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

She smiled in the same tone.

"Oh, sister Han, I can't understand what you're talking about. I knew you were my sister, just like my own sister. If someone hurts you, I won't promise. Well, I'm going back. Take good care of Gu Zimo for me. It's hard for you. "

"Take your time!" Xia Yihan respectfully sent her away, returned to the ward and returned Ye Zimo's wallet intact to him.

As the night darkened, ye Zimo didn't seem to want to sleep. Xia Yihan had to sit near his bed and wait for his orders at any time.

She remembered that the last time they sat on the floor of the gym, they were so silent.

Maybe they are the distance between cloud and mud. Silence is the most normal state.

For a long time, ye Zimo whispered, "stay away from her and her damn brother in the future."

"Huh? Oh! " After Xia Yihan was stunned for a moment, he said softly, "Mr. Ye, I know it may be inappropriate to say these now, but I want to tell you my heart. I hope you don't get angry."

"Go ahead."

"I think although she and song Shuhao are a little too much, it is because she is your fiancee. No one wants his beloved man to get entangled with other women, so... "

"So I hope I don't bully you and let you go?" He took her words and looked at her with an ambiguous look.

His eyes can often cause great fluctuations in her heart. This time, it is no exception.

She looked at him with clear eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, that's what I mean. I just want to be a good servant here, and I don't want to get involved in right and wrong. It's too much for me to fight with you people. "

Ye Zimo didn't answer her, but waved her forward.

"Sit here and talk." He looked at the edge of his hospital bed.

Xia Yihan thought he couldn't hear clearly. According to his meaning, he got up and walked over, but he didn't sit down.

Just as she was about to repeat what she had just said, ye Zimo stretched out an arm and gently hugged her.

"Leaves..."

"Don't move, listen to me."

His voice was also very gentle, like a man coaxing the woman she loved. She was stunned for a moment.

"I will protect you. Don't be afraid. Don't leave me in the future. No one can hurt you."

Such an affectionate commitment comes from the man she loves. Xia Yihan is surrounded by a deep sense of happiness for a moment.

He put his arm around her waist and gently stroked her long straight hair with his other hand.

Such tenderness, like the mother's hand, should be said to be like the mother's loving hand in her dream.

Xia Yihan, who has never seen her parents, doesn't know how her mother's care is, but his love magically reminds her of her mother. Close to his broad chest, his nose is full of reassuring masculinity.

Every time she breathed, there seemed to be moving and love surging. This feeling made her want to be intoxicated.

She closed her eyes and wanted to greedily enjoy the taste of being taken care of. Even if it was only one minute, one second, she didn't expect more.

Ye Zimo's slender fingers were inserted into her hair, and her finger belly was close to her scalp. Slowly from top to bottom, she was comfortable and relaxed.

It seems that from his youth to the present, all the sadness has turned into dust under his hands.

She felt that he was so broad, and she was as small as a grain of sand. At this moment, she was very happy.

Maybe she doesn't want much. A complete family and a mother's reproof with love are enough. But these common things in others, but she can't ask for.

"Tell me, how do you feel now?" His magnetic voice whispered softly in her ear.

"The feeling of happiness." She seemed to be hypnotized by him and blurted out her true feelings in relaxation.

His heart moved for a moment, and then his expression became serious again.

The sweeter a woman says, the more cruel she is. He has learned her two sides and won't make the same mistake again.

The movement on his hand stopped with the psychological fluctuation, and Xia Yihan woke up like a dream.

"Mr. Ye, i... I didn't mean that. I, I don't know why I said that. Maybe it's because I think of my mother. Sorry, I'm a little confused. Will you let go? "

"I won't let go."

His pun was firm, as if to say that he liked her very much, and as if to say that he would not stop until he conquered her.

Xia Yihan's heart is more confused