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

"Fortunately, Grandpa Bo is merciful. If you are ruthless, your hands will be ripped apart today! However, the same thing should not be done again in the future. Hanhan, compared to revenge, you can live, you can live You are better than each of them, that is the result that Grandpa Bo, your mother, and we want to see, understand?"

Lu Yan let go of her hand, looked at her with a serious face, and said something with a gentle voice, which was full of heart and soul.

Bao Jinghan nodded obediently, but responded jokingly: "This beating has made me remember. My luck has been tested for a long time, but this time I returned to China, it may be because I spent too much time on it." How lucky, I didn't recover in time, so I missed this one. In the future... I have to give it some time, it needs to recover blood!"

"You think you are playing a game!"

He reached out and knocked on her forehead with her bangs lifted.

Lu Yan adjusted his sitting posture, moved from opposite to her, and wanted to reach out to hold her in his arms.

But Bao Jinghan blocked it subconsciously. Lu Yan was taken aback for a moment, but before he could make another move, he saw the kitten Bo dodged away from him like a slippery loach, sat down on the chair that A Ze had sat before, and He picked up the half-peeled apple, shook it slightly at him, and motioned: "Don't talk about that, I'll peel the apple for you!"

"you sure?"

Looking at the Fuji apple with half of its flesh exposed and oxidized.

Lu Yan slightly raised his heroic eyebrows, looked at the little woman with a faint blush on her cheeks with some amusement, and teased her half-jokingly: "Could it be that you plan to show me the unique skill of peeling apples with one hand? Treat that apple as me, and cut it into pieces to vent my anger!"

Realize that your excuses are lame.

Bao Jinghan, who had returned to his senses, was not in a hurry, picked up the knife, and poked the apple fiercely with the knife in his hand.

Click!

Ding--

The knife pierced into the apple flesh, penetrated, and hit the porcelain plate.

The crisp voice sounded clearly in the quiet room, but Bao Jinghan raised his eyes, gave Lu Yan a charming look with a half-smile, and raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Are you so chubby? Even if you are To vent my anger, this red-skinned, white-skinned thing that oxidizes in minutes outside, has to be something like Ye Jiaojiao who can't stand the test, how could it be you! Besides... I can't bear to..."

Bao Jinghan said the last sentence very quietly.

But Lu Yan's ears are so sharp, she can hear very clearly.

It was this answer that pleased him.

Lu Yan wasn't teasing her, but leaned lazily on the head of the bed, staring at her for a while, and asked in a flat voice, "Then how do you plan to cut it?"

how to cut...

This question really put Bao Jinghan in a difficult situation.

No matter what she said, she was referring to a young lady who didn't touch the spring water. She was good at cooking, but she basically didn't do it.

Peeling apples... I'm not even good at it.

But using a knife as a dart is quite accurate.

The more he thought about it, Bao Jinghan suddenly shook his head, his eyes flicked across Lu Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and finally fell on his freely moving arm, slowly sliding towards his freely moving arm. the hand.

With a flash of inspiration, she picked up a clean, unpeeled apple and placed it in his hand.

Lu Yan looked at her in confusion: "Why, are you going to cheat and let me eat it?"

"No, we cooperate!"

After finishing speaking, Bao Jinghan picked up the fruit knife.