Chapter 12: The Vain Male Wife of the Domineering Boss
Mingyao knocked on Lin Zhi's door. When there was no response, he opened the door.
There has been a lot of rainfall in the past few days, and the sky was a little cloudy in the early morning, making the light a little dim.
Lin Zhi's curtains were half open, with the quilt covering her neck. Because she was lying on her side, half of her cheek was sunken in the soft pillow, and her hair was slightly messy.
Mingyao's intuitive thought was that he looked small, but Lin Zhi was not petite at all. After all, he was an adult man, thin and tall. But in this situation, under the large quilt, he gave people a sense of affection and fragility that could be played with in the palm of their hands.
With this inexplicable feeling, Mingyao came to Lin Zhi's bed and called his name in a low voice.
Lin Zhi's eyelashes trembled, as if she was about to open her eyes, but she was unable to do so. She only responded with a heavy nasal tone.
"I'll call a doctor for you."
Mingyao placed the back of his hand on Lin Zhi's forehead to feel the temperature, and frowned slightly when he felt the scorching heat.
He was about to take out the cell phone from his pocket, but before his hand left Lin Zhi's face, Lin Zhi's hand held it.
The young man with a high fever seemed to be seeking the coolness of his palm. He put his palm against his face and rubbed it gently, feeling quite comfortable.
Mingyao's movements froze, and a feeling of numbness spread from his fingertips to his arms. At this moment, his limbs felt strange, as if they did not belong to him.
Mingyao stiffly took out his cell phone with his other hand and contacted the doctor. He stared at his hand that was being held, and after a while he slowly retracted it.
This time he was not asked to stay, but Mingyao heard Lin Zhi seemed to be whispering something. As the voice was too soft for him to hear clearly, he could only lower his head and move closer.
The moment he approached, Lin Zhi turned over from lying on her side to lying on her back, and her lips, which had become a little dry due to the fever, brushed against his cheek and the corners of his lips.
Some of the tingling sensations were too vivid, and my scalp instantly went numb, causing my brain to buzz, and even time seemed to stop for a moment.
Mingyao couldn't hear clearly what Lin Zhi said. He stared at Lin Zhi's lips, his eyes full of inquiry.
Not disgusted, nor rejected?
Because of his physical disability and psychological problems, Mingyao has always hated being touched. When Lin Zhi first lay on his bed, even though she didn't touch him, he was resistant enough. But why not now?
Due to the cold and fever, Lin Zhi's nasal cavity should be blocked, so he had to breathe through his mouth, and it was difficult to let the air take in through his lips and flow along the trachea into his lungs.
His lips were slightly open, and his face, which always had an innocent smile, was filled with weakness. The color of his lips was dull due to the loss of vitality, making him look particularly pitiful.
Perhaps it is not excluded but just an illusion, and it may need to be verified again.
Just verification, the voice in Mingyao's mind whispered.
Lin Zhi slept very close to the bed, and also very close to him.
01 couldn’t help but scream excitedly: [Host! He looks like he's going to kiss you! You are awesome! 】
01 thinks this is perfect control. No wonder the message was not sent out completely. Even if the host is sick, he is still so dedicated! 01 wanted to say something more, but after he finished chattering, he found that the host had completely fallen into a coma and was unconscious at this moment.
Just a simple collision doesn't seem to reveal anything. Since it is an experiment, we need to get more accurate experimental data.
Mingyao lowered his eyes and went deeper into the room.
The already thin air was blocked and squeezed, and the subconscious movement of rejecting and pushing out was forced to entangle.
The whimper in the throat came from the instinct for survival. The signal of needing breathing space forced the young man to open his eyes. His burning red eyes were filled with mist and confusion.
This woke Mingyao up from a paranoid state and he pinched his fingertips hard.
The air flowed into his lungs again, Lin Zhi closed his eyes, and fell into a drowsy state again.
His dry lips were moistened and even turned an excessively red.
Mingyao stared at it in a trance for a long time before suddenly looking away.
The development of the situation has deviated from the trajectory Mingyao expected and is heading in a direction that he cannot control.
Not only did he take advantage of others in a despicable way, violate the agreement he had made himself and crossed the line, but he also wanted to see Lin Zhiyin's eyes filled with mist again because she couldn't bear it.
Thoughts kept sliding into a dangerous abyss, close to the edge of destruction and pity, filling the brain with unknown pleasure.
Mingyao's eyes were heavy, caught in a battle between instinct and reason.
Thoughts were pulled back and forth in my mind, wavering between moving closer and retreating.
Thoughts urged him to move forward, but reason told him to maintain the status quo and cut off all interference.
There was a knock on the door and it was the family doctor.
Mingyao collected his thoughts and returned to his normal self.
Thanks to the antipyretic injection, Lin Zhi's fever subsided quickly.
He slept very deeply, and when he woke up, the sky outside was still a little gloomy, as if it had just rained.
Lin Zhi pressed the solar plexus and glanced at the time. It was 2:12 in the afternoon.
He sat up in bed, feeling a little sore, which was a common condition after an illness.
Lin Zhi touched his lips and asked 01 Mingyao how she reacted after being touched by him.
When Mingyao entered his room and called his name, Lin Zhi was still somewhat sober and wanted to take the opportunity to test Mingyao and find out his bottom line.
