He asked her to bribe him...
How to bribe? He, Ling Yizhou, is a big boss in Hong Kong. He is neither short of money nor things. Xia Lin watched him go to the study room and scratched his head. Is Ling Yizhou just looking for trouble
After a while, Wen Li came to the house to deliver documents to Ling Yizhou, and talked to Ling Yizhou in the study for a while.
When he came out, he didn't expect Xia Lin to stop him.
Wen Li quickly bowed to Xia Lin, "Good morning, madam."
It was really uncomfortable to say hello in his zombie-like cold voice. Xia Lin said bluntly, "Mr. Wen, let me ask you something."
"Madam, if you have any questions, just ask, and I'll tell you everything I know." Wen Li was very obedient.
"Teacher Ling usually says he bribes him, but what do you use to bribe him?"
Wen Li suddenly froze and said nothing.
"I mean, what does he like? For example, some people are obsessed with watches, and some are obsessed with shoes and clothes. Is there anything he particularly likes?" Xia Lin thought Wen Li couldn't understand. She didn't spend enough time with Ling Yizhou. Long, if you think about these things and ask them, it will be easier to know the answers.
Wen Li suddenly raised his head and glanced at Xia Lin thoughtfully, "Madam, sir, I will accuse you."
Xia Lin: "..." Wen Li choked and was speechless for a long time.
Unexpectedly, such a cold-blooded person as Wen Li had the potential to tell cold jokes.
"Hahaha... Mr. Wen, you can really joke. I'm asking you a serious question." Xia Lin found her voice and laughed a few times.
"I'm not kidding, sir, you are a wife controler." This time Wen Liquex answered in a very formal manner, even his expression became serious.
Xia Lin took a step back, wanting to escape.
"If you don't have any other questions, madam, then I'll go get busy."
"Oh, okay." Xia Lin quickly gave way, Mr. Wen, please leave quickly. What a shocking statement.
Even if Ling Yizhou is a wife-controller, he can't just pack himself up and tie a bow to give it to him. Besides, he just rejected him yesterday, that would be bad.
Throughout the day, Ling Yizhou handled work in the study, in the living room, in the bedroom, and in the place where Xia Lin was.
After dinner, he wiped his mouth and waved to Xia Lin, who had been thinking about how to attend the event tomorrow. "You haven't thought of it yet? Come here and I'll tell you."
Xia Lin hesitated for a moment and then passed. Who makes him the uncle
Ling Yizhou grabbed her wrist and put her on his lap, holding her soft body with satisfaction.
"You... say it quickly." Xia Lin pushed him, fearing that he would be aroused again later.
"Kiss me ten times."
"You are so shameless." Xia Lin exclaimed, "Three times." Staring at his perfectly shaped lips, she suddenly remembered the beautiful feeling in the car last time, and Xia Lin agreed by mistake.
But after ten clicks, when the chicken starts pecking at the rice, I’m afraid it won’t look good.
"Eight." Ling Yizhou took two steps back.
"Five, no more."
Ling Yizhou thought for a moment, "Let's get started."
Xia Lin put her arms around his neck. In fact, it wasn't difficult to kiss him five times. She didn't know how many times he kissed her in bed yesterday. On the outside, this deal seemed to be a good deal.
However, when she finished the kiss and was about to remove her lips, Ling Yizhou suddenly held her down and touched her lingeringly. Xia Lin finally understood that it was just a good deal on the outside.
After the kiss, Xia Lin was already in a state of hypoxia and hurriedly pulled away from him, "You... why are you sticking out your tongue!"
The feeling of sticking out her tongue made Xia Lin feel embarrassed, ashamed and angry. She suddenly became panicked. Who was going to tell her that this could only be counted? If you stick out your tongue, you must not just count it!
However, Ling Yizhou held her face and said, "Continue."
When the kiss was intense and confusing, Xia Lin had an out-of-body intuition.
Maybe, she will become the first case of suffocation due to too intense kissing. How many people will laugh when they see this news.
Finally, the base of her tongue was numb, and Ling Yizhou let her go, like a satiated wild wolf, but still looking at her greenly.
Xia Lin covered his eyes. She couldn't stand this look, especially now that she felt that her lips and teeth were no longer her own, but his Ling Yizhou's.
"Why do I feel like I'm a bit like those young actors who sell their looks..." Xia Lin said in a low voice.
Xia Lin was furious when his butt was slapped suddenly. She puffed her beard and glared and was about to scold him when Ling Yizhou said coldly, "Does anyone think that kissing your husband is betraying your lust?"
Xia Lin was stunned. That was true, but their marriage was also a little different.
"I'll go with you tomorrow."
Xia Linsiwei was quickly pulled over, "What? You're going too? That's a movie promotion and variety show, what are you going to do?"
Ling Yizhou chuckled, "Do I know who the investor in that movie is?"
Xia Lin looked at his expression and thought for a long time. Although he was very reluctant to admit it, his attitude was very obvious, "You?"
"It's me." Ling Yizhou began to change the dressing on her finger. "I, the investor, are going to attend a promotional event. They should welcome me."
"But that event was just some actors getting together to play a few variety show games. You want to play games with me? It was filmed by many people." Ling Yizhou has not officially appeared on the screen yet, and Xia Lin is a little curious.
"I'll wait for you backstage." Ling Yizhou said lightly as if he had already decided. Seeing that the flesh on her ring finger had begun to grow, but the nail cap was gone, the originally beautiful green fingers became like this. frown.
"Then we still have to pretend to be strangers." Xia Lin nodded, "But Pan Shuangshuang, the leading actor, will definitely go there tomorrow, so be prepared."
After Xia Lin finished speaking, she saw him staring at her fingers and smiled easily, "It's okay, the nails will grow back. It's not onychomycosis."
"Mumu, do you want a ring?" Ling Yizhou said suddenly.
They had received the certificate for so long, and this finger should have been wearing the only thing that belonged to them. As soon as he thought of the ring, Ling Yizhou felt the excitement that belonged to a man.
She married him and became his. The two people's initials would be engraved on the ring. It was a testimony of their mutual possession, a token of marriage, and a token of happiness in the future.
Xia Lin withdrew her finger and said, "Mr. Ling, what are you thinking about? How can we wear a ring in a hidden marriage? The reporters outside are so powerful now. They will know it at a glance." After saying that, she yawned and stood up, "I Go prepare your clothes for tomorrow first, and go to bed early today, and your complexion must not be inferior to others."
Looking at her leaving figure, Ling Yizhou narrowed his eyes slightly and felt lost for a moment.
If someone could estimate emotions, he would probably know how big the gap is from excitement to disappointment.