You don't spoil your daughter, right? I do!

Chapter 901 Fragrant

With the help of Lin Hao, Lin Ying'an took nearly an hour to translate the ten pages.

She suddenly retracted her legs and squatted on the sofa, with her hands covering her feet. "Xiaohao. I. I'm done looking!"

Lin Hao looked at his empty hands and subconsciously put them under his nose and smelled them. The refreshing scent of gardenia instantly filled his nose.

Noticing Lin Hao's actions, Lin Ying'an's pair of watery eyes suddenly widened even more, and he ran back to the bed from the sofa with a "thump, thump, thump".

Lin Hao had a slight smile on his face and shook his head gently. He felt that it would be even better if he could be scolded as "Brother, you're a pervert!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and continued translating from Lin Ying'an's work.

I don’t know how long he translated, but he stretched out his body and his bones made a creaking sound.

Looking at the more than 40 records he had sorted out, he shook his head helplessly. He still hadn't made any breakthroughs.

He glanced in the direction of Xiao Taiqing's residence, gritting his teeth in anger, wishing he could sneak in at night and give the other person a good lesson!

He looked at the time and it was almost time to go to bed, so he glanced at the bed in the room.

I saw that my fifth sister was sitting on the bed with her back against the wall, reading a book. Her big watery eyes were secretly looking at me through the top edge of the book.

Lin Hao hesitated for a moment, came to the bed, rubbed Lin Ying'an's head, and chuckled, "Fifth sister, nowadays, elementary school students don't know how to lift up their books to read!"

Lin Yingan blushed a little, shrank her neck, and put the book in front of her face. "Xiaohao, you haven't washed your hands yet!"

"You who just touched my feet can't touch my head!"

Lin Hao let out an "Oh~" as if he had suddenly realized something, and said with a wicked smile, "Then I will never wash my hands again in my life!"

"After all, I can only touch your feet three times, and you interrupted me the last time! Sigh~"

A faint mist rose from behind the book, and Lin Yingan's timid voice came out, "Well. Well. Then I'll give you half of it, okay? Go wash your hands!"

Lin Hao nodded thoughtfully, "Half a time is 0.5 times, which is rounded up to one time! I'll go wash my hands now!"

"Ah?" Lin Ying'an poked his head out from behind the book, but only saw Lin Hao's back as he hurriedly left.

She bit her lips lightly, and her cheeks puffed up like buns. She felt that if it was like this, wouldn't it be endless to touch her?

After washing his hands, Lin Hao quickly came to the bed, hugged Lin Yingan's waist, and lay down on the bed.

He gently rubbed the other person's head and reminded him, "Don't attack at night this time! Otherwise, I will be really angry!"

Lin Ying'an looked depressed, still thinking about how to repay Xiaohao's three times!

Lin Hao turned off the lights, hugged Lin Ying'an tighter, and kissed her forehead through her thick bangs. "Fifth sister, good night!"

Lin Ying'an was stunned for a moment, then snuggled into Lin Hao's arms, rested her head on Xiao Hao's chest, and listened to Xiao Hao's strong heartbeat.

"Well, forget it. Anyway, I can get away with it as long as I marry Xiaohao."

"But, but, what if Xiaohao holds his feet every day in the future?"

"When the time comes, put some stinky tofu, snail rice noodle, and durian on your feet! Hehe~"

"..."

The next morning, Lin Hao first sent Lin Ying'an to the office, and then returned to the villa alone to continue working hard.

I searched for more than 40 results last night. I estimate that it will take about two days to translate the entire book.

Since there was nothing to do in the base anyway, Lin Hao sighed about his miserable life and started to work hard.

Near noon, he put down the work at hand and reconfirmed the results of the translation in the morning.

I searched more than 30 times in the morning, but the results were still unsatisfactory and I didn't find any clues.

I went to the R&D center to pick up Lin Ying'an, and ordered a meal of four dishes and a soup in the cafeteria.

When returning to the villa, Lin Ying'an saw that Lin Hao looked a little depressed.

"Xiao Hao, didn't you find any clues this morning?" she asked cautiously.

Lin Hao looked at the messy pile of documents on the sofa, sighed and said, "I wonder if that old Deng has set the starting page to the last page!"

"Otherwise I'll just bring the tiger bench and pepper spray and run over to give him a good beating!"

Lin Ying'an quickly hugged Lin Hao's waist, fearing that Lin Hao might act impulsively.

"Xiaohao, I've finished my work. I'll be in charge of finding it this afternoon!"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on her cheeks, and she lowered her head slightly. "Just sit aside and play!"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows, and his eyes followed Lin Ying'an's towering chest to the other's feet wearing white socks.

Lin Ying'an turned his head away and wanted to run into the bathroom.

I wore small leather shoes in the morning. The road was very hot in summer and my feet seemed to be sweating. It would be bad if there was a smell!

Lin Hao moved even faster. He suddenly hugged Lin Ying'an's waist, lifted her up and carried her to the sofa.

"Ah!" Lin Ying'an shouted in panic, "Xiaohao. I. I haven't washed my feet yet!"

Lin Hao held Lin Ying'an's waist and moved her down along her straight and slender long legs, pinching her feet.

There were two "click" sounds; that was the sound of her baby slippers falling to the living room floor.

She bit her lips lightly, her eyes watery, and said aggrievedly, "Xiaohao, I. I. That. Is. Dirty!"

Seeing Lin Yingan's pitiful appearance, Lin Hao reached out and wanted to touch the other's head, but suddenly remembered something and retracted his hand.

He rested his forehead against Lin Yingan's and rubbed it gently. "Fifth sister, there's nothing dirty on your body!"

"Hmm!" Lin Ying'an shrank his neck. His cheeks, which were covered by his bangs, felt a little hot, and a faint white mist appeared on his head.

Lin Hao had a slight smile on his face as he played with Lin Ying'an's feet. For some reason he thought of Qing Yi again.

Thinking of Qing Yi's stubborn look, he stuffed her feet into his hands and told himself that they smelled good!

She even wants me to kiss the back of her feet to prove that her feet smell sweet!