89: C89 Did You Do It on Purpose?

C89 Did You Do It on Purpose?

When the two people in charge heard Ling Yao's words, they were startled. Could it be that someone had really leaked the information?

Ling Yao's seat swayed, and his body leaned forward. He put his hands on the table and stared at the two people and said sincerely, "The company treats every employee well. I think everyone knows this. I believe in your character, I also believe that the employees of the company will not easily betray the company. I will continue to investigate this matter. If you find anything, I hope the two of you can report it in time. "

After that, Ling Yao had Jess arrange for people to secretly investigate this matter.

Hai Xiaomin saw the Qiao family and Hai family holding a press conference and announced that the engagement was about to be canceled. There was no result from the laboratory. The addiction did not relapse in the past few days. She thought that it would not be such a coincidence that the addiction happened during the press conference, right?

In the end, before the press conference, Ling Yao took her to the laboratory and injected her with an antibiotics. He said that her condition was not a big problem. It was just that her physique had weak resistance to drugs, which was why she felt a strong discomfort.

"You are already so big, yet you are still afraid of injections." Ling Yao walked as he lowered his head and smoothed the wrinkles on his suit. That kiss was full of sarcasm.

His handmade, flat suit was ruined on this wrinkle.

It was pulled out by her hand with her eyes closed when she was injecting Hai Xiaomin.

Hai Xiaomin held her aching arm and followed behind Ling Yao with her head lowered. She said with grievance, "Who knew I would need an injection. It was so sudden that I was not mentally prepared at all."

She even learned to be mentally prepared before giving an injection? How afraid was she of giving an injection?

Even the children in kindergarten were afraid of being braver than her.

Ling Yao suddenly stopped. Hai Xiaomin was caught off guard and bumped into him. She looked up in confusion. "Why did you suddenly stop?"

Ling Yao turned around and looked at her. The corner of his lips curled up strangely. "I suddenly thought of a good idea."

"What good idea?" Hai Xiaomin did not understand what he meant.

"Next time, I will give you an injection on your butt!" With that, Ling Yao stepped out of the elevator.

Inject on your butt?

Hai Xiaomin froze on the spot. She stared at Ling Yao's back and revealed an ugly expression.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to go home first." Returning to the thirty-ninth floor, Hai Xiaomin said to Ling Yao's back.

According to the laboratory, the addiction should not flare up again. It was time for her to leave.

Ling Yao was slightly stunned. He had already expected this. He took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. He also sat down and stretched his shoulders tiredly. "You can leave after dinner."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Xiaomin's figure floated in his eyes. She circled behind him. Then, a pair of slender hands appeared on his shoulder and gave him a massage.

Ling Yao was stunned for a moment. His muscles, which had been tense for the whole day, gradually relaxed.

"The craftsmanship is not bad." He gave a positive evaluation.

"I often massage my parents at home." Her tone was a little proud.

Ling Yao laughed. "In that case, I have to thank them."

"Help me massage for a while more." Ling Yao's lips curved into a faint smile, then he leaned back on the sofa and did not make a sound.

Hai Xiaomin quietly massaged his shoulder and neck. At first, Ling Yao would make one or two soft and comfortable snorts, but after that, there was no movement. Her hands were sore from the massage, and he did not say to stop.

She looked up and found that his eyes were closed and his breathing was long. He actually sat down and fell asleep!

It seemed that he was really very tired.

Hai Xiaomin looked at the sky outside the window. It was getting late. She quietly walked away. When she came back, she carried a thin blanket and gently covered Ling Yao's body. Then she went to the kitchen.

She did not see Ling Yao open his eyes behind her. He grabbed the edge of the thin blanket and a touch of warmth flowed through his eyes.2

Although it was Hai Xiaomin's cooking these few days, this was the first time Ling Yao saw her cooking. She was dressed in a regular household uniform. Her long hair was tied up, and she washed the vegetables. She cut the vegetables and put them into the pot. Every step she took was methodical, and she seemed to be completely focused.

Ling Yao stroked his chin and pondered. There was a Hai Xiaomin waiting for him at home, and he felt that it was really different.

Since it was the last meal of farewell, Hai Xiaomin prepared to spend more effort. She busied herself in the kitchen alone. Suddenly, her back was attached to Ling Yao's body. There was a strong arm on her waist.

Hai Xiaomin was shocked and almost cut her finger. She turned her head and saw Ling Yao's handsome face on her shoulder. His eyes were a little confused, and it was rare for him to look like he had not woken up yet.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death." Hai Xiaomin shrugged her shoulders and wanted to push him away, but Ling Yao was like a bag bear. He lazily hung on her and did not move. She was still busy cooking, so she did not bother with him.

"What do we eat tonight?" He lazily narrowed his eyes and looked at the stove. When he looked over, he found that she had prepared quite a lot of things. "Are you planning to make me stuffed to death with the last meal?"

The hot air that Ling Yao spat out was behind her ear, and it was itchy. Hai Xiaomin twisted uneasily and did not notice that she had touched Ling Yao's private part. She only cared about it and said, "You can call Mr. Jess later. The rest of the food can be placed in the fridge. Of course, it's fine if you don't like to throw out the leftovers."

Ling Yao snorted softly. He remembered that back in Star Gazing Manor, he was also inadvertently seduced by her. So he narrowed his eyes. "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What did I do on purpose?" Hai Xiaomin was busy cutting the radish and Ling Yao was hanging on her body. It was very inconvenient for her to move. Furthermore, his hands were still touching her body all over!

It was fine if he did not help her, but he actually added more trouble!

She was just about to say something to send him away when... She suddenly realized that something was pressing against her waist.

Hai Xiaomin subconsciously froze and her ears also felt a little hot, "Ling Yao."

Ling Yao replied symbolically. The small movements in his hands were full of tricks. Hai Xiaomin only felt a tingling sensation in her body.

Was Ling Yao openly flirting with her?

She bit her lower lip and deliberately used a serious kiss to say: "Stop messing around. I still have to cook. Do you still want to eat tonight? "

"But before dinner, I want to exercise and digest before dinner. I'm afraid I still need your cooperation."

His casual tone was as if he was just discussing the daily matters of washing his hands before dinner with her.

So, it must be that her thoughts were wrong, that's why she understood it as sex, right?

"Ling Yao, can you not disturb me?" Hai Xiaomin mustered her courage and turned around, ready to have a good talk with him, but before she could say anything, he caught her by surprise and kissed her.

It was just a shallow kiss, but it separated the moment it touched her. It successfully made Hai Xiaomin forget what she wanted to say just now.

She widened her eyes, and her stunned look made Ling Yao inexplicably happy.

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