I'm gonna keep this short and tell you that I want you, yeah

You push me underneath when I put no one above you

But I can't take these long nights being all alone

Is that what you wanted, to make me lose control?

After listening to Simon's words, Yasmin thought of her mother's teachings to her many years ago. No matter when, a woman would rather lose her mind than lose her heart.

At this moment, she does not need to lose her mind, let alone worry about losing her heart."Are you here to tell me this?"

Simon glanced at her indifferently: "No, follow me."

He took the lead out of the room, and Yasmin quickly dressed and followed out."You go in and out of the room every day, my bedroom is your only way, so I have to remind you that you can't stay in my room for half a second, and don't touch anything here, especially My bed."

Simon pointed to the clean and tidy bed behind him, and overemphasized: "You can't even get close."

"Do you hate women so much?" Yasmin asked incredulously.

"Yes, they're very annoying, very annoying, like a cockroach."

"Why?"

Simon raised his eyebrows and reminded him displeased: "Besides hating women, I don't like women asking why, so don't ask too many questions."

Yasmin fell into deep thought, thinking about a possibility repeatedly in her heart. Before she could verify it, she was denied by the man with sharp eyes."Don't guess if I am gay, Not liking women does not mean that you'll like men."

What a mystery and elusive fellow, Yasmin said: "I understand."

Turning around to go back to the room, he was unexpectedly pulled back, leaning forward, and overwhelming her on the bed.

She was stunned and asked for a while, "What're you doing?"

"Shut up." And he leaned towards her.

Heh, making such an amazing move to make her shut up, Yasmin smiled sarcastically: "You just said that you don't like women, but now you are suddenly like this. Isn't it a bit hypocritical? "

"Look over there." Simon motioned her to look at the door with his eyes, and looked over, and suddenly discovered when the originally closed door had been pushed open by a slit, and there were pairs of peeping eyes outside the door, like a cheating person was caught.

In the same way, her face turned red to the base of her ears... However, this is not amazing. What's more amazing is that Simon lowered his head and kissed her lips without any warning.

Yasmin's body became stiff, her eyes staring like stare. The bell was as big as the copper bell, she was completely dumbfounded, and the calmness she had always been proud of disappeared instantly.

A kiss without any emotional color, as cold as ice, as the door gradually closed, Simon straightened up: "Yasmin, After the performance, you can get up.

Yasmin looked at him like a monster: "Have you acted like this before?"

"Because you are the first woman I picked, so they will think there is something different.

"In fact, there is no difference. "Although he picked the people, Yasmin volunteered and insisted on staying.

She walked towards the painting stupidly. Before lifting the painting, she turned her head and reminded sincerely: "That... You seem to have bumped me on the bed.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just throw it away tomorrow." He said.

Yasmine Taylor is not the kind of person who likes to joke, but because of his extreme remark, she made an exception and pranked, "Throwing the bed or throwing the mouth?"

Sebastian Simons's face sank: "Throw you.

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Even though she had no affection for the Taylor family who had lived for more than ten years, she suddenly changed into a strange environment, Yasmin was still a little uncomfortable. Especially, it is such a weird environment.

After tossing and turning all night, she got up before dawn, wanted to go out and take a bath, but was afraid that she would wake up Simon , so she had to sit by the bed and wait for dawn.

There was a small window in her room, staring at the rising sun, she seemed to see the dawn of hope approaching her little by little, little by little, invading her. The body finally evolved into infinite power.

The door was knocked, and she heard Simon's cold voice: "Are you awake?

She quickly replied: "Yes. Just got up."

She got up and opened the door.

"Follow me." Without even looking at her, she ordered like this.

Yasmin followed him downstairs.In the living room downstairs, two red-faced old people were already sitting down, they were Sebastian couple, parents of Simon Sebastian. The servants of Sebastian's house brought tea. Yasmin understood that this was the rule of the rich family.

The new wife must offer tea to her parents-in-law when entering the house.

