Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0After she left, Xu Haorann opened his eyes. He took out a cell phone from a drawer and skillfully dialed a number. "Bureau Chief Zhang, long time no see …"    

    

Returning to the villa, Ding Yiyi felt exhausted, so she went to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Coincidentally, her clothes fell off when she put them on.    

    

She turned off the shower, simply took off the towel on the shelf and wrapped it around her. Only then did she realize that the shadow of her upper thigh could be seen, and almost all of her breasts were exposed.    

    

She thought that no one was home anyway, so she wrapped herself up casually, opened the door, and walked out.    

    

Just as she walked out of the bathroom, she heard Ye Nianmo calling her from the corridor. Almost at the same time, the door opened.    

    

She was so scared that her eyes were wide open as she stared at Ye Nianmo. Ye Nianmo was also stunned for a moment and only slowly turned around when he saw her scream and run back to the bathroom.    

    

"You didn't see anything!" Ding Yiyi moaned with a feeling of being lucky.    

    

Ye Nianmo had his back facing her and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile, "En, I didn't see anything."    

    

Ding Yiyi, who was hiding in the bathroom, could only wave her hand at him. "Can you help me get some clothes?"    

    

After saying this, her face turned red, and she couldn't wait to hide in the dust. Not long later, her hands came in contact with the soft cloth.    

    

She grabbed the clothes and hid in the bathroom. When she opened the clothes and saw a pair of lace pants, her originally shy face turned completely red.    

    

When she came out of the bathroom, Ye Nianmo had already disappeared without a trace. Hearing a sound downstairs, she hurriedly chased after him and saw him walking towards the hallway.    

    

Was it because I hurt him because I rejected him too much? She felt a little uneasy. After all, the two of them had already confessed their friendship with each other. Her actions were a bit distant from others.    

    

"Nianmo." "Are you going back now?"    

    

Ye Nianmo didn't turn around. His back was very straight and he said, "En, rest well."    

    

God, why was his voice so cold? Ding Yiyi thought to herself apologetically. She wanted to keep him, so she moved a step faster.    

    

She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his back.    

    

Ye Nianmo's body suddenly trembled. Then, with a cold voice, he said, "No."    

    

"But you do." Ding Yiyi felt wronged as she rubbed her cheek against his back again. She could clearly feel that his body had become even more rigid.    

    

She understood that the other party was rejecting this kind of method. Just as she was about to release him, she heard a faint sigh and her wrist was gently pulled apart.    

    

The temperature of the palm that held her hands was very high. A figure pressed down on her, and she could only retreat step by step until she had nowhere to retreat to.    

    

Ye Nianmo's face was full of patience and a little unnatural. He grabbed her hands and pressed them against the wall above his head. His voice was hoarse and sexy, "Are you sure you want to keep me here?"    

    

Ding Yiyi felt her cheeks turn red and her teeth chattered for a long time before she finally said, "I'm not going to keep you any longer."    

    

He suddenly laughed, his lips curling to the side, revealing his small canine teeth. With a sinister and crafty air, he said, "Too late."    

    

As the two of them got closer and closer, Ding Yiyi abruptly closed her eyes. Her body was trembling slightly, and after a while, she didn't feel the touch she had imagined. Instead, she quietly opened her eyes.    

    

Facing his incomparably serious gaze, she stammered a little, "Why are you looking at me like that?"    

    

"May I kiss you?" Ye Nianmo asked for her opinion seriously, while his pair of deep brown eyes were staring at her.    

    

Ding Yiyi was initially in a panic, but when she saw a trace of craftiness in her opponent's calm eyes, she became even more agitated. "No!"    

    

"May I kiss you?" he asked again, drawing closer, his breath tickling her chin.    

    

Ding Yiyi felt like her head was on fire, so she rejected it weakly once again. "No way."    

    

The moment she said that, the corner of her mouth was pressed against Ye Nianmo's lips. Ye Nianmo didn't take another step further, instead, he leaned on her lips and said softly, "Can I kiss you?"    

    

The lip moved gently as it flipped, bringing a strange feeling to Ding Yiyi. She felt that she could no longer shake her head, and could only nod.    

    

The moment he nodded, he kissed her like a torrential storm. The demand was so intense that it came from the table, the sofa, and the blanket.    

    

She gasped, accepted, and then could not resist.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Nianmo carried her into the bathroom, who was completely exhausted, and put her on the bed with a satisfied smile on his face.    

    

He pulled the thin air conditioner over her body, pulled her into his arms, and announced in a domineering tone, "Sleep."    

    

Ding Yiyi snuggled up to his cold chest and slowly closed her eyes. She began to force herself to sleep with all her heart.    

    

She closed her eyes, not knowing how much time had passed. She only knew that her thoughts were very clear and that it was extremely painful, as if every minute and every second was being tormented.    

