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

The next morning.

Bao Jinghan's work and rest schedule is still unshakable.

Even though she stayed up all night last night, she still woke up at the usual time.

The difference is that since Aze went abroad to do errands for her, no one dared to disturb her early in the morning, and no one brought her pressed newspapers and freshly matched clothes.

"Hey……"

He turned on his phone and glanced at his mailbox.

Seeing that there was no news from Lu Yan, Bao Jinghan put aside his phone and got up by himself.

While stretching, she habitually approached the French window opposite the bed.

Pressing the control panel on the wall next to the window, the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain walls on both sides opened slowly and orderly to both sides.

Outside the window, the morning sun is soft and bright.

That familiar yet unfamiliar figure seemed to be still standing where he stood last night.

However, at this moment, he was hanging his head, leaning against the street lamp art stand behind him, thinking about something.

This family... is still there? !

Somewhat surprised but understandable, Bao Jinghan was not too surprised when he saw Ji Fan's figure, but raised his eyebrows slightly.His eyes penetrated the clean glass curtain wall, he paused for a few seconds, then looked away, and walked quickly into the bathroom.

When he came out after washing, Ji Fan's figure was still standing in the distance under the long-extinguished street lamp.

Still waiting.

Bao Jinghan's footsteps paused slightly, and she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms folded, staring intently at the figure in the distance.

Because she was too far away, she couldn't judge Ji Fan's feelings at the moment, let alone see his micro-expression clearly.But she could feel that his straight back held his dignity, and there was a trace of hesitation and urgency in his slightly hesitant strides!

Glancing at the clock at hand, Bao Jinghan picked up the phone and called Blood Eagle.

Soon, the figure of the blood eagle appeared downstairs, and approached Ji Fan who was waiting there.

The two are talking.

Bao Jinghan played with the tassels on the curtains at hand, and quietly looked at the two tall and straight figures in the distance.

I couldn't hear their conversations, nor could I see their expressions.

But Blood Eagle raised his hand and pointed in her direction, and then, Ji Fan also raised his head and looked at her, not showing the slightest humbleness, on the contrary, it made people feel that he was enjoying a certain scenery!

The eyes of the two faced each other without any intersection, just like last night.

Bao Jinghan put down the tassel and approached the French window.

He stretched out his right hand and lightly pressed it on the thickened glass.

bright and clean.

The bright sunshine in the morning fell on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, wrapping her standing on the carpet in a harmonious way, casting out a long shadow.

The lines on her fingertips, with the gentle pressure of her fingers, left an unclear mark.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

The blood eagle downstairs was also on the phone.

Bao Jinghan glanced and answered.

Blood Eagle's voice came from the receiver: "Miss, he doesn't want to leave, but still wants to see you. He said that he wants to talk to you alone! You..."

"not see!"

The neat answer is simple, but it doesn't make people feel cold and heartless.

Blood Eagle probably guessed that she would answer in this way, so he called again without further questioning, but turned around and conveyed Bao Jinghan's words to Ji Fan.

But Ji Fan didn't seem to give up because of this, he looked up at the figure who had turned away from the window, and smiled: "I will continue to wait until she agrees to see me!"