The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Ye Zimo did not look at her, so she turned her back and faced the door. She took off her maid's uniform and put on a nightgown that was neither conservative nor revealing.

It was a light apricot nightdress with a slightly open neckline, but the chest was well wrapped.

Xia Yihan changed and walked to Ye Zimo. He glanced up and said indifferently, "Take off your underwear."

She bit her lip, then turned around to unbutton her bra, remove the strap, and take it out of the collar of her nightgown.

"Put that thing down and turn around."

Xia Yihan had no choice but to turn around and put his bra on the armrest of the sofa and stand in front of him.

It was almost dusk, and the autumn dusk was a little cold. She only wore this thin nightgown, which was as thin as a cicada, and could not help but shiver.

Xia Yihan felt embarrassed and embarrassed, and Ye Zimo did not miss the scenery and deliberately looked at her.

"Yes." He snorted and ordered indifferently, "Next one, this one is too conservative."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Xia Yihan promised to go to the pile of pajamas again and picked out a revealing one, which was a peach-red sexy underwear.

Once she was done, she walked up to Ye Zimo again. Even she felt that these pajamas were worn by people who were looking like they were dancing beauties. They were vulgar and gorgeous.

She just didn't know that other people might not look good in pajamas like this. But she looked very ethereal in such a dress.

One hand, one throw, all kinds of amorous feelings. The wind from the window blew through the gauze pajamas, and her most beautiful scenery loomed.

Standing in front of him and showing off herself, Xia Yihan was much calmer, but she was still very nervous and her face was turning red unconsciously.

"Come here!" He ordered in a deep voice, and she took a step closer to him.

"Another one. This one is too vulgar."

In fact, only two or three of Lin Ling's pajamas were not too vulgar, and the rest seemed to be for dancing.

Xia Yihan guessed that Lin Ling did it on purpose. A woman's intuition told her that Lin Ling didn't like to buy her clothes. She probably liked Ye Zimo too.

After going through all the pajamas and nightgowns, Xia Yihan finally chose a black silk one.

It was almost a sexy nightdress. When it was put on, there were more exposed areas and less covered areas.

After she was dressed, she walked up to Ye Zimo, who looked at her as if she was a product, from top to bottom. There was not much desire in his eyes, just a cold look.

This time, she was very conscious that without Ye Zimo's order, she walked to a place where he could reach her and stood quietly.

His large hand covered her rudely, and Xia Yihan felt very uneasy about his own sensitivity, but he could not show any resistance. Occasionally, her body tensed up, and she told herself in her heart to relax.

His eyes had been staring coldly at her cramped little face, without any emotion.

He took off his fingers, stretched out his hand, and she fell into his arms, followed by a tearing sound, and her nightgown broke.

"Do you know why I asked Lin Ling to buy you clothes this time?" His voice was cold and condescending like an emperor.

"I see."

These clothes were not for her, but for him to tear and play with. She was facing the mirror. In the mirror, she saw how embarrassed she was, trembling under his hand.

His humiliation made her feel guilty for him disappear in an instant.

She did not dare to look over there again and closed her eyes tightly.

"Open your eyes and watch." He ordered coldly. She bit her lip and opened her eyes again.

The woman in the mirror blushed. She might never forget such a scene in her life. Without him saying anything, she knew that he was just letting her know that she was a toy.

"Is this feeling good?" He raised an eyebrow and asked her.

In his Ye Zimo world, rewards and punishments were always so clear.

She challenged his bottom line and trampled on his pride, so this was all she had to bear.

Xia Yihan smiled bitterly and said, "If you want me to feel good, I feel good, very good. If what you want me to feel is pain, then you are also very successful. I feel very painful and humiliating."

...

After the punishment was over, Ye Zimo still looked cold.

"Get dressed and go out!"

Xia Yihan got out of bed with trembling legs, put on her underwear, and put on her maid's uniform.

"Take these to your room and put them away. Whenever I need them, I'll come through and see me."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." These four words, very light, but there is a kind of hatred.

She might have done something wrong and shouldn't have rejected his kindness. She now realized that in front of him, she wanted to accept it forever.

No matter what he wanted her to do, she had to accept it calmly.

Xia Yihan picked up the pajamas and made his way to the door with difficulty. The slippery pajamas kept falling down.

She squatted down and picked it up again and again. It was only a short walk and she had walked for a long time.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her at all, as if she didn't exist.

He went straight to the bathroom in his room and took a shower.

Xia Yihan finally returned to her blue guest room, locked the door, spread out her pajamas on the side of the bed, and had no strength to hang them back. She lay down on the bed.

Her body no longer seemed to belong to her, but her mind was still active, even more active than usual. Even if she didn't want to recall how she had been humiliated by him, those images kept drilling into her mind.

What kind of person was this? It only took a few hours for her to fall from heaven to hell.

She remembered that he had asked Song Wanting to apologize to her this morning and kneel down for her. He also ordered someone to bring her breakfast and let her rest in his big bed.

When shanshan arrived, he also hugged her considerately and asked her to beat Shanshan out of anger.

