508: C508 He Didn't Want to Wake up from His Dream

C508 He Didn't Want to Wake up from His Dream

Ling Yao's attention fell on Hai Xiaomin's hand. He was distracted for a moment. This woman's hand was pretty. It was white and tender, with ten fingers as slender as white jade chopsticks.

Wait! What was he thinking?

When Ling Yao regained his senses, Hai Xiaomin came over without any warning. She sucked the water droplet at his throat!

“！！！” His deep black eyes suddenly contracted violently. Ling Yao lost his color in shock and his upper body froze just like that!

Thirsty... She was really thirsty... She wanted to drink water...

Hai Xiaomin was pulled closer to Ling Yao by the instincts of her body. Her soft lips urgently captured the remaining water stains.

Her body temperature was so high that even the breath she spat out was scorching hot. It burned his skin and seeped into his flesh, making his blood boil!

Ling Yao could not help clenching his five fingers tightly. His handsome and handsome face and tight lines showed his restraint!

Hai Xiaomin's kiss. Like a butterfly dancing, it followed the man down and she surprisingly licked him!

In an instant, it was like an electric current flowing through Ling Yao's limbs and bones!

"Dammit!" He could not bear it any longer. He grabbed Hai Xiaomin's shoulder, which was about to continue acting impudently, and the strength of his large hand went out of control.

His pair of dark and deep eyes were terrifyingly dark. He stared at Hai Xiaomin, and his eyes were burning with evil flames. His sexy Adam's apple rolled and he softly spat out a sentence. "Hai Xiaomin, don't play with fire!"

He was a man with normal physiological needs!

Moreover, the more he restrained himself, the more severe the backlash would be when he was provoked!

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but it was this woman whom I should never touch again...

Ling Yao felt a little annoyed. He had always been calm, but he could easily react to Hai Xiaomin time and time again!

"I'm thirsty, I want to drink water!" Hai Xiaomin could not help but frown and whimper. Having lost her mind, her mind was only filled with thirst and heat. She turned a deaf ear to Ling Yao's warning and anxiously pulled on her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yao tried to grab her hand and stop her from messing around.

Hai Xiaomin stared at a certain water source and kissed Ling Yao's face. She did not wait for Ling Yao to react and started to greedily take the water source.

As if the explosive bag had been lit, Ling Yao suddenly pushed Hai Xiaomin away and grabbed her waist. He was calm and handsome, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line. He took her into the bathroom and threw her into the shower head. He switched the hot water switch to cold water. "Wake up!"

Cold water poured on her body. Hai Xiaomin raised her crimson little face. Her cherry lips were slightly opened and her larynx beads kept rolling. It was as if the soil that had been dried up for a long time was welcoming rain. An indescribable feeling of satisfaction wrapped around her, making her let out a comfortable humph!

But never had she imagined that this snort would be a release to her, and it would be a lethal poison to a certain someone!

The water flowed over her smooth and delicate skin and along the gully, forming a graceful curve...

Her pitch-black eyes could not help but shift away. Perhaps it was the passion in the bathroom that caused the man's face to be covered with a faint blush. Even the bottom of his deep eyes was covered with a layer of hollowness. He, who had always been as steady as Mount Tai, subconsciously avoided her gaze.

Damn it! He was clearly trying to calm her down, but why did it make it even harder for him to control himself?

The next second, Ling Yao coldly and forcefully dragged Hai Xiaomin out of the water curtain. The latter groaned and struggled, refusing to comply. " No... Water... ... Give me water... "

"Shut up!" Ling Yao's voice was so low that it was scary. Hai Xiaomin was stunned for a moment. She puckered her lips, feeling wronged. Why was he so fierce?

Ling Yao's hands and feet neatly stripped off the wet clothes on Hai Xiaomin's body. His hands and feet did not stop. He grabbed the bathrobe and wrapped her up. He carried her out of the bathroom. Her hands were still injured after all. It was easy to get infected by the water.

When he put her on the bed, Hai Xiaomin's body went limp and she collapsed onto the bed. Ling Yao let her lean against him so that he could help her wipe her hair. However, Hai Xiaomin was restless for a moment. Her small hands kept pushing his chest, and she looked very uncomfortable.

So hot...

"Hai Xiaomin! Don't move!" Ling Yao angrily grabbed her slender wrist. Suddenly, a strange sound came from the smooth skin of her finger. He looked down and saw an ugly pink scar on her wrist.2

This is...

As if he had received an impact, his head felt pain.

Here it comes again, a headache that would only appear when one touches the memories of those two years. This scar, why... why did he feel that it was so familiar? Even when he sees it, there is also a trace of unbearable pain in his heart?

Hai Xiaomin's attention had unknowingly been drawn to her wrist. Her vision blurred as she looked at the scar. Then, following the man's chin, she saw his face.

Her body seemed to have been electrocuted. A numb electric current flowed through her limbs and bones!

She touched the man's angular and cold face, and the blurry face in her vision. It overlapped with the memory of him. A touch of sadness and gentleness surged into Hai Xiaomin's misty eyes. "Did I dream of you again..."

One after another, it made Ling Yao recall Elvis's words again. He could not help but feel depressed. "Do you often dream of me?"

Hai Xiaomin, who was drunk, took off all her defenses and nodded honestly. She did not know that this kind of unskilled honesty easily stirred up the man's heart and caused ripples.

She said that she hated him and hated him. She had clearly never let go of him in all these years. This evil woman who spoke incoherently!

A strange sense of joy emerged in Ling Yao's heart, and he even felt a little... proud?

"Oh? Then what do you do every time you dream of me?" He said on purpose.

Hai Xiaomin's expression darkened and she slowly shook her head. She felt the soft little hand on her cheek break away and Ling Yao panicked for no reason. He reflexively grabbed her hand and continued to put it on his face.

At this moment, Hai Xiaomin clearly felt the reality of her palm pressing against her face. This dream was so illusory and so real.

In the past, she could only watch him turn around and walk away. His back disappeared in the void and never turned back. But this time, she suddenly did not want him to disappear like that again...

Hai Xiaomin slowly approached Ling Yao. " If this is a dream... I hope it does not wake up too soon..."

The soft cherry lips lightly touched the man's thin pink lips. It tasted light, and under the cool surface of the body, was boiling hot body temperature.

Ling Yao could clearly hear that there was a line of defense in his heart that was cracking, and he was facing a broken dam!

Regarding matters between men and women, he did not have so many principles of being a gentleman. He only had to do it to Hai Xiaomin. However, he had more misgivings. She was his ex-wife, the woman he despised, the person who hated him from the bottom of his heart. It would be best if the two of them did not have any interactions with each other. It would be good for either him or her...

While he was distracted, he was pushed onto the bed by Hai Xiaomin. The ground suddenly became cold. She boldly took off the bath towel on his waist and went straight to the point!

"Hai Xiaomin, you asked for it!" A dark light surged in Ling Yao's eyes as he turned around and pressed her down.

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