She approached her gracefully, brought a cup of tea to the master of Sebastian, and said respectfully: "Dad, please have tea."

Mr. Sebastian raised his head in surprise, and asked in surprise: "What do you call me?"

"Dad."

"Good." He hurried over.

Yasmine Taylor picked up another cup and handed it to Mrs. Sebastian: "Mom, please have tea."

Mila Sebastian smiled and held her hand: "Do you know? The first few wives called us old couples parents-in-laws. You are still the first to call us parents."

She turned her gaze to her son and said happily: "I didn't expect that you'll choose such a good daughter in-law for us. I'm really happy."

Simon said coldly: "Don't be too happy, let's talk about it after three months." He turned around and went upstairs again. Mrs. Sebastian seemed to have become accustomed to it.

The good mood was not affected at all.

Mila instructed her daughter : "Go and call your brother to go downstairs for breakfast."

"I don't want to call him."

Yasmin Taylor immediately said: "I'll go.

She slowly went upstairs and opened the bedroom door, only to find that there was no one in the room.

She looked around suspiciously, and moved to the room adjacent to the bedroom. When she was wondering where he had gone, suddenly came from behind her.

One sentence: "Look for me?

Turning around abruptly, she nodded stupidly: "Well, yes, it's breakfast.

Simon just looked at her with his straight eyes, but kept looking at her, staring straight at Yasmin's hair.

"Is there something on my face?"

"Isn't it that you got married into a rich family as you wish, and stayed up all night with excitement?"

She was startled, and smiled irritably: "Yeah, you can see it all. It seems that you know women well."

"It's not that I know women, but your dark circles are too scary. Explain it yourself when you go downstairs, so as not to do bad things for me to you all night."

There was a hearty breakfast on the printed marble dining table. Yasmin suddenly felt sour inexplicably.

At Taylor's house, she had never had the opportunity to have breakfast with her family. It was not so much that she had no chance, but she was not qualified. When they entered the house when she was nine years old, they regarded her as an invisible person.

They never called her during breakfast, and she would not sit there by herself. At a young age, because of her backbone, she felt that it didn't matter even if she was hungry.

It wasn't until many years later that she suffered from a serious stomach problem, and she began to realize that being angry with others means having trouble with myself. No one in this world will feel sorry for her. Everything is cold or warm, just know it.

Seeing her motionless, Mila asked with concern: "Why aren't you eat ? Are these not matched to your appetite?"

"Oh, no, no." She hurriedly picked up the spoon and took a bite of the white fungus porridge into the mouth.

"By the way, you are going back today, right? I'll let the butler prepare gifts for you later."

"I'm not free." Simon Sebastian coldly refused.

Mr.Sebastian frowned: "You are not free, are you planning to let her go back alone?"

"What does it matter if she go back alone? It's the seventh time to get married. Don't make it like a first marriage."

"See. What are you talking about? This is the seventh time you got married. For Yasmin it is the first time, how can you..."

"It's okay, our family doesn't stick to this kind of subsection, so I don't need to go back, and I have to work." Yasmin interrupted her mother-in-law, but she felt wrong when she said it, because she was not sure whether a wealthy family like Sebastian family could accept the job of a daughter-in-law who showed her face outside.

She seemed to discuss it with them first.

"What do you do?" the mother-in-law asked curiously.

"Teacher, middle school teacher."

"Ah, it turns out to be a teacher. No wonder you are so knowledgeable."

Yasmin smiled modestly: "Mom passed the prize."

"Which school is it at? After breakfast, let Simon give you a ride."

"It's not going the way." He refused.

The Mrs. Sebastian stared: "I haven't asked her yet, why do you know it's not going the way?"

"No matter where it is, it's not going the way."

Yasmin hurriedly finished the game: "Don't bother him, let me take it. The bus is very convenient."

"Bus?? No way!!" Mrs. Sebestian tried to argue but eventually gave up seeing her unchanged mind.

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