A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Approach a small pool deep in a hydrangea bed.

Bao Jinghan was half bent, washing his hands by the pool.

From a distance, the bright yellow skirt swayed in the wind among clusters of hydrangeas.

The dark black silk is also slightly rippling in the refreshing and warm spring breeze.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

Ye Tengda stared at the slender figure, his pupils trembled involuntarily, as if his eyes were squinted by the glare of the sun.

In my mind, a familiar figure suddenly flashed.

The figure that occupied the deepest part of memory entered my heart like lightning.

What followed was that person's desperate eyes filled with strong hatred, condemnation, and anger that was too late to speak!

--damn it!

Why did he remember these past events again? !

Shaking his head vigorously, Ye Tengda clenched his fists fiercely, tried his best to smile, and walked towards Bao Jinghan.

But he was not near the flower-bed yet.

I saw a stone flying straight towards me.

Ruthless, accurate, steady——

It hit him straight on the forehead.

The dull pain hit, and before he had time to breathe out the pain, the redness flowed down the wound.

But the stone rolled down ironically at his feet.

"Stop! Don't set foot in the hydrangea garden, you'll dirty them!"

The voice that was obviously soft and gentle, but at this moment, the words spit out were extraordinarily sharp.

Like a knife like a sword!

Standing among the flowers, Bao Jinghan turned off the faucet in front of him without haste, turned around calmly, stepped out of the flower garden without looking sideways, stepped on the soft and green lawn, and returned to the gazebo.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Ye Tengda.

And her indifference, to Ye Tengda, is like a strong medicine.

He even forgot the pain on his forehead, his eyes were stained with deep anger, he followed Bao Jinghan's figure, and looked at the pavilion.

Seeing her drinking tea and fighting dogs leisurely in the gazebo, in an instant, his tense emotions burst out of his heart.

"Bo Jinghan!"

Three steps and do two steps.

Ye Tengda hurried over, stood on the steps of the gazebo, glaring at the woman sitting in front of him.

Just about to take a step forward.

Just heard a loud dog barking, definitely higher and thicker than his voice.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

"Momo, don't make trouble."

Calmly, Bao Jinghan stopped the pet dog, and Bao Jinghan gracefully twisted a macaron and handed it to her mouth.

Turning to look in Ye Tengda's direction, his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Mr. Ye, what are your orders?"

"you--"

Looking into those eyes, Ye Tengda breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembered the purpose of coming to find her alone, and suddenly swallowed the reprimand that came to his lips.

And gritted his teeth to suppress the fire in his heart, clenched his fists tightly to stabilize his emotions, and opened his mouth in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Hanhan, I have been looking for you for a long time. Your girl's temper is not as good as yours. Mom doesn't look like her at all! It's too explosive! It's a good thing that I was the one who smashed it, it would be bad if it was someone else..."

After the sound fell, Ye Tengda pointed to his forehead meaningfully.

Near the hairline, there was a small gash cut by the sharp point of the stone, with blood winding.

Bao Jinghan squinted his eyes halfway, as if looking at the wound on his forehead with appreciation.

The corners of the mouth curled up evilly.

He was slandered in his heart, it seemed that Ye Tengda's 'support' for the Bo family was bound to win!Otherwise, with the smash just now, he should have jumped up and killed him long ago!