It seemed that morning and afternoon were completely different Ye Zimo. One made her warm and heartfelt, the other made her hate him to the bone, and she wanted to never look at him again.

This was probably his strength, no wonder he could easily control his woman. This was probably how Song Wanting was treated. When he was happy, he rewarded him with some kindness. When he was unhappy, he punished him to death.

Does he want to control a woman's mind so that she can't escape the net he weaves?

Whether it's love or hate, perhaps no woman can remain indifferent in front of him, because the things he gives you are intense, black or white, without a middle color.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes, always thinking about forgetting him, and always thinking about every contact with him.

After some time, she heard the sound of the door lock being twisted.

"Sis, are you inside?" It turned out that Mo Xiaonong had returned from class.

Xia Yihan got up from the bed and opened the door for her, then returned to the bed and sat down. Mo Xiaonong came in and said to her, "Sis, Brother zimo sent me a car today. It's a bentley. You don't even know how awesome I am when I go to school. Those students are staring blankly at me... Why are there so many pajamas on this bed?"

Mo Xiaonong picked up two pajamas and saw that the tag was still on it. The price was staggering.

She loves to study all kinds of brands, but of course she knows how good these pajamas are. After caressing it twice, it was much better than ordinary pajamas and felt comfortable on the hands.

"Sis, is this for me?" She asked tentatively.

"No."

"Who's that for, you? Oh, why is this broken? Who tore such a good thing?"

Xia Yihan remained silent and looked at her coldly.

Mo Xiaonong was so focused on the pajamas that he didn't notice anything wrong with Xia Yihan's eyes.

"Did you call Yu Shanshan here? You saw the agreement on my handbag, didn't you?" Xia Yihan's question froze Mo Xiaonong's expression, and his pajamas slipped down. There was no need to answer. This gave Xia Yihan the answer.

She was too tired and didn't want to criticize or educate her. All she felt was utter disappointment.

"What did you say, sis? What agreement? I don't know. And Yu Shanshan, she's here? She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?" Mo Xiaonong put down his pajamas and looked up and down at Xia Yihan as if he cared about her.

"You don't have to pretend to care about me, Mo Xiaonong. I can't expect you to have any feelings for me if you can do this to little brother jun. I don't care if you insist on staying here, but from now on you don't have to talk to me as if you don't know me. I'll tell Mr. Ye I don't want to live with you."

This time mo xiaonong became anxious. She looked at Xia Yihan incredulously and said wrongly, "Sister, you can't be so heartless. It wasn't me this time. Why did you accuse me so wrongly? Do you have any proof that I called Yu Shanshan? She knows you're here, and you have a grudge against her. Isn't it normal for her to come to you?"

Xia Yihan didn't say anything, and Mo Xiaonong kindly begged her, "Sister, don't be like this. I know you and brother xiaojun are good to me. It's not that I don't have feelings for his death, I'll be sad too. Every time I think of little brother jun, I feel bad. There were also dreams of him, of the three of us playing together when we were young. Do you remember that time when you said that the small fruits on the rural levees were delicious and asked little army brother to pick some for me to eat, little army brother fell off the levees. I was scared to tears, and so were you. Do you remember?"

How could Xia Yihan not remember? Most of the memories of Mo Xiaojun as a child were related to Mo Xiaonong.

Thinking of the scene of picking fruit, tears rolled in Xia Yihan's eyes again. Mo Xiaonong's eyes were red when he finished speaking.

"Sis, I don't have any juniors anymore. Don't you ignore me and don't want me?" Mo Xiaonong asked her pitifully, her voice choking.

"I know I'm not good, I'm willful, and my parents and I accepted Yu Shanshan's compensation. But I don't want to do that. I just don't think I can beat her. Besides, she was supposed to lose money, and she definitely didn't owe our family money to do it. Now that you have brother zimo like you, this is a good opportunity. We can take revenge on Shanshan. How can I be picky when you say that? I won't, sister. I wish I could avenge little army brother in my dreams!"

What Mo Xiaonong said was true. Xia Yihan had watched her grow up since she was a child. She always felt that she was willful and not too bad.

After all, she sighed and said, "Forget it, Ono, then stay here honestly. But I don't like it when you stay here too long. Song Wanting is not an ordinary woman. She's trying to make things difficult for me. You're my sister. She's treating you well now. She's using you. When you're useless, she'll kick you away. Not only that, but you'll probably get screwed by her."

Mo Xiaonong nodded furiously and obediently agreed to her words.

"I know, sis. No matter how close she gets to me, I won't forget that you're my sister. She's just an outsider. But you always taught me to be polite to people. No matter what, she was nice to me on the surface, and I shouldn't be too cold to people, right? Sis, I know you're the best to me. You see, ever since I was a kid, what good food you have isn't for me, and what good clothes you don't have for me. I remember one time when little army brother helped others earn some money and bought you a dress. I looked at the dress and liked it. I want it, but you went and gave it to me in a smaller size."