    

The breathing of the people around her had gradually calmed down. The clock on the wall kept ticking, as if it was urging her to go to sleep.    

    

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. His eyes, which had been deprived of sleep for a long time, were bloodshot, and every blink of an eye was extremely dry.    

    

Finally, as if she couldn't take it anymore, she got up and slowly got out of bed, but after getting out of bed, she didn't know what to do.    

    

Her line of sight fell on the cigarette beside the table, which Ye Nianmo had placed on the table. He had never smoked in front of her, but he would definitely put a pack of cigarettes beside him.    

    

She quietly opened the French window with the cigarette case and walked out onto the balcony. It was very quiet in the middle of the night. Occasionally, one could hear the sound of the bikers driving their modified locomotives.    

    

Opening the cigarette case in her hand, she took out a cigarette and held it between her index and middle fingers. The faint smell of tobacco on the tip of her nose was a source of excitement.    

    

She lit up a cigarette and looked at the faint orange glow on her fingertips. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly leaned her head over.    

    

When her thin lips came in contact with the filter, she took a deep breath as she recalled Ye Nianmo's appearance. The strong, nose-choking nicotine smell immediately gushed into her lungs.    

    

She was coughing so much that her eyes were tearing up, but she still remembered that there was still someone sleeping in the room. She could only kneel on the ground and cover her mouth to minimize the sound of coughing.    

    

The muffled sound of coughing rose and fell in the air, which was very distinct in the dark night. Ye Nianmo stood behind her, sighed silently and walked in front of her.    

    

He squatted on the ground and looked at her as he sucked away the cigarette in her hand. His big hand lightly patted her delicate back, but he didn't say anything.    

    

Ding Yiyi was coughing so much that tears came out of her eyes. She didn't have the time to care about anything else until the coughing started to die down. She looked at him with red eyes and said, her voice hoarse from coughing, "Sorry to wake you up."    

    

Ye Nianmo looked at the dark circles under her eyes and asked softly, "Have you been losing sleep all this time?"    

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She didn't want to answer. She wanted to lie again, but the strength in her palms only increased. The care in his eyes made it hard for people to refuse and lie.    

    

"Yes, I can't sleep. I can't sleep all night. Even if I slept, I always feel like I can't sleep." "I'm sorry. I don't want to trouble you over such a small matter. I know you're tired and tired too."    

    

She stood up, not wanting to say anything more. Just as she turned around, she was hugged by someone from behind. "I'm very happy to hear it from you."    

    

He gently wrapped his arms around her trembling body and buried his head in the hollow of her neck, breathing in the fragrance of her body, both inside and out. "I'll stay with you."    

    

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi's eyes reddened and her voice became hoarse again.    

    

Ye Nianmo took her hand and went back to the room. He didn't let her force herself to sleep, but took her hand and led her to the living room. They turned on a floor lamp and let the room turn dark.    

    

Not long after, he brought out a cup of warm milk from the kitchen and handed it to her. "A cup of milk will make you feel better."    

    

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi received it and took a sip. The rich fragrance of the milk entered her stomach along with the taste buds. She smiled at him gratefully. "I feel much better now."    

    

He sat down beside her, picked up a book at random, found the page number he was reading, and began to read.    

    

Ding Yiyi turned her head to look at him and suddenly said, "Was it like this in the past?"    

    

"What?" He raised his eyebrows at her with some doubt and focused all his attention on himself.    

    

She tried to explain, so she took another swig of milk to calm her thoughts before saying, "It just feels like an old man and his wife."    

    

She took another drink as soon as she finished, thinking, God, how could I say something like that!    

    

Ye Nianmo didn't care at all. He closed the book and said, "Some people have lived their whole lives, but they have always welcomed you with cold hearts. Even if some people have only lived together for one day, they feel that everything was natural."    

    

He opened the cover and placed it on the page he was reading, then put the book back in its place and looked at her with all his heart. "Comfort in love shouldn't be measured together for long."    

    

Ding Yiyi didn't say anything. While she was thinking, she suddenly asked, "Then does my mother and father have a relationship?"    

    

She tightened her grip on the empty cup. She already had an answer in her heart. How could there be love with that kind of look and that kind of indifference?    

    

Ye Nianmo held her hand tightly and said in a low voice, "There is more about love in this world than love."    

    

She lowered her head, feeling his comforting words, and finally said the words in her heart, "Was I ever so bad, so bad that my sister didn't forgive me, and my father wanted to hurt me?"    

    

Ye Nianmo looked at her with a trace of pity. Poor thing, she really wanted the approval of her parents, but there were too many imperfect things in the world, so how could she force them?    

    

"If you are willing, I can tell you everything. As for your past life, that will be up to you." he whispered.    

    

Ding Yiyi smiled at him. "It's probably a long story that needs a cup of coffee and a big plate of music to finish."    

    

Seeing that she was pretending to be relaxed, he got up, but still held her hand. "Let's go."