Chapter 330

Although Hai Xiaomin had a lot of doubts about leicia, this time, he had to agree with what she said. If they left like this, the gap between them and Grandpa would only get bigger and bigger. If they stayed, they would not lose an opportunity to ease.

Rose villa is so big that grandpa doesn't want to see them. They just don't appear in front of him. But as long as the old man knows that Ling Yao is still in the villa, his feelings will be different. Hai Xiaomin doesn't think that old Nazhi will really hate to see this grandson.

Hai Xiaomin looks at Ling Yao, whose thin lips are gently pursed into a straight line. He silently thinks of Grandpa's 80th birthday. In fact, he also wants to be filial and do something for Grandpa?

"Let's stay. It's rare for you to come back." Hai Xiaomin gently pulled Ling Yao's clothes and blinked on his back, a little coquettish.

She knows very well what she should do to reduce Ling Yao's wariness as much as possible.

Ling Yao looked at her, and the sexy corners of her lips finally turned into a spoiled radian: "good."

He promised?

Leicia breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and was afraid that she could not keep him. However, looking at the picture of the two people gazing at him affectionately, she seemed to return to the last days on the 39th floor of ly building. She was angry and wanted to tear up this beautiful picture and step under her feet!

In old naghi's bedroom, even though everyone was busy with their own work, there was almost no movement.

Old naghi lay quietly in bed with his eyes closed. Although he paid attention to health preservation, his face was still full of wrinkles at this age. Leicia returned to the room and whispered, "Grandpa naghi, Joe agreed to stay at your command."

The silence lasted for a little while, and old naghi's voice said, "well, it's hard for you, leicia. Go back and have a rest."

"Then I won't disturb your rest. Good night."

"Good night, dear," old naghi said with a kind smile.

After the door closed, leicia had left the bedroom. Old naghi raised his eyelids: "you all go out, too. Ian will call you if you have something."

The maid bowed respectfully and left the room one after another, leaving Ian sitting on the stool by the bed without saying a word.

Old naghi looked at the ceiling and didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly sighed, "Ian, I'm really old..."

"..." Ian has never been a qualified comforter, but a good listener.

Old Nazhi said calmly, "I have experienced all kinds of storms, large and small, in my life. In the face of death, I have no fear, only one thing I can't let go."

"Is it the young master?" Ian asked appropriately.

"Yes, Joe, my grandson, although his existence is a kind of suffering for me all the time, it is undeniable that he is the best successor of the naghi family. I hope he will live up to my expectations."

"The young master is good enough." on this point, Ian thought there was no doubt, but he saw old Nazhi gently shake his head, which made him very puzzled. If the current young masters are not good enough, what height does grandpa want him to reach?

Old naghi explained sadly, "but the better he is, the more regrettable it will be if he is destroyed, isn't it? Especially in the hands of a woman!"

Hasn't he experienced such a thing before?

Ian: "

"A man should focus on big things. If Joe just wants to play, it doesn't matter how many women he has outside. Anyway, there is only one hostess of the old nagge family. Joe is so smart. I believe he knows it well. But he really cares about that woman so much that Leia easily tries to find out his bottom line."

Old Nazhi didn't know what he thought, and his eyes drifted away: "when a male lion has something more important than conquering the grassland, he will be in danger..."

Thinking of Hai Xiaomin's bright smiling face, combined with old Nazhi's words now, Ian felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but sip his lips to explain: "since the young master chose her, there may not be no merit."

"Hiss ~" old nagge sneered contemptuously. "It's just hormones. Love makes people stupid and destructive. Joe will understand one day that nagge men don't need that kind of thing!"

Ian: "

……

"Ling Yao, you're too impulsive tonight." standing in front of the man's tall body, Hai Xiaomin helped him untie his tie and said.

If he doesn't agree with him, he will leave. Even if he treats outsiders, Ling Yao won't be so rude, let alone his grandfather.

As far as the eye could see, Ling Yao's chin was firm and clean, and there was no stubble. Under the bright yellow light, the skin of his neck showed an attractive honey color, and the prominent Adam's apple showed maturity and sexy. Take off his tie, untie the two buttons on his collar, and the exquisite clavicle was hidden

Hai Xiaomin pinched the collar of his shirt and suddenly his mind deviated a little. It's worthy of being her man. This standard configuration is really too foul. Even taking off his clothes every minute makes people want to commit a crime!

After three times and five times, he quickly peeled off his suit and coat and took his sight away from him. Hai Xiaomin was finally relieved. Only then did he react. It seems that Ling Yao hasn't made a sound since just now.

She raised her chin strangely and looked into his eyes. As a result, her eyes were occupied by an enlarged handsome face.

"Oh ~" his lips were soft, damp and hot, and his nose was full of strong male breath.

The waist was locked by Ling Yao's arm, and the back of her head was fixed by his big hand, sealing any space for her to shrink back. The kiss came suddenly and seemed to have been premeditated for a long time.

Hai Xiaomin didn't know how long Ling Yao had looked at her and how deep her eyes were. When she looked up, it seemed that she got some signal and Ling Yao lit the fuse!

The lipstick he didn't eat before dinner was finally eaten by him, but it wasn't enough. Ling Yao's burning breath slipped along her beautiful jade neck, and he had to eat her!

"Ling Yao..." Hai Xiaomin felt as if he was going to be melted by his hot breath. His body softened. His small hand grabbed Ling Yao's shirt out of the fold. At this time, Ling Yao fell on her chest and hugged her so quietly, as if the world was still.

Hai Xiaomin's feverish brain gradually wakes up. Well, she eats too much meat these days. She almost forgets that Mr. Ling is best at flirting!

But it's good. It's rare to rest for two days

Hai Xiaomin was just glad. The next second he exclaimed. Ling Yao beat her horizontally, picked her up and went straight to the big round bed!

Well, she's wrong again. How can Ling Yao's moody be a mortal like her!

After the madness, they hugged each other tightly, and the scenery on the bed was beautiful.

Resting on Ling Yao's arm, Hai Xiaomin spread his messy long hair on the pillow. On his fat white skin, the flush hasn't completely faded. Her fingers sketched Ling Yao's exquisite collarbone and suddenly asked, "Ling Yao, are you afraid of anything?"