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

"You're right, the pure is clear, and the turbid is turbid. In my opinion, the villain who is mischievous is a real gentleman. But you, like a hypocrite, have a hypocrite. It is called—a hypocrite , Jun, son!"

When approaching, Bao Jinghan suddenly stretched out his arm.

Guan Qingqiu, who was holding a glass vessel, left Huiyi, quickly approached Bao Jinghan, and handed over the vessel.

Before Ye Tengda saw clearly, he was reacting.

Bao Jinghan's movements were surprisingly fast, his arm was like a light and shadow, suddenly raised high, and raised it straight to the top of his head.

The snow-white Hao wrist flipped slightly.

wow——

A basin of jet-black water with a burnt smell poured down from the top of Ye Tengda's head.

Then, the emptied glass vessel was thrown heavily on Ye Tengda's head, and pressed down upside down, like a little felt hat, embarrassed and funny.

"Ha ha……"

Bao Jinghan, who had already mastered his acting skills, chuckled lightly.

She took the paper towel from Guan Qingqiu's hand, wiped it carefully, her thin white fingers were stained with stains.

There was sarcasm in his eyes, fixed on Ye Tengda's face: "I always repay my kindness. I don't know if Mr. Ye is satisfied with this!"

"you--"

"Hanhan! What are you doing!"

A vigorous and powerful voice came from behind.

Bao Jinghan's body visibly froze, and he turned around immediately, looking at Bo Lao.

But it was Lao Bo's raised palm that came to meet him.

Snapped!

A loud slap was slapped across the face, but Bao Jinghan cooperated seamlessly, turning his face sideways, as if his whole body was covered.

But Bo Lao hated the iron and steel's mouth, and there seemed to be a pity and heartache hidden in the words: "You child, when will you be sensible? I don't even think about who you are, how can you be so disrespectful?" Things! Hurry up and apologize to others!"

"No! I'd rather die than apologize like this scum! This—"

The annoyed voice was hidden in the coldness, vibrating with the vibration of the vocal cords.

Bao Jinghan turned his head to look at Ye Tengda, who was full of humiliation but secretly proud of himself, and clenched his fists tightly, "He deserves it!"

"presumptuous!"

Bo Lao suddenly let out a loud heck.

The servants around lowered their heads desperately, reducing their sense of existence, wishing to turn themselves into air.

But at this moment, Mr. Bo suddenly called the names, pointing to the few people closest to him: "You, you, and you...Take the eldest lady back, let her go back to her room and reflect on herself!"

"Grandpa—"

"Enough, don't you feel ashamed enough? Go back to the house! Wait a while, I'll let someone book a ticket for you, and send you back to France tomorrow!"

Before Bao Jinghan could speak again, old man Bo, who entered the scene, waved his hand forcefully, and said in a low voice, "Why are you so cold, why don't you invite the eldest lady back!"

……

two hours later.

In the small study on the second floor, there was bursts of wild laughter.

But the one who laughed was not Bao Jinghan who was holding on to the ladder next to the bookshelf, looking for a certain book while standing on it.It was the blood eagle who was sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite her, smiling very loosely, almost lying on the sofa.

"Have you laughed enough?"

"Haha...no...you didn't see Ye Tengda's embarrassed look."

Rubbing his stomach, Xue Ying thought of Ye Tengda's head covered in burnt sewage, with a glass vessel on his head, and a line of dark red blood winding down his forehead, which was smeared by him casually. With a ghostly face, I feel very happy in my heart!

It's fun to laugh naturally.