Chapter 556

It was not until two hours later that Ling Yao came back from the outside. His face became darker. As soon as he came back, he gouged out Hai Xiaomin with an eye knife, making her freeze in place and more inexplicable.

Later, Hai Xiaomin learned that Ling Yao met Mrs. York when he went to breathe on the deck.

Ling Yao seldom leaves his room these days. Besides being worried about "Hai Xiaomin", another reason is that he intends to avoid Mrs. York. At this time, when the mother and son meet, they are very jealous when their enemies meet.

Therefore, this unexpected encounter obviously ended unhappily. Mrs. York didn't know what she had done and asked Ling Yao to sprinkle the fire on herself again.

Having figured this out, Hai Xiaomin was helpless.

Fortunately, in addition to being cold-hearted, Ling Yao didn't do anything more special to her. As soon as he came back, he stood up with himself and devoted himself to high-intensity operation.

At one o'clock in the morning, everyone finished the intensive operation all day and went back to the room to enjoy this rare moment of sleep and relaxation. Ling Yao was still staying up late to analyze the data!

Why?

Why can't you check out any problems?

Obviously, there can be no omission in the diagnosis through various existing latest medical technologies, but no matter how it is checked, the result is that "Hai Xiaomin" is healthy, but she is completely unconscious and has no response to external stimuli.

Like a puppet without a soul!

Ling Yao cradles his head in impatience and grasps his scalp with ten fingers to vent. He is Joe naghi, a man who has created countless miracles. How can he not even protect his own woman.

Is he going to lose her? Will she never sleep like this?

No, you can't!

With the silent night on the sea, a wave of despair falling into the abyss gradually wrapped him up. Ling Yao's long backlog of negative emotions finally broke the dike for the first time in the middle of the night.

Hai Xiaomin didn't sleep either. He kept staring at him not far away.

Since she was arranged to come to Ling Yao, she never left. She consciously found an unattractive sofa to sleep. Therefore, Ling Yao ignored it under his eyelids for the first half of the month.

In the silent air, there was a sudden sound of clothing friction. Hai Xiaomin finally couldn't bear it!

"Bang ~" with a dull sound, Ling Yao looked up and saw the woman with her hands on the tea table, bent down and her face almost in front of her, "Mr. Nazhi, you have just recovered from fatigue and dizziness. Would you please be a little self-conscious?"

The smell on her body... Ling Yao frowned. He seemed not used to being so close to each other. He leaned back against the sofa, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said indifferently, "my own body doesn't need you to worry."

"My task on this ship is to take good care of you, eh ~" halfway through the conversation, Hai Xiaomin was pinched on both sides of his mouth by a big hand.

Ling Yao came over indifferently: "shut up and bring me two bottles of whisky."

Until the clamp was released, Hai Xiaomin still had lingering palpitations. Ling Yao's gloomy appearance just now frightened her.

The devil sent Hai Xiaomin to bring Ling Yao wine.

Four bottles.

Because she wants to drink.

Ling Yao looked at half the quantity, and his eyes were a little subtle.

"What are you looking at? Don't Mr. Nazhi need someone to accompany him when he drinks?" Hai Xiaomin is straight and strong. That confidence even makes Ling Yao speechless. Obviously, she is a woman who doesn't even have the right to speak. She doesn't know why she was pushed to him by his mother, but she always does something beyond measure.

Did she really not understand, or did she not pay attention to him at all?

What's her job to be qualified to accompany her?

But even so, Ling Yao didn't say anything. What's the hypocrisy? Is it not enough for someone to sit down and drink with you in the middle of the night?

However, he didn't know that Hai Xiaomin's idea was to get him drunk so that he could get on the boat and have a good sleep!

The fool didn't know that what he did at the cost of damaging his own body was actually meaningless. She didn't know who the woman lying there was, but she knew that he wanted to save her!

Late at night, the sea outside was dark, and the two people on the terrace drank one cup after another.

"Why are there no stars? There are no stars in the Atlantic Ocean? The Milky way in the Pacific Ocean is beautiful..." Hai Xiaomin was drunk, blushed and lay on the beach chair, reaching out to grasp the night sky.

There are cloudy clouds on the sea tonight. It is estimated that the weather will not be very good tomorrow.

In fact, the weather at sea will not be very good for the next half month. It is just in the storm season on the Atlantic. Fortunately, the captain of this cruise ship is experienced enough to cope with such weather.

Listening to this, Ling Yao's heart moved and looked at her. Her originally blurred eyes stagnated for some reason, and she couldn't move away from Hai Xiaomin's side face.

It is probably because the plane angle of view changed by Yi Rong liquid is poor, and the contour of facial features has little effect. Therefore, from the side, it seems that she is still herself - Hai Xiaomin!

"Well, the Milky way in the Pacific is very beautiful, especially the lighthouse on granritte island and the night on the lost island." the man's leisurely tone shocked Hai Xiaomin.

The left island is the island where they help each other to survive.

How could he suddenly say this?

Hai Xiaomin turned his head, but saw that Ling Yao was not looking at her at all, but was looking at the dark night sky, with his arm across his forehead, which just isolated the sight of Hai Xiaomin who wanted to peep into his eyes.

Maybe it was just his emotion. Hai Xiaomin took back his eyes sadly.

Unexpectedly, her eyes out of sight were already wet.

Several wine bottles were empty. Hai Xiaomin staggered up and pulled Ling Yao: "don't sleep here, burp ~ go to bed."

Ling Yao didn't respond. Hai Xiaomin found that he seemed to have fallen asleep.

The head is big, the sea wind is so strong, and it looks like it's going to rain. I'm afraid I'll catch a cold outside. Hai Xiaomin grabbed the curly short hair on his head. Forget it, let's carry him in.

Hai Xiaomin has always been a bad drinker. When he was drunk, he broke up. He only drank one bottle tonight, and the remaining three bottles were drunk by Ling Yao, so he can barely stay awake at the moment, but he can't even remember to ask someone to come in for help. His thin body has to carry a tall man with strong muscles. It's more difficult to enter the bedroom within a few meters than to climb to heaven.

"Be careful... Slow down..." Hai Xiaomin leaned around with unconscious Ling Yao's arm.

In a daze, Ling Yao's big hand swam on her, like an unconscious caress after being drunk, or measuring something. Hai Xiaomin didn't feel it at all, and hit the Wall twice on the way. Hai Xiaomin was happy that it didn't hurt, but the person who was hit by the nose was so painful that he doubted his life.

Finally, he put Ling Yao on the bed. Hai Xiaomin pinched his sweat, dutifully helped him take off his shoes, socks and water to scrub his body.

Untie the buttons, wipe the man's strong body, and the action stops gradually.

Hai Xiaomin suddenly had an impulsive idea.