He had a deep smile on his lips that made her hate. He approached her face, opened his thin lips and said calmly, "How do you feel?

She wants to turn her head and refuse to look at him. After all, she may be tempted to become a public enemy of all the maids at any time. She doesn't want to be an inexplicable enemy.

There was a slight pain in his chin. Although he was laughing, he never allowed a little maid to avoid his questioning.

"Answer me!" In his voice, there was an irresistible kingship.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and looked him squarely in the face. His expression was very frank: "Mr. Ye, this feeling is very bad. But I need this job. I need money. I really don't want to seduce you, I think you know that. I just want to be a housemaid and do my job well."

Ye Zimo looked at her smilingly, and every tiny change in her face could not escape his eyes. Especially when she said she needed money, there was a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, indicating that she was cheating him.

"Need money?" He seems thoughtful.

"Need, so please..." Half of her speech was suddenly interrupted by itching on her lips and she could not speak any more. It turned out that his hand on her chin had been loosened, and his finger abdomen suddenly rubbed against her lip, gently, as gentle as the breeze through the leaves.

He read countless women, skilled, just so casual provocation naturally let the astringent Xia Yihan unconsciously tighten his nerves.

He still watched her, and there was a spark in her clear eyes that jumped, even though she was so depressed, that she could not hide it.

"If you need money, it's easy to solve, isn't it?"

With that, his fingertips intensified and rubbed her tender lip back and forth for a few times.

His actions, together with the hints of his language, made Xia Yihan's face red very quickly. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I just want to earn what I want through my own efforts."

Ye Zimo approached her a little closer, with evil expression: "How do you know that it's not necessary to work hard to be a lover? Don't we have to figure out which posture excites men and how to groan to make them addicted?

Xia Yihan's face was instantly flushed with shame and indignation, which spread to his ears, face and ears, and even his whole body was afflicted by the burning heat of his words.

When she heard such a red fruit, it was still in the middle of the night when a man spoke to her alone.

His handsome face was just in front of her. She was afraid of the palpitation and nervousness he felt when he stroked her face with a strong masculine odor. She wanted to throw down the rag and run away, but she was afraid that the more confused she was, the more interesting he would feel to tease her.

She lowered her head.'Mr. Ye, it's not too early. You can have an early rest. I'll keep wiping the floor and stop chatting with you."

He stood up and Xia Yihan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his inexplicable action was finally over.

She concentrates, bends over and continues to wipe the marble floor.

Just when she thought he would come back to her room, she suddenly heard his leisurely words: "Didn't the housekeeper tell you that from tonight onwards, will someone take turns on the night shift in my bedroom? It's you in line today.

Xia Yihan's movements were forced to stop, and he took a big step after she finished speaking, regardless of her reaction.

She had to put down the rag, get up and run after him, and as she ran, she said eagerly, "Mr. Ye, please wait a minute."

He stopped abruptly and she almost hit him on the back. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and ran two steps in front of him.

He didn't speak, just looked at her expressionlessly and listened to what she was going to say.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry that the housekeeper didn't tell me about the night shift tonight."

According to the housekeeper's cautious behaviour, which always takes his words as the decree, it is impossible for him to explain the night shift, and the Housekeeper will forget it. Ye's surname must have been a temporary uprising, deliberately embarrassing her.

If she's on duty in his bedroom so unclear, she'll be in their mouths tomorrow and become a sleeper.

They're not the ones that bother her most.

What she feared most was that he, whose surname was Ye, could do anything. He had just talked with her about men and women and spent the night together. What if he suddenly had sex?

He asked her indifferently, "Are you questioning me?"

"I..."

"You should know, this is the stewardship site, or mine. If you want to leave, you can do as I say."

What he said was so harsh that there was no room for discussion at all.

Xia Yihan bit his lip and his voice dropped a few minutes. "I'll do as you tell me." Does

just want to stay? He knew he was right, but if he wanted to play latent beside him, he had to be refreshed.

She's very depressed and self-restrained. She must have resisted him in her heart, right?

Suddenly he reached out, pinched her chin again with his long fingers, looked down at her black-and-white eyes and asked her, "If so, what do I tell you to go to my bed?"

"You!" She just spits out a word and bites her lips, but she doesn't know how sexy the action is.

Ye Zimo's body developed a kind of body which he himself felt unavoidable.