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"You want me to kneel down and apply the medicine for you?" he asked calmly.

"I don't dare!" Hai Xiao Min shook his head and didn't even dare to mention the request of applying the medicine. He quickly trotted over and sat on the table with his back facing her.

The desk was a little high. Since she had taken off her high heels, it was going to be difficult for her to sit on it. As he was trying to move upwards, a strong arm suddenly wrapped around his waist. The man's body was healthy and strong. Be considerate and come up.

"The stock sat firmly on the table.

Releasing his hand, Ling Guang took out the hydrogen peroxide from the medicine box and dipped it in a cotton swab to disinfect the wound.

Hai Xiao Min came back from that sudden contact and stared at Ling Yao with his beautiful eyes, looking at him from a close distance without any fear.

The man was so tall that even when she sat down on the table, he still bent over.

His head was half lowered, and the fine bangs on his forehead hung down, half covering his serious gaze. His facial features were deep and solid, and every outline was like a finely sculpted work of art.

For some reason, looking at him like this made people feel at ease.

An Xin? She actually felt at ease with this kind of man who had only met her twice?

Hai Xiao Min was shocked by his thoughts and immediately tried to clear his head. It must be an illusion. It is said that a focused man is the most attractive, and this saying has a realistic basis.

The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Seems a little boring... Hai Xiao Min changed her mind. Wasn't this the best opportunity to build up a closer relationship?

Clearing her throat, she put on a harmless smile and tried to talk to him. "Is this your office? Why is there such a large bathroom? "

"I live here." His words were like gold.

"Stay here?" Hai Xiaomin was surprised, then suddenly realized, no wonder she couldn't find his address, she didn't hesitate to move her home to the company!

Wait! In other words …

"Do you have a big room with shoes?"

"Yeah, I have a few larger rooms for clothes, pants, ties and other accessories. The entire 38th floor is my personal space, so what do you mean by asking?" After saying that in one breath, Ling Yao raised his eyes and looked at her.

"..." "Nothing." She was still too young!

The atmosphere became silent again. Hai Xiaomin's attention drifted again and landed on the other party's hands. A moment ago, it was these hands that were recklessly flying around the keyboard in a mysterious manner. At this moment, it was carefully applying the ointment.

As expected, they looked pretty good. Their five fingers were slender and well-proportioned, and their joints were distinct. The only thing that made Hai Xiaoming curious was how could a pair of beautiful hands have so many calluses on their palms?

The thing that roused her from her daze was still the other party's hand!

Her hands, which had originally been resting on her knees, had unconsciously wandered elsewhere. They were rolling around on her legs. The hot palms of her hands pressed against her smooth, slightly cool skin.

Ling Yao had indeed noticed that not only was Hai Xiaomin's face pretty, but her figure was also very good. She had a pair of long, straight legs, and her slim hands felt just right, making it easy for him to remember that night.

The bruises from that time were still shallow marks now …

Just as his fingertip was about to touch that small bruise, he was suddenly roughly pulled away!