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

110, 1... 150!

As the speed soared, the champagne-colored car bit even tighter.

But it can be seen that the opponent is chasing very hard.

At this moment, Bo Junchen was staring intently ahead, his eyes were as dark as a sky without stars and moons, making people want to walk into it, touch it, and explore it.

He glanced at that side face.

Bao Jinghan withdrew his gaze, leaned back into the comfortable passenger seat with peace of mind, and stretched leisurely.

For some reason, even with all the barriers before, she still believed in him.

Believe that he will not harm her!

Sure enough, Bo Junchen's big boss did not disappoint her. When he was approaching a turn, he suddenly accelerated again, and then came a big steering wheel. When the opponent who had cheated him was speeding forward, he turned again and rushed in the opposite direction. drove over.

The speed is very fast. It is estimated that by the time the car behind reacts, their car has disappeared from sight.

The sparse shadows and lights on both sides of the road, in the fast speed of the car, turned into gorgeous lines, dragging and passing by.

The quiet road, the quiet carriage... It seems that even the world has fallen into silence.

The two seemed to be competing, and they seemed to have made an appointment in advance. Neither of them said a word while the car was driving.

It wasn't until the car turned around the hairpin turn and drove along the Linhai Highway towards a private pier that it stopped.

"get off!"

It is short and concise again, like two words of an order.

Bao Jinghan looked at the car lights, as if he couldn't find the end of the night.

After stopping, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Although summer is approaching, the night wind by the sea is still very cool, a bit like a cold knife, blowing past, causing Bao Jinghan's skirt to sway and her long hair to fly.

But at this time, Bo Junchen took off his coat and pressed it on her shoulder forcibly. He was copying his pocket with one hand, and stood beside her silently.

Leaning on the railing, I looked at the sea under the dim light, which seemed to be deeper than the night.

The familiar temperature and familiar smell, along with the pressure of the clothes, brought back the memories of Bao Jinghan's five years away from his hometown.

She used to be very attached to him, but she always stayed away from him.

now--

"Do you know when was the last time I drove in such a hurry?"

Bao Junchen opened his mouth suddenly, but Bao Jinghan was a little puzzled by what he said, so he turned his face to look at him.

And he continued talking to himself: "When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I was young with Li Fusu and his group of ignorant gangsters. In the middle of the night, I raced around downtown Paris, but I found it boring to come out on top. .Later, I raced again and again, from hostile hands, from the hail of bullets and bullets, apart from being shocked, I was glad that I was still alive. In my memory, there were two more times, one was because the old man replaced me and Xia Xia got engaged, another time because of you..."

"What do you mean by saying this now? Do you want to tell me that you were once young and frivolous? Or that you have escaped from death countless times. Or reiterate that you love Sister Nuanxia more than every thrilling catastrophe?" You will have a deep memory for the rest of your life, huh?"

Tilting her head, Bao Jinghan always smiled lightly and peacefully.

But even so, she still couldn't hide the radiance in Gu Panjian's eyes, as well as the unruliness and dignity carved down to her bones!

She turned around, leaned against the railing, lowered her head to close the glare in her eyes, her voice became colder: "I have been hiding from me for so long, it's time to tell the reason, my dearest... Uncle!"

The group number of this article: 104909432, the stepping stone: young master lonely.