Lin Ori closed the door and turned around with a tray of towels and essential oils in his hand.

Ming Yao's heart jumped, Lin Zhi didn't plan to ...... But the suit pants he wore were not easy to handle.

"Mr. Ming, where did we just go?"

Lin Zhi walked to the bed where the guests were resting and took out the essential oil.

It just so happens that the essential oil is also osmanthus scented, and the pale golden liquid flows in the dim light, exuding a rich aroma.

Lin Zhi did not untie the yukata, but bent his legs slightly.

The essential oil flowed slowly down the calves to the ankles, and was wiped evenly by Lin Weaving's hands.

The fragrance of osmanthus is getting stronger and stronger, like a mist that cannot be dissolved.

Chapter 17: The Boss's Vain Male Wife

Ming Yao's always calm head fell into a rare sluggishness and chaos, and Lin Zhi's words seemed to be softened to the point that they couldn't be heard clearly.

Recalling that their topic seemed to have become extremely difficult a few minutes ago, Ming Yao's gaze fell on Lin Weaving's fingers.

The long, slender white fingers were covered with a layer of light, and they deftly pressed along the calf line.

Ming Yao seemed to see the smile on Lin Zhi's face, the usual soft and innocent but meaningful smile, but it seemed to be an illusion, he was looking at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

The warm moisture invades, mixed with the floral fragrance swaying and stretching.

Mingyao's eyes became darker and darker, driving the wheelchair to stop beside the bed.

He replied, "It doesn't matter. ”

The wheelchair was the same height as the bed, and Ming Yao held Lin Zhi's ankle.

The hot palm of the palm will better knead the essential oil, and the sweet and greasy warm fragrance will permeate.

Lin Zhi was stunned for a moment, shaking the beautiful glass bottle in his hand and turning his wrist.

The pale golden essential oil splashes from a great height and flows naturally.

Ming Yao's technique is very good, after all, he has experienced professional rehabilitation massage, and naturally he has learned a thing or two.

The palm of the hand slid over the crook of the leg, and the beige yukata was slightly scattered.

Lin Zhi's closed eyes did not open, and his posture was lazy.

Lin Zhi was not worried about making mistakes, Ming Yao's legs gave him many restrictions, so the rhythm could be held in his hands.

But soon Lin Zhi found that he had committed a big taboo, his body suddenly volleyed into the air, he could only subconsciously grab Ming Yao's sleeve, and was hugged by Ming Yao from the bed into his arms.

The young man's beautiful face was at a loss due to the change, and the loose yukata slipped down because of the movement, revealing a small piece of the shoulder and neck.

Before Lin Zhi could adjust his expression, he met Ming Yao's eyes.

Ming Yao is a very aggressive person, and although he seems cold and indifferent, he is not the flower of the kaolin moon, but the lord of the forest sea snow field.

The cold predatory nature made him sexy, and the flaws in his legs were not his embarrassing weaknesses at this moment, but rather sharp knives that made his breath more terrifying.

The fragrance of osmanthus is impregnated, and Lin Wei's chest rises and falls.

There was a pure smile in his misty and beautiful eyes, even if it was unexpected by Lin Weaving, but he liked such an accident.

If it's just a person who listens to his command and fiddles with him, he might as well buy a doll, which is much more interesting than a toy.

The temperature of Ming Yao's palm seemed to have penetrated the surface of his skin, pulling him into the humid early autumn together.

"Mr. Ming......"

Lin Zhi's voice was soft, but Mingyao didn't want to hear him call him that.

In his mind, Lin Weaving's name for him briefly appeared, and he was completely resistant when he heard it, but he never heard it again.

Sealed with a kiss, the neckline of Ming Yao's suit was crumpled by slender fingers, and even the first button was pulled off and rolled down to a corner where no one noticed.

The wind outside rustles the trees, and the city is still hot in early autumn, making it feel like summer during the day, but the temperature difference in the evening shows the season for what it is.

Maybe it was because of the hot springs, or maybe it was because of Mingyao, Lin Zhi didn't feel cold.

At this time, Lin Zhi realized that the upper limb strength of Ming Yao, whom he had once praised, was not an ornament, not only could he pick him up, but he could even change his sitting posture in his arms.

It's just that adults still have a measure and limit to getting along, and although they know that this is not a good place, they will not continue here, but it does not prevent the love affair from prolonging.

When pushed away by Lin Zhi, Ming Yao suppressed his ups and downs, and held Lin Zhi's wrist to slowly calm down.

He was a little annoyed that he had chosen this place, without any preparation, he didn't want to be so hasty and hasty, obviously Lin Zhi didn't want to.

He casually wiped the traces with a towel that wiped the essential oils, while Ming Yao slowly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief.

"Thank you Mr. Ming for your hospitality, then I'll go first."

Lin Zhi raised his fingers to smooth out the folds, and there was a bit of a satisfied smile in his eyebrows.

Ming Yao's reason for inviting him in was to have refreshments, and he echoed this from beginning to end.

