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

"Bangdang-"

The heavy slamming of the door was a silent vent.

Bo Junchen was left sitting on the sofa, looking at the corner of the stairs, sighing silently...

"Mr. Bo, you..."

With a deep voice, Aze looked at Bo Junchen disapprovingly.

Hesitant to speak.

"She'll understand."

Not much to say, Bao Junchen glanced at Lin Moxun who was standing upright beside him, got up and walked towards Aze.

Lin Moxun hurriedly tidied up the documents on the coffee table.

When he was about to straighten up and catch up with Bo Junchen, his parents.

Hearing Bo Junchen's cold and warm voice drifting past, his tone was slightly tinged with helplessness.

"Aze...take good care of her!"

Patting lightly on the shoulder, Bao Junchen took a deep look at him, as if commanding, as if entrusting him, very solemnly.

But in the next second, he quickly restrained his expression, stepped upstairs, and left in the direction of the study...

*

Downstairs, Aze went to the kitchen and poured Bao Jinghan a glass of milk.

When he brought it up, he knocked on the door and no one answered.

After opening the door, she found that she was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and there was still half a glass of red wine in hand.

She... must be suffering!

Helpless sigh.

Aze bent down and reached out to brush the long hair on her cheek.

Gazing at her slightly tired face.

She was fast asleep, like a sleepy cat.

But it seems that he will be awakened at any time, which makes people unable to bear to disturb him.

"Hey……"

Ace sighed again.

For five years, he should be the closest person to her.

And the one who knows her best.

But he couldn't do anything except take care of her daily life and do everything she asked.

can only watch...

The central air conditioner blows out gusts of cold wind, which penetrates into the neckline.

A Ze suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly withdrew the hand that fell on her cheek.

Then picked her up, put her gently on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and readjusted the temperature of the air conditioner.

Turning his eyes to look at her again, he left with peace of mind.

Close the door.

The figure of Bo Junchen was in the shadow on the side of the door.

Startled, Aze quickly calmed down.

"Mr. Bo."

"Did she... rest?"

Bo Junchen looked indifferently, and glanced in the direction of the door.

A trace of concern suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

"It's already rested, Mr. Bo."

"Well, it's okay, you can rest too."

Standing at the door, Bao Junchen didn't move a muscle.

Lifting his eyes, he saw Aze's scrutinizing eyes piercing his eyes.

Unconsciously, Bo Junchen added another sentence: "You go, I'm here...stand a little longer!"

*

at the same time.

In a good mood, Lu Yan drove back to her apartment.

When I opened the door, I found that the door was unlocked!

"Could it be—"

The rare smile in his eyes disappeared the moment he unscrewed the door lock, and his dark eyes returned to their former deepness.

Pushing open the door, Lu Yan walked into the entrance.

The room was brightly lit.

A home theater on the wall plays the latest movies.

There was one person lying on the sofa facing the silver screen.

The man was wearing a light gray, extremely cute koala pajamas, but he posed in a seemingly provocative pose.

Laughing while watching the movie.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps that the man suddenly sat up and turned around with a smile on his face.

"Yan, go on!"

A can of beer flew across and smashed straight towards Lu Yan's face.

"How did you come?"

Reach for the beer.

Lu Yan didn't open it, but walked around the couch and sat down on the side sofa.

Immediately, she raised her eyes, and cast her unexpected gaze on the uninvited guest.

Cold, majestic...