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

A glimmer of joy flashed in Xia Yihan's eyes. She was glad that he didn't ask deeply and that his safety was guaranteed.

Ye Zimo didn't miss her happy eyes, just pretended not to notice.

He waved his hand and said, "you all go to work."

After Xia Yihan left, ye Zimo looked at the monitoring again, especially about Xia Yihan.

On the corridor, the housekeeper glared at Xia Yihan with hatred.

She doesn't care anymore. She's leaving soon anyway. He embarrassed her so many times. She just exposed his collusion in taking bribes, and she was polite to him in order to protect Ye Zimo's helpless move.

After dinner, Xia Yihan went to the worker's room and talked with Liu Xiaojiao for a while.

Here, they are her friends. She really hopes to meet again in the future and what she can do for them.

And Zheng Hao, who was kicked out for her, felt particularly guilty whenever she thought of it.

The sadness of parting lingered in her mind. What she wanted most was to say goodbye to Ye Zimo, even if it was to gossip with him and let her look at him again.

But she didn't dare to go. She was afraid that he would hold her and that she would be reluctant to leave if he said he wanted her. If he were more gentle to her, she was afraid that she would willingly stay with him for a lifetime.

Reason told her she couldn't go to see it, but she was still thinking, really didn't even say a word to him alone?

She took two steps, repressed the impulse to see him, and calmed down in a cool chair next to the main house for a long time before returning to the room.

Mo Xiaonong was lying on the bed playing with her apple. When her sister came in, she seemed not to notice and was still playing.

Xia Yihan doesn't have many things, but he is still used to cleaning up before departure. Seeing her packing up, Mo Xiaonong asked inadvertently, "sister, what are you going to do?"

"Don't do anything."

"Oh!"

"Sister, bring me your pajamas and I'll take a bath."

Xia Yihan took his pajamas from the wardrobe and threw them to her.

Mo Xiaonong put down the apple, took his pajamas and went out. He glanced back. Xia Yihan didn't notice. After going out, he broke into Ye Zimo's bedroom without knocking.

He was a little strange about her arrival. Just about to ask her what happened, she ran to him and said eagerly, "brother Zimo, my sister is leaving!"

"What?" Ye Zimo stood up with a frown.

"My sister is leaving! She's packing up! " Mo Xiaonong emphasized it again.

Afraid Ye Zimo didn't believe it, she added: "it's wrong to see her at noon. She knocked on the window of the cloakroom and whispered with the men inside."

"Brother Zi Mo?"

Mo Xiaonong didn't know whether ye Zimo heard the words behind her clearly. She only felt a gust of wind around her. The tall and straight man had rushed out of the door.

Xia Yihan's door is half open. At this time, she is putting the things song wanting has given her on the bed to count. When she plans to leave, she will stay here and return them to song wanting.

"Where are you going?" Ye Zimo's familiar voice sounded behind her. Xia Yihan's heart beat rapidly. She turned away with joy. It's really him!

She looked at him foolishly, excited and satisfied that she could see him again before leaving.

Immediately she realized that she had exposed her emotions too much, worried that he would see something different, she quickly lowered her head, picked up the clothes on her bed, pretended to walk past him calmly, but her heartbeat became more and more chaotic as she was getting closer and closer to him. God knows how much she wants to see him again, remember his outline, and miss him silently when she can't see him.

Ye Zimo looked at her coldly. When she passed him, she grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard. Everything in her hand was dragged and scattered on the ground.

"With whom? "Hai Zhixuan?" He frowned with uncontrollable anger in his voice.

Xia Yihan looked at him in amazement, touched his angry eyes, and wondered why he was so angry. Did he know she was going with his mother? No, no, he asked her if she wanted to go with Hai Zhixuan.

His grasp of her wrist hurt, and his rough attitude made her heart ache more. As she tried to break free from his grip, she eagerly explained, "it hurts! You let go of me. I'm not going with him. "

"Really not?" He drew her closer and squinted into her eyes.

His skeptical attitude suddenly made Xia Yihan more uncomfortable. Why did he always think she had something to do with Hai Zhixuan? Can't he feel that she likes him at this time?

"No!" When she said two words, don't mention how wronged and helpless she was.

It seemed to sense her mood, and ye Zimo's heart softened inexplicably.

She may just pack up. Is it possible that he misunderstood her?

Almost instinctively, he stretched out his arms, wanted to put his arms around her, asked her slowly and listened to her explanation.

Just then, the housekeeper's voice came from the door: "Mr. Ye!"

"Say!"

"Mr. Hai's car has been parked outside the gate for more than half an hour. It seems that he is waiting for someone. I'll ask for instructions. Do you want to invite him in..."

Ye Zimo's hand was frozen in the air, and the tenderness in his eyes was replaced by a strong hatred. He stared at Xia Yihan's innocent face and shouted at the door: "get out!"

He was almost cheated by her again. The cruel woman was so angry that he pinched her chin and asked, "haven't you said yet?"

Xia Yihan was stunned. Hai Zhixuan, what is he doing outside the door? Is it because she came to see her at noon? She didn't have time to think carefully. She had been slammed on the bed by Ye Zimo.

"Damn woman, if you want to go, you can leave your body!" Ye Zimo almost madly pressed her under her body. With a big hand, he tore her maid's uniform in half. She was surprised and ashamed, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her upper body. "Ye Zimo, this is not the case. You misunderstood..."

Ye Zimo is not willing to listen to her explanation. His heart has already been burned by jealousy. At this time, his mind is full of only one idea, punish her and possess her!

With blood red eyes, he clasped her waving hands on his head with one hand and pulled off her skirt with the other hand. Her pitiful appearance aroused his anger and ignited his desire.