your room. Mom almost forgot who my son is. Dealing with women's affairs, where to use mother's intervention. Do it yourself. It's your birthday today. It doesn't hurt to talk about it later. Don't spoil your mood. "

Today's focus is to bring their father and son closer. If she forces him to drive away the woman he likes at this time, he will be in a bad mood. Fu Fengyi has analyzed this.

Moreover, she also believes that her son has the ability to handle these things from her heart. From the group to his hands, the performance is doubling every year. We can know that her son is excellent.

It's nothing to say that he commands thousands of troops. Can't he handle a woman?

Xia Yihan waited nervously in the hall, pacing and worried.

In the long wait, she finally heard the sound of steady footsteps. She could recognize that the step belonged to Ye Zimo. She looked up in his direction with some hope.

He was still calm and could not see his mind.

She resisted the urge to run over and ask him, bowed her head and waited patiently for him to approach. Tangled, fingers subconsciously stirred each other.

He glanced at her coldly and thought, are you worried? Afraid of being kicked out, you can't complete your mission, can you? Afraid of the sea, are you disappointed?

You really should send someone to throw you out now. You, a woman full of lies, shouldn't stay at all!