Chapter 541

The dispute between ly and Nazhi group affected not only the two companies, but also the whole world. Since seeing the news that day, Hai Xiaomin has closely followed this soul stirring war.

Not without trying to stop, but Ling Yao clearly told her that he was sober and knew what he was doing. Hai Xiaomin knew that once the war began, she could not control it.

Old naghi always had to break free from the imprisonment of Ling Yao's life by himself. He just did something he should have done many years ago.

Ling Yao deliberately avoided key topics on the phone, always talked to her about things that didn't fit in, and then hung up in a hurry. After a long time, she would call again at an unexpected time point. Her tone was clearly tired, but she had to say a few words to be satisfied.

Hai Xiaomin knows that it is difficult to fight a business war, not to mention that his opponent is Mr. naghi. Every step is like walking on thin ice. Ling Yao should be very busy every day. He can only brush his sense of existence by squeezing out time to call.

After Lao Nazhi made concessions, Hai Xiaomin's nervous tension for months also relaxed, and his mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.

The threats that she dared not relax for a moment over the years have now been lifted by Ling Yao.

Hai Xiaomin guessed that Ling Yao should come to see her after finishing these things, but she didn't expect him to come so soon!

What's more, as soon as they met, Ling Yao pulled him into his arms without saying a word. The kiss was so warm that it was almost suffocating that it swept all over the world.

Hai Xiaomin only felt the strength of the other party. He almost wanted to crush himself and integrate into the other party's body. The violent kiss was also like sucking himself into his stomach.

The handsome facial features close at hand and the familiar smell lingering at the tip of the nose are called red face, red ears and rapid heartbeat. Hai Xiaomin began to struggle when he reacted!

"Hmm ~" she pushed Ling Yao's broad and strong chest to express her protest. She didn't want the other party to hold her and push her behind the door.

Big hands easily caught her slender pair of bright wrists and pressed them on the wall. The rest of her is the fish nailed to the chopping board. Isn't she for him to ask?

The lips and teeth are grinding, the tip of the tongue is entangled, and the emotion accumulated for several years has broken the dike. Ling Yao kisses his feelings and kisses recklessly. He kisses Hai Xiaomin's delicate lip petals, which are bright and dripping. He is out of breath. His kiss is like a butterfly. He can't wait to point on her cheek, neck and chest. The next step is to pick clothes on the spot

God knows how he survived these months. He can only solve the pain of Acacia through telephone and photos. He can not cure the symptoms at all. Instead, he accumulated the Valley Fire deeper and deeper. He was detonated at the moment of seeing Hai Xiaomin.

Now she can't find any reason to refuse him!

He won't give her another chance to hesitate!

Ling Yao was so preoccupied with his work that he didn't want Hai Xiaomin to lift his knee and give his little brother a fatal blow!

"Hmm!" Ling Yao groaned stiffly. His tall body bent down. Obviously, he looked painful, but he was afraid that Hai Xiaomin would run away and die. He grabbed her and refused to give up. "Hai Xiaomin, do you want to murder your husband?"

Hai Xiaomin blushed with shame and anger on his cheeks and covered his disheveled chest. If the eye knife can kill someone, someone has been lingchi dead by her now. Do you dare to stand here and accuse her?

"You give me some peace!" Hai Xiaomin gouged out Ling Yao again.

Until then, Ling Yao reacted, looked back at his back and hit a staring face.

I'm afraid of sudden silence.

The nanny and bodyguard in Hai Xiaomin's house have been replaced by his people. When he sees him, he will consciously avoid it, but what he didn't expect is that Elvis just invited the children from the kindergarten to play at home today.

Ling Yao twitched slightly in the corners of his eyes. He looked back and stared at Hai Xiaomin with a pair of innocent expressions asking for love and rescue.

Hai Xiaomin covers his face. Since Ling Yao's lower limit has been refreshed, the previous high cold force grid has been thrown to feed the dog!

Small steamed stuffed buns holding toys, staring at shuilingling's big eyes, looking surprised. As soon as they entered the door, they held aunt ivy and chewed on strange millet.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao!"

"Mr. Qiao, why are you here?" the band recognized Ling Yao. The little guys rushed up and chirped around Ling Yao to say hello.

Ling Yao's head was big and his cold hand summoned the bodyguard: "check which family's children are and send them back!"

Facing the children, he specially squeezed out a false smile: "Mr. Qiao and Elvis's Mommy have important things to do today. Would you like the teacher's bodyguard to send everyone home first?"

At this moment, Elvis heard the news and ran out of the bedroom excitedly: "Uncle Joe!"

Ling Yao can throw out other annoying bear children, but he is different from his own steamed stuffed bun. Bearing the pain of his lower body, he bent down to pick up the rushed steamed stuffed bun.

The little steamed stuffed bun monkey is usually hung on Ling Yao: "Uncle Joe, Elvis misses you so much!"

Ling Yao's lips are spoiled. As soon as he wants to say something, he sees Elvis walking out of his room and a 12-year-old boy, followed by a middle-aged woman with snow-white skin and elegant temperament.

Ling Yao's eyes didn't change when passing through the youth, but when they fell on the middle-aged woman's face, they were stunned. The original smile at the bottom of his eyes dissipated like a whirlwind and clouds, staring at each other, uncertain.

The woman just glanced at him lightly, then moved her eyes, put her gentle and curious eyes on Hai Xiaomin, touched her red and swollen lips, and teased her more at the bottom of her eyes: "Ivy, are you a guest?"

Hai Xiaomin pursed his lips in embarrassment: "it's a friend, call..."

"Joe naghi!" Hai Xiaomin hesitated whether to introduce the name of Ling Yao or Joe naghi. Unexpectedly, Ling Yao answered without hesitation and showed his well-known identity.

The lady took the initiative to say hello to him: "Hello, Mr. naghi. I'm Ivy's mentor and her friend. You can call me Mrs. York."

"York?" Ling Yao repeated the surname meaningfully.

Mrs York smiled, "this is my husband's last name. My husband comes from the Duke family."

Ling Yao: "madam is of Asian descent. Take the liberty to ask your original name..."

Mrs. York was surprised at the bottom of her eyes. She smiled and reminded her, "is it too presumptuous to ask this level at the first meeting?"

Ling Yao then smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, but madam, you are somewhat similar to an old friend of mine. It's abrupt."

"Oh? What a coincidence? I don't know who Mr. nagge's old friend is. Maybe I know him too." Mrs. York's smiling eyes flashed.

"Just an unimportant person." Ling Yao smiled coldly and avoided the topic, but his deep eyes quietly put each other's subtle expression into the bottom of his eyes.