There is a high probability that Mingyao will not be able to accept it, and Lin Zhi feels that he can guess some of his psychological activities.
01 recreated the scene with great excitement, and his voice sounded particularly excited.
[He was stunned for a while, then kissed you! I kiss you so hard that you can’t breathe! Host, you opened your eyes but have no impression? 】
Lin Zhi indeed had no impression and felt a little sorry. After all, this was his first kiss, well... it was Mingyao's too, but he didn't even taste anything.
However, Mingyao's actions were indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. Logically speaking, the progress should not be so fast.
Lin Zhi: [Tell me more about his world-weary tendencies. 】
Lin Zhi remembered that 01 said that although the mission had no time limit, the target of the mission would end his life due to world-weariness. So far, he has not found any world-weary tendencies in Mingyao, but some people's mental illnesses are not obvious, especially people with Mingyao's personality.
If the old man passed away one day, it is not impossible that Mingyao would feel that he had nothing to worry about and commit suicide.
01: [To put it simply, the subjects of the mission all have serious mental illnesses, and the idea of self-destruction always exists in their hearts. They want to survive but cannot resist the oppression of pathological thoughts. The redemption system senses the desire for life in their hearts, so it works with the host to redeem them! 】
Lin Zhi understood clearly that Mingyao was already in his trap, and his attempt this time might have just hit Mingyao's spot, whether it was Mingyao's desire for life or desire for sex, in short, Mingyao would not push him away easily this time, and he could also better enter Mingyao's territory.
However, considering the other party's condition, Lin Zhi felt that he could adjust the plan appropriately to avoid going astray.
Paranoid people are troublesome enough, and paranoid virgins will definitely be more difficult to deal with, especially when they are the ones who provoke others. Maybe this is the sweet burden that comes with hunting delicious prey.
Lin Zhi sighed softly in her heart, her eyes curved, and sent a message to the cook, asking her to prepare food.
Mingyao learned that Lin Zhi had woken up and put the phone back on the table.
It was rare for him to be distracted at work, and he was thinking about what to bring back for Lin Zhi when he returned home in the evening as a gift to comfort the patient.
Mingyao thought about it and found that he didn't know what to give.
Lin Zhi likes expensive things that can indicate one's status, but if Ming Yao gave him luxury goods just because Lin Zhi recovered from his illness, not only would Lin Zhi find it strange, Ming Yao himself would think that he was being too weird.
The game of moving forward and backward was still going on in Mingyao's mind, but he put it aside for the time being and concentrated on thinking about the gifts.
Half an hour later, Assistant Gao came in to deliver documents and told Mingyao that Lin Zhi had come to the company.
Mingyao frowned slightly: "Isn't he sick?"
Assistant Gao replied, "Yes, he doesn't look very well."
The special assistant complained in his heart that he only knew about the boss's wife's illness from the boss, so how did he know why the boss's wife came to work?
Mingyao browsed the document and signed it. Now he no longer thought about the gift, but instead wondered whether he should call Lin Zhi in for a talk.
What he did...Does Lin Zhi know? Are you coming to the company now to ask about this?
Mingyao was actually looking forward to Lin Zhi knowing what he had done, so that he wouldn't have to argue between the two ideas in his mind anymore. Would she ridicule and blame him, or something else?
Mingyao stared at the door. Ten minutes passed and there was still no movement. The intercom phone was also very quiet. Lin Zhi did not come to see him.
Mingyao called Assistant Gao and asked him to notify the project team he was most concerned about to make an interim progress report.
The boss never likes people to slack off at work, and everyone in the company has long been accustomed to it, so they can prepare for the meeting after receiving the notice.
Mingyao left the office, looked at Lin Zhi at his workstation, and asked him to go to the meeting with him.
Although this project had nothing to do with him, Lin Zhi still went there happily.
He felt Mingyao's gaze vaguely on him, but he pretended not to notice.
He does look a little bad. He should get enough rest before coming back, Mingyao thought to himself. There was nothing unusual, so it seemed that he had forgotten it.
Mingyao's mind flashed with Lin Zhi's empty eyes, reddened eyes and slightly open lips, and he subconsciously tightened his hands at his side.
It was not until the meeting was over and no one was around that Mingyao asked casually: "Why don't you wait until you are well before coming?"
Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Love your job and be dedicated to it. And I have something to tell you."
Mingyao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but he remained calm and said, "Let's talk in my office."
The conference room is not a good place because there are surveillance cameras here.
This was the first time that Lin Zhi had stepped into Mingyao's office in such a long time. The office, which was dominated by black and gray, gave people the same cold and hard feeling as Mingyao himself. There was a bookcase behind him and a sofa bed next to the bookcase.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting there."
Lin Zhi pointed at the sofa that was obviously exclusive to the owner of the space and walked in that direction.
This is already a bit beyond the line, but Lin Zhi has always been like this.
Mingyao acquiesced and waited for Lin Zhi to speak to him about something.
"Your sofa is very nice, more comfortable than the one at home," Lin Zhi pressed down with her palm and looked at Ming Yao, "It looks like it's a good place to sleep."
At this moment, the debate in Mingyao's mind came to an abrupt end.
Just a look and a word from Lin Zhi determined the outcome.
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