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

The red glow of the sunset shrouded the sky over the Bo's Manor.

Holding a cup of coffee, Bao Jinghan stood on the balcony, looking at the sky thoughtfully.

At this moment, Aze took her mobile phone and walked quickly.

"Miss, your phone number. It's Miss Yunchun Xiyun's."

"Oh? Give it to me."

After answering the phone, Bao Jinghan hadn't opened his mouth yet, and a hot female voice came from the receiver: "Sisters, are you free tonight? Let's have dinner and go shopping!"

"Give me the address, you wait."

Bao Jinghan readily agreed and agreed on the location.

After hanging up the phone, she explained to Aze and went into the cloakroom.

After quickly changing her clothes, she picked up the car keys on the dressing table, opened the door and went out.

"Miss!" Aze quickly followed, and firmly stopped: "You can't go out like this at night!"

"It's okay, I have this."

Shaking the hat in his hand, Bao Jinghan hurried downstairs.

"But, you..."

"Aze!"

The cold and charming eyes searched past.

Bao Jinghan raised his chin slightly, with an unruly expression: "Whose order do you want to talk about this time, grandpa, or Bo Junchen? Could it be that at Bo's house, I don't even have the freedom to go out to see my friends! Get out of the way—"

The sapphire blue sports car drove out of the Bo's manor frantically.

Speeding all the way, rushing to the agreed commercial building...

*

at the same time.

In the office, Lu Yan, who was working at the desk, frowned and listened to Lin Xing's lengthy statement, which was clearly embellished.

There is only one thought in my mind - making friends carelessly!

"Finished?"

"Well... that's it."

Lin Xing straightened his back, and his clear voice was obviously flattering.

<thia的芳心，绝对不能送玫瑰！她过敏，呵呵……”

With a smile, Lin Xing could almost imagine Lu Yan's expression.

At the same time, one can also imagine his explosive fist touching his handsome face unconsciously.

<thia的真实身份到底是什么，我已经从我家老头儿哪里知道了。你和她五年前的那件风流韵事，我也从三哥那里听说了。如今，不论你是什么目的，不论她回国是什么想法……总之要讨风流债，只有一个办法——娶她！”

Marry her and go home, clean up slowly!

*

The rush hour of commuting to and from get off work.

Bao Jinghan looked in front of him, moved the car less than half a meter at a time, and helplessly called his buddy's phone.

"Chunxi, I'm stuck in a traffic jam."

"Are you stuck too? Me too!"

Grabbing her neat short hair, Yun Chunxi yelled impatiently: "You don't know how severe the traffic jam is on my side! It is no exaggeration to say that if there is a man in this car, believe it or not, sisters The children can make a litter, and this car has not driven a meter! Grandma's..."

"Hey."

With a smile, Bao Jinghan chatted with her a few more words.

But when she changed the subject, she asked decisively, "Jing Han, did you attend any charity dinner with Lu Yan yesterday?"

"You know?" Xiumei raised her eyebrows slightly, Bao Jinghan held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and asked disapprovingly, "Are you checking me too?!"