Xia Yihan also remembered that incident. Mo Xiaojun thought that she really didn't have any good clothes. She was reluctant to buy clothes, so she bought them for her. In the end, she couldn't stand Mo Xiaonong's pleading and still gave her the dress.

At that time, Mo Xiaojun scolded her for being too stupid. She said that Ono's skirt was piled up in a mountain. You didn't have any. You gave it back to her.

Mo Xiaonong could still remember what happened at that time. Xia Yihan was relieved to say that Xia Yihan was good to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she patted her shoulder and said gently, "I wish you knew. I really don't want to see you suffer and regret it in the future."

"My sister is the best." Mo Xiaonong said a little coquettish and hugged Xia Yihan tightly.

This was her secret weapon from childhood. As long as she was acting coquettishly, there was nothing that Xia Yihan would not agree to.

After releasing Xia Yihan, mo xiaonong asked again, "Sis, you haven't said whose pajamas are these. Why are there so many pajamas?"

"Mr. Ye sent someone to buy it." Xia Yihan told the truth.

"Wow, so many. Huh? Why are there two more closets in the room? Don't tell me there are pajamas too." As if he had discovered a new world, Mo Xiaonong walked a few steps to the closet, opened it, and was stunned.

"Wow, sis, did Brother zimo send someone to buy these for you?"

"Yes." Xia Yihan agreed softly.

"God, god, do you know how much these clothes cost? It's unbelievable. It's unbelievable. Sis, he's so good to you!"

Mo Xiaonong said, looking at them one by one patiently.

She had always been very enthusiastic about clothes and shoes, and Xia Yihan was not surprised. After all, Wine was exaggerating when he saw these things.

She regained her strength and stopped talking to Mo Xiaonong. She lowered her head to pick up the pajamas on the bed and put them back into the closet one by one.

She was busy in this closet, and Mo Xiaonong was busy in another closet. Even her underwear, underwear and shoes were pulled out by Mo Xiaonong and spread out on the ground to look.

Mo xiaonong really thought it was a waste to give these things to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan never knew anything about the brand. Although she was only 23 years old, Mo Xiaonong felt that she had the same idea as an 83-year-old woman. What's the need to be thrifty, what's the need to keep a low profile, anyway, she especially hates Xia Yihan's theory.

"Sis, do you know what brand these shoes are?"

Xia Yihan didn't even look, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Indeed, she did not care about this, and her thoughts were sometimes conservative, perhaps because she was an orphan.

She was not qualified to buy beautiful clothes. In the Mo family, even when she was eating, she was careful to choose vegetables and radishes to eat. Little Soldier used to call her bunny when she was young. In fact, the name of this joke was the pain that she and Mo Xiaojun shared. It wasn't that they didn't want to eat meat, they didn't dare to eat meat.

Xia Yihan remembered one time when she ate a bit of beef and her foster mother said, "Look, Ono likes it so much. You have to leave it to her. She was growing up."

She remembered that year when Ono was three and she was six.

It was after that time that she remembered to pay special attention to everything. Sometimes during the chinese new year, her adoptive father felt bad and refused to buy her a dress or something.

But Mo Xiaonong's mother didn't want people to say that they weren't good to her, especially since Xia Yihan was still surnamed xia. Everyone knew she wasn't her own child.

She would still buy Xia Yihan a few pieces of cheap clothes whenever she came across them. There was nothing particular about the quality or style.

"I knew you didn't know. Oh, what a waste." Mo xiaonong sighed as he put his foot into the shoe, which was just the right size.

Xia Yihan followed her, picking up all the things she had rummaged on the floor and putting them back where they were.

She didn't blame her. She was used to following her behind to clean up the mess.

"Sis, do you think these shoes look good on me?" Mo Xiaonong got dressed and stood up to show her.

"Nice." Habitually, she continued to pack her things.

Mo Xiaonong found a dress in the closet. The buyer must have matched it with this pair of shoes on purpose.

She picked up her dress and put it on the bed. Then she took off all her clothes and put it on.

After changing, he walked up to Xia Yihan, walked around and asked her, "Sis, look at this dress. It fits me just fine. Can you give it to me? If I go to class tomorrow and wear this outfit, the students will be shocked to the ground."

By then, Xia Yihan had already cleaned up the mess that had been rummaged by mo xiaonong. She glanced at Mo Xiaonong's dress.

Mo Xiaonong has a good figure and fair skin. She looks really good in this light green dress.

"Nice, Ono." She smiled and nodded.

Today, Ono's affectionate confession made Xia Yihan change her mind a lot and revert to his previous attitude towards her.

"Sis, even you say it looks good. That's settled. I'll wear it to school tomorrow."

"No, Ono, you can't wear it out. Not to mention to school, you can't even wear it out of this door."

"Sis, why?" Mo Xiaonong was a little upset. She asked for her permission and was not prepared for it. There was no reason why Xia Yihan wouldn't let her have something she liked.

"This is from Mr. Ye, not me. If he sees you wearing it, he'll think I don't like it and give it to you. He'll be unhappy."