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

When Lu Yan came, the happiest thing was Bo Junjing.

This little guy was originally gloomy, reading a book in the small pavilion by the swimming pool, Mo Ji at the side teased him many times, but he never gave him a look.This made Mo Ji, who had always boasted of his extremely powerful personality, very depressed.But as soon as Lu Yan came, Tangtang, who was happily thumping in the small pool, didn't react at all, but she was quiet like a little cute pet who saw her master having fun, left her beloved book, and walked on her short legs like a gust of wind Run towards Lu Yan.

He rushed to Lu Yan's side and hugged his thigh directly.

"Daddy, Daddy" yelling, and his intimate attitude really made Bao Jinghan feel jealous!

Sure enough, she raised this little guy for nothing...

Standing by the small pool, Bao Jinghan looked at the little guy who was tired of Lu Yan, and couldn't help feeling jealous and sour.After a while, she came back to her senses, but she didn't realize that she was laughing at herself. She really lived more and more, and she was jealous of her own son.

"came back?"

Strolling over slowly, Mo Ji glanced at Lu Yan, but as if he didn't see it, he turned his head and greeted Bao Jinghan, "Then I'll leave them to you. I still have something to do, so I'll deal with it first..."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ji entered the house without looking back.

Leave space for this family of four.

Three poles in the sun——

The warm sun, gradually hot.

Tangtang, who was still thumping happily in the pool before, didn't want to continue playing in the water anymore. He shouted that he was hungry, and hurriedly swam ashore from the pool, ignoring Lu Yan's existence, and by the way stared at him with hatred The younger brother, who was soulless when he saw his father, reluctantly took Bao Jinghan's hand and walked all the way back to the villa.

Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was really busy.

When it was time for dinner, Mo Ji did not come out of the study.

But when the four of them finished their lunch happily, Aunt Zeng came down from the second floor and whispered in Bao Jinghan's ear, "Miss Han, sir, please invite your husband to the living room. Look... ..."

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As soon as he entered the room, he saw a person standing outside the double-sided embroidered screen with red plums and snow in the living room.

The man was wearing a crescent-white Tang suit, holding a double-eared plum vase in his hand, his eyes slightly lowered, concentrating on the bottle in the hands of the smiling viewer.Just a silhouette, it makes people feel as if they are in an antique picture scroll, see the elegant and unparalleled face of that person, and feel the kind of willful romance that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Only let people eight characters.

——The beauty is like the moon, a peerless gentleman!

And this person is no one else.

It was Mo Ji who made Aunt Zeng invite Lu Yan.

"Young Master Lu, we meet again."

Looking sideways with a smile, Mo Ji put down the antique in his hand, looked at the man in front of him, and at the same time stretched out his hand towards him.The exquisite pupils raised the end of the eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a stream of light in the brows, which flashed past, leaving only the half-warm smile: "Last time I left in a hurry, I didn't have time to chat with you. Today you come as a guest, I always found a chance."

Withdrawing his hand, Mo Ji smiled warmly, seemingly carelessly, but his noble demeanor showed no intention: "As a guest, there is no reason for you to stand all the time. Young Master Lu, please..."

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