Ming Yao looked at the young man standing in front of him, whose eyes and lips were red, and couldn't find a reason to stay.

Ambiguous entanglement is like dew that disappears at dawn, and if there is no remnant of fragrance, it is like a beautiful dream.

Ming Yao's heart was beating unsteadily, it was an extraordinarily wonderful feeling, as if it was possessed and lost, grasped and unobtainable.

It was what he wanted, and it didn't seem to be.

The tea on the table was already cold, but Ming Yao didn't mind drinking it all.

His expression was extremely solemn, as if he was thinking about a very difficult business.

But what he was thinking about at the moment was Lin Zhi's eyes and lips, his face, his waist, his legs, the mole on his wrist, his hypocrisy and his indistinguishable sincerity.

In the next room, Lin Zhi lay on the tatami mat and yawned, a little tired.

He looked at the kiss mark in the center of his wrist and noticed that Ming Yao seemed to have a soft spot for the black mole in the center of his wrist.

This is not a birthmark, Lin Zhi also likes this small mole that grows next to the pulse, and the system reproduces this in order to make him more immersed in the body.

When you are alone, it seems to be the time for the 01 small system to solve your doubts, and its tone is full of regret, saying: [Host, why did you brake on such a good opportunity just now. 】

But before Lin Zhi could speak, 01 suddenly replied: [I understand, there is a saying among you humans that the easier it is, the less you cherish it, so you can't let him get it easily, right? 】

01 thinks that the host is really intelligent, which is also very reasonable.

Lin Zhi echoed: [What you said makes sense. 】

But it's not because of this, Lin Zhi didn't bother to explain with AI.

From the beginning, it was impossible for them to make it to the end, because Ming Yao was a person with a strong sense of territory, and this kind of thing could only be done in his own domain, and the hot spring villa did not belong to his private realm.

To put it simply, the odds are greater in the office than here.

Instead of letting Ming Yao stop first, it was better for him to stop first.

As a hunter, you can't be more immersed than your prey.

He originally only planned to hook Ming Yao and forget it, who knew that Ming Yao gave him a surprise.

He did not hesitate when the goal was clear, and it was indeed Mingyao's style.

01 is actually right, the easier it is to get something, the less it will be cherished, but if you don't care about the sunk cost, everything is equal when you are tired of it.

It's time for the next step, but fortunately the city's rainy autumn is conducive to the implementation of his plan.

What is more difficult than touching the body is touching Ming Yao's heart, but it is always gradual.

Before the next plan is executed, it is better to be cold for a few days.

Lin Zhi thought about it in his mind, and fell into a sweet sleep happily.

Separated by a wall, Ming Yao fell asleep not so smoothly.

In the dream, he took the bottle of essential oil and smeared Lin Weaving's whole body, Lin Weaving propped his head and looked at him with a smile, like a soft flower when he snuggled up to him.

When Ming Yao woke up, it was still dark outside the house, and he looked at his legs, his face hidden in the shadows.

In the dream, his leg was intact.

From this day on, the people in the secretariat found that Lin Zhi had been transferred.

Someone inquired curiously about Gao Tezhu, only to get an official smile from Gao Tezhu.

Gao Tezhu didn't know what kind of plane the boss was doing, his wife was not sitting outside, the boss's face was cloudy for a day, and everyone was trembling during the meeting.

Even a smart worker like him didn't understand what was going on, so he simply didn't guess.

After Lin Zhi reported to the new project team, the people below were quite polite.

Although they were very unfamiliar with Lin Weaving, and they didn't know what Lin Weaving's resume was, they knew that Lin Weaving should have a lot to do with the boss, after all, Gao Tezhu personally came down to get the documents a few times.

Lin Zhi's new office is on the twenty-second floor, and Ming Yao's office is on the top floor, and there is some distance between them, and there is nothing important to do.

Lin Weaving was at ease, and Mingyao's mood was getting worse and worse day by day.

Because not only can't he see Lin Weaving in the company, but he can't see Lin Weaving at home.

Judging from the surveillance, Lin Zhi went home every day, and he also ate and walked the dog as usual, but he didn't come to see him.

It was another rainy night, and Lin Zhi still didn't come to see him.

Now he doesn't even want to be perfunctory about the task, his ice cream factory has a good revenue, and he doesn't need to make grandpa's money anymore?

Ming Yao lay on the bed, looking at his legs expressionlessly.

It shouldn't have been a million, it should have been a million.

Ten million times, Lin Weaving should not be disdainful.

Ming Yao's eyes fell on the screen, and turning on the public surveillance at home was already his habitual action.

The sound of the thunderstorm outside seemed to make Nuo Nuo a little scared, and the puppy got out of the den, with its little rag doll in his mouth, and ran upstairs.

The puppy was very fast, and after a while he ran to the fourth floor, two paws gouging the door, and his white tail wagging desperately.

It's not tall enough to reach the doorknob.

The young man in the door must have heard the movement and opened the door.