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

Oh, the memory of this night, apart from the gorgeous fireworks, there is also the ending of the two chatting with each other clutching the quilt.

Except for a few deep kisses, Lu Yan really didn't bother her, just waited for her to take a shower and hug her to rest.

But Mrs. Lu, who took office immediately, was full of thoughts, and she was a little sleepy, turning left and right and couldn't fall asleep.

Lu Yan looked at the little bride in her arms, tossing and turning like pancakes, and chuckled unconsciously.

"Why, can't sleep?" He raised his handsome brows, he had taken off his formal clothes, and he had a wild and unruly charm in the night, especially when he was so close, Bao Jinghan was almost burned by his staring.

Involuntarily, he cast a blank stare at him.

She shook her head, "I really can't sleep."

"You mean, you want your husband to help you fall asleep?"

heard.

Bao Jinghan's first reaction was that he was molested.

The second thought is, how can he help...

But after thinking about it, she realized that her flushed face was almost hot enough to fry an egg: "Cough, it's still—"

"Ma'am, you owe me a bridal chamber candle. Remember to double it in the future!"

As if seeing through her thoughts, Lu Yan spoke again.

But Bao Jinghan had the feeling of being struck by lightning. She raised her head and blinked her eyes in a daze from Lu Yan, a little suspicious. Is the guy in front of her really the Lu Yan she knew?Why did he say this kind of thing more and more smoothly, like a seasoned veteran who has molested countless women!

The corners of the mouth twitched slightly.

Mrs. Lu was silent again, "..."

But Lu Yan was relentless, hooking her chin, forcing her to look at him.

After repeated questioning failed, he took out his trump card and scratched her waist directly. The itchy Bao Jinghan repeatedly begged for mercy, and tears came out of laughter.

"Haha... Husband, please spare me!"

The soft sound of begging for forgiveness, mixed with laughter and panting, was as soft as a handful of clear water, and also like the melody of silk and bamboo orchestras.

Regarding her reaction, Lu Yan squinted her eyes in exceptional satisfaction, and stopped slightly.

The fingertips were slightly bent, clasped around her waist, and said with a wicked smile: "Forgive me! But, you have to answer me!"

"I said, I said..." There was nothing to do with the itching, Bao Jinghan grabbed his half-open collar uselessly, bit his lips tightly, held back a lot of courage, and spoke softly, only to let the two The voice heard by people said: "I will love you, and I will love you twice in the future, okay?"

"It sounds like it's not very willing."

Lu Yan frowned, and the expression on Jun's face seemed a little dissatisfied.

And the fingertip gently drew a circle on the place where she couldn't help itching.

Bao Jinghan immediately bent over, curled up like a small shrimp, snorted softly, and nodded repeatedly: "Willingly, willingly! Ah Yan, let me go!"

"Seeing how sincere you are, let me let you go. However, remember what you just said, don't play tricks—"

After such a fuss, she, who was not sleepy at all, was even more unable to fall asleep.

She simply got up, leaned against the broad chest, directly used Lu Yandan as a human cushion, grabbed him, and refused to let him sleep, let him chat with her.

Let's talk about the two of them, one is more eloquent than the other.

They can talk about everything from all over the world, and they can talk about everything together.

But while chatting, Lu Yan suddenly changed the subject, playing with her on his chest, occasionally sneaking into the silk hair between his collar and asking: "Today's wedding, do you have any regrets, Hanhan?"

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