231: C231 Can You be Gentler?

C231 Can You be Gentler?

In the blink of an eye, she was pulled into a bedroom by Ling Yao. It was not the guest room she had previously stayed in. If she guessed correctly, this was Ling Yao's master bedroom!

As soon as he entered the room, Ling Yao turned around and pressed her against the door. He stared at Hai Xiaomin's beautiful face. Their auras were getting closer and closer in the narrow space. His lips curved into a faint smile and he happily called out to her, "Mrs Ling!"

The low and hoarse voice was so sexy that it was fatal.

Hai Xiaomin's heart and soul were touched by his call of Mrs Ling and she subconsciously replied. "Yes."

A hot kiss like a storm immediately fell!

His kiss was so fierce that it seemed as if he wanted to suck her whole body into his stomach. Hai Xiaomin could not bear it and subconsciously grabbed onto the clothes in front of his chest.

Ling Yao touched her small hand and his five fingers slipped between her fingers. His ten fingers were tightly interlocked and pressed on the door above her head.

"Ling Yao, should we go back and greet my parents first?" It was not easy for her to catch a breath. Hai Xiaomin gasped and asked.

"There's no hurry. It's not too late to go back and congratulate them tomorrow morning. I believe our parents will understand!" Ling Yao answered while he did not get down to the topic. The hot kiss danced between Hai Xiaomin's eyes, making her cheeks blush and her ears bleed.

What did he understand?

Did he want her parents to understand the two young men who had just received their certificates and couldn't wait to roll in bed?

Big Boss Ling's novel thinking process also made Hai Xiaomin unable to hold back her tears.

Suddenly, she heard a moan coming from her throat. She quivered and her mind quickly pulled back. She gritted her teeth and tried to hold back the fire in her body. "You are so anxious. Can't you tolerate it anymore?"

Still hold it in?

A wave of nameless anger also surged up in Ling Yao's abdomen. As if he was venting his anger, he tilted his head and bit at Hai Xiaomin's round earlobe.

"Ouch ~ It hurts ~" Hai Xiaomin whimpered and complained.

"You know it hurts? You made me endure it for so long, so I should make you feel pain!" Ling Yao gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. His fierce tone clearly revealed a resentment that had been suppressed by the evil flame for a long time.

What did he mean by making her feel pain? Hai Xiaomin was angry and funny at the same time. Why did he just casually say something that made people feel dirty?

However, Ling Yao's current appearance actually made Hai Xiaomin, who was in a tense state, laugh.

"Mr. Ling, what did you endure for a long time?" She blinked and asked about the details with pure curiosity.

Ling Yao could not help laughing. "Mrs Ling, are you playing dumb with me? I'll make you cry later, don't beg for mercy!"

When she heard this, Hai Xiaomin shivered and immediately became timid. A good girl wouldn't suffer a loss in front of her. How could she continue to be ignorant of the current situation? Thus, she squeezed out a flattering smile. "Don't, I was just joking."

"Hmph! I'm not joking with you!" Ling Yao snorted coldly. He had made up his mind to settle the old score with Hai Xiaomin today. He would not let Hai Xiaomin go easily.

Thinking about it, how many times did he have to bear with it when he had his arrow on the string but was tied down by her and had no choice but to endure it again and again?

Hai Xiaomin's face was bitter. She clearly knew that she could not afford to offend this man, so why couldn't she control herself and wanted to tease him a little? This was good. She picked up a stone and smashed it on her own feet, right?

Just as she was feeling aggrieved, she suddenly heard Ling Yao's low and hoarse voice, but there was a trace of rational coldness in it. She confirmed to her, "Hai Xiaomin, now we are legally married. You don't have any reason to push me away anymore, do you?"

At this moment, he was like a child who sought recognition and rewards from his elders. He knew that he was determined to get it, but he was always a little perturbed. Although he tried his best to hide it, it still did not escape Hai Xiaomin's perception.

Under his overbearing appearance, that gentle and delicate heart had never overlooked her feelings!

From another perspective, she had pushed him away repeatedly at critical moments. Did she also cause some kind of psychological trauma to Mr. Ling to a certain extent?

Was she afraid that she would push him away again?

When she realized this, the softness in Hai Xiaomin's heart was deeply touched.1

That's right. At this moment, how could she find any reason to push him away?

"Can you... be gentler?" After saying this, Hai Xiaomin wanted to cover her face silently. This was too useless!

After getting Hai Xiaomin's direct response, Ling Yao's pitch-black eyes were burning with fire. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried his best to restrain himself from asking, "Do you want to take a bath first?"

"Yes! Of course I want to!" Hai Xiaomin quickly called out. Ling Yao's desperate look made it clear that if she nodded too slowly, he would pounce on her like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.

Sure enough, a trace of grievance flashed across the bottom of the man's eyes as he waited.

Hai Xiaomin smiled, "Do you only need to take a bath for so long? I just got off the plane and ran for an entire day. No matter what, you have to let me take a hot bath first, right?"

"Take a shower!" Ling Yao rolled his eyes. "Together?"

"Dream on!" Hai Xiaomin pressed a palm on Ling Yao's face and pushed him away with a smile. She looked into the bedroom and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

Ling Yao smiled and pointed at the bathroom door. Hai Xiaomin walked in first and locked the bathroom door behind her. After making sure that someone would not have the chance to ambush her, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hualala..." Hot air lingered in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Hai Xiaomin was about to put on her clothes. When she looked up, she found two bathrobe hanging in the bathroom. One was silver-gray. The other was pink in color. She was slightly stunned.

The pink bathrobe was obviously prepared for the female style, but it was the 39th floor. Except for Ling Yao and Jess, no one else lived there.

Then who was this female robe prepared for?

And it was in his bedroom!

Hai Xiaomin thought of something and felt strange. She turned her head to look at the washing table and sure enough, the toothbrush, blanket, and towel were a pair of men and women. There was also a pile of female cosmetics.

She saw that there seemed to be a small mark stuck on the toothbrush, and the tap was not turned off, so she walked over meticulously.

Picking up the peeing sticker on the toothbrush, she saw a few small words on it.

'Specially used by Mrs Ling '

Even these were prepared in advance. He was so sure that she would definitely agree to get the certificate with him today?

Hai Xiaomin could not help but smile sweetly.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, she took a deep breath behind the door before opening the bathroom door. Ling Yao was lying on the bed and waiting. The temperature in the room was high. He had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a white shirt. The tie was casually thrown on the ground by him.

"You're done washing?" Ling Yao's deep eyes stared at Hai Xiaomin for a second. Without saying anything, he jumped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom like an arrow leaving the bow. "Wait for me. I'll be right there!"

Hai Xiaomin picked up the tie on the floor and walked to the bedside to sit down. While waiting for him to come out, she used the time to look around the room to relieve the tension in her heart.

Ling Yao's bedroom was very spacious, and the bed was also very spacious.

She suddenly remembered that when they were in the sanatorium in San Francisco, Ling Yao specially changed a double bed and said that the bed was not narrow enough to perform well.

No, why did he think of this? He couldn't think about it anymore. The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became.

Hai Xiaomin patted her boiling hot face. She had just taken a hot shower and the hot and humid feeling had yet to fade.

At this moment, a sudden ringtone sounded.

It was her phone.

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