The dog was sleeping in a soft den in the living room, looking extra comfortable.

Ming Yao knew that Lin Zhi hadn't come back yet, otherwise the maid would have put out the light.

He looked at the surveillance footage and was a little distracted.

A few minutes later, the puppy lying in the den suddenly pricked up its ears, ran out of the nest, and circled around the door.

Ming Yao felt something, and subconsciously pulled the picture closer.

"Is the baby waiting for me to come home?"

The monitoring at home can be radioed, and Lin Zhi's voice clearly came out of Mingyao's laptop.

When Lin Zhi was smiling, his voice would become softer, and after he drank the wine, his voice would be softer, so that people's senses could taste the sweetness.

"Good boy, kiss."

Lin Zhi held Nuo Nuo in his arms and kissed the top of his head and face.

Although it was only more than two months, the puppy already weighed nine pounds, and Lin Zhi put it down after holding it for a while and rubbed its head.

Under the light, Lin Zhi's reddish face seemed to be dyed with rouge, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was soft, and Mingyao slammed off the picture.

After making love with the dog, Lin Zhi went back to the room.

After taking a shower, he wiped his hair and opened the software on his phone.

The camera angle in the video is very low because the camera is in the dog's collar.

The tight fabric outlined the muscle lines of the man's back, and Lin Zhi muttered a low "good baby", but whether it was glutinous or something else was to be said.

Hearing Ming Yao's voice talking to himself, Lin Zhi smiled and tapped the phone screen.

"Why are you so naïve and still talk bad things about dogs."

In the face of his favorite prey, as well as the task object that needs to be redeemed, Lin Weaving's patience and tolerance are very high, thinking of Ming Yao's arrogant appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but in private he said bad things about the puppy, which is very cute.

Ming Yao, who has never been described as 'cute' in his life, is absentmindedly looking at the documents while paying attention to the movement at the door.

When there was a writhing sound from the doorknob, Ming Yao's eyes lit up slightly, and then his face was cold again.

"I'm coming to see you."

Lin Zhi was still the same as last time, and his gaze slid over Ming Yao's face.

Ming Yao has a good skin, even if he has a cold face, he makes people feel handsome, and it is precisely because of his strength that even if he is not good at it, it makes people feel unusual.

His strength belies his vulnerability, like an eagle carved of ice, leaving an eternal mark on his realm.

Of course, his clean body without a trace of impurities also makes him extremely attractive.

Ming Yao knew that he was here to complete the task and punch in, so perfunctory, he came after hugging the dog and taking a bath, he was not in a hurry, and he was not afraid that he would sleep too late.

He looked at the document in his hand and said in a tone without any fluctuations: "Get out." ”

But this one was neither cold nor loud.

"It seems that Mr. Ming is in good shape, so I won't bother today."

Hearing this, Lin Zhi withdrew from the door, took a photo at Ming Yao, and waved his hand with a smile.

Ming Yao looked up suddenly, the door had been closed, and he only had time to see Lin Weaving's appearance through the narrow gap.

Everything was quiet, even a little deadly.

The black sheets were scratched out of the folds, the papers were scattered on the ground, and Ming Yao pressed his excessively painful legs, his eyes dark and cold.

I already knew what kind of person Lin Weaving was, and it was he who asked Lin Weaving not to say those nonsense words again, and to do those things that crossed the line, which was obviously in line with his mind, why was he so annoying and unbearable.

Ming Yao frowned, unable to think of why.

It's better to send Lin Zhi out as soon as possible and leave his side.

Anyway, Lin Zhi said that one by one did not happen at all, he had a car and no one needed to hitchhike, and no one in the company made it difficult for him, and he didn't need to lay out Mrs. Ming's score at all, yes, he is now Mr. Lin at home, and he no longer needs a servant to call him Mrs.

As long as you are far away and you can't see it, it will naturally be completely quiet.

Lin Zhi descended the stairs and turned off the night light on the wall.

Thinking of Ming Yao's reaction, the smile deepened in his eyes.

01 is a little worried: [Host, are we just leaving, how do you feel that the task object seems to be a little angry?] 】

[We 01 are really good at observing words and feelings, don't worry about him getting angry, which shows that our mission is progressing well. 】

Even 01 could see that Ming Yao was angry, so it seemed that he was indeed angry.

Redemption System 01 Tangled: [Is it good to be angry instead?] 】

Human beings are very complex, and anger is sometimes not only because of anger, but also because rejection is often not always disgusting. 】

[There are many people in this world who are eager and refuse at the same time, because being loved has nothing to do with strength, and anyone can become an outcast. 】

Lin Zhi took a sip of water from the cup and sighed softly.

01: [Is the same with the host?] 】

"No, I'm not," Lin Weaving bent, "I was born with love. ”

From the moment he was born, everyone told him what kind of successful person he would become.

Once the world is turned upside down, he follows his family who have been driven out of the circle of interests from Vanity Fair to remote places, he is like the only straw, carrying everyone's expectations, watching them die or go crazy, being urged upward, never stopping.

If he is wounded, they are a hundred times more painful than they are wounded.

01 sighed: [No wonder the host is so kind. 】

01 I think it's really lucky, this time it's unprecedentedly smooth!

Well? Why does it say unprecedented, it should be groundbreaking!

Lin Zhi accepted the praise of the system without any heart, turned off the lights and rested.

The rain was still falling outside, as if it hadn't stopped.

Lin Zhi felt a little drowsy and weak when he got up in the morning, maybe he was cold from the wind yesterday, and the situation was not good after washing, so he took two pills and lay back on the bed, and sent a message to Ming Yao.

01 Reminder: [Host, you haven't finished sending.] 】

[Why should I finish it?] 】

Lin Zhiqiang replied to it and fell asleep again.

Ming Yao, who was arriving in the basement, saw the message on his mobile phone.

- Mr. Ming, I'm today

There was no more to it.

Ming Yao went back, and didn't wait for the other party's reply for a minute or so.

He looked at the housekeeper beside him: "Is Lin Weaving out?" ”

The housekeeper replied, "I didn't see Mr. Lin go out today. ”

Ming Yao originally wanted the housekeeper to take a look, but after thinking about it, he decided to take a look for himself, so as not to wait for an answer.

Lin Weaving sent him a message, if something really happened, his grandfather would be worried, and he planned to send Lin Weaving, so it's okay to go and see it now.

After thinking of several reasonable excuses, Ming Yao pressed the elevator to the fourth floor.

Chapter 12: The Boss's Vain Male Wife

Ming Yao knocked on Lin Zhi's door, but there was no response inside, so he opened the door.

There has been a lot of precipitation these days, and the early morning sky is also a little cloudy, and the light seems a little dark.

Lin Zhi's curtains were halfway open, and the quilt was under his neck, because he was lying on his side, half of his cheeks were sunk in the soft pillow, and his hair was slightly messy.

It looks like a small one, this is Mingyao's intuitive idea, but Lin Zhi has nothing to do with petite, after all, he is also an adult man, thin and tall, but in this case, in the wide quilt, people have a sense of love and pity that can be played in the palm of their hands.

With this inexplicable perception, Ming Yao went to Lin Zhi's bedside and whispered his name.

Lin Zhi's eyelashes trembled, as if he wanted to open his eyes, but he never opened them, and only responded in a thick nasal voice.

"I'll call a doctor for you."

Ming Yao put the back of his hand on Lin Weaving's forehead to feel the temperature, and frowned slightly after feeling the hot heat.

He was about to take out the mobile phone in his pocket, but before his hand left Lin Zhi's face, he was held by Lin Zhi's hand.

The young man in the heat seemed to covet the coolness of his palm, and pressed his palm to his face, and rubbed it quite comfortably.

Ming Yao's movements froze, and a sense of paralysis surged from his fingertips to his arms, and at this moment there was a strangeness in his limbs that did not belong to him.

Ming Yao stiffly took out his mobile phone with his other hand to contact the doctor, staring at the hand he was grabbed, and slowly recovered it for a while.

This time he was not retained, but Ming Yao heard what Lin Zhi seemed to be muttering, and because the voice was too small for him to hear clearly, he could only bow his head and approach.

The moment he got closer, Lin Zhi rolled over, and went from lying on his side to lying upright, his lips, which had become a little dry from fever, brushed his cheeks and the corners of his lips.

Some of the prickly sensations are so vivid that the scalp tingles in an instant, causing the brain to buzz, and even time seems to stand still for a moment.

Ming Yao couldn't hear what Lin Zhi said, he stared straight at Lin Zhi's lips, his eyes full of inquiry.

Not disgusted or repulsed?

Because of physical disability and psychological problems, Ming Yao has always hated being touched, and when Lin Zhi first lay on his bed, although he didn't touch him, he was resistant enough, but why not now?

Due to the cold and fever, Hayashiori's nasal passages should be blocked, so he had to breathe through his mouth, struggling to bring in air from his lips and down his trachea into his lungs.

His lips were slightly open, his face, which always had an innocent smile, was full of sickness, and his lips were dull from the loss of vitality, and he looked particularly pitiful.

Perhaps it is not excluded as a delusion, and it may need to be tested again.

It's just verification, the voice in Mingyao's head murmured.

Lin Zhi slept very close to the bed, and it was also very close to his position.

01 couldn't help but scream excitedly: [Host! He looks like he's going to kiss you! You're amazing! 】

01 thinks that this is completely controlled, no wonder the message is not finished, and the host is still so dedicated even if he is sick! 01 wanted to say something more, but after chattering, he found that the host had completely fallen into a coma and was unconscious at the moment.