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

It was the first time that Aze met Lu Yan's eyes so directly.

That beast-like gaze was as sharp and deep as that of a falcon.

Precipitating the natural domineering and noble spirit, it is like the presence of a king, making people unconsciously want to surrender.

And this illusion that made him bend his knees, among men, apart from Bao Junchen, he was the only one!

Stronger, hotter, more...

"Aze, you are on vacation today, take a good rest!"

Bao Jinghan's voice interrupted his thoughts.

When looking away, Lu Yan opened the car door and got in.

But he didn't start the car, but turned around and fastened Bao Jinghan's seat belt.

Ace saw all this in his eyes.

He didn't speak, he just hooked the corners of his mouth towards Bao Jinghan and nodded slightly...

hall.

By the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Bo Junchen stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, watching what happened outside the window.

In his eyes, Bao Jinghan behaved so naturally today.

Whether it's the intimacy with Lu Yan, or the...respect for him!

Respect……

In Bo Junchen's mind, it seemed that the solemn "Uncle" was still echoing.

Crisp, gentle, without any emotion.

Curtains float.

The warm fragrance blew past with the sound of approaching footsteps.

abruptly—

There was a pain in my waist.

Bo Junchen turned his head abruptly, and what caught his eyes was Su Nuanxia's face full of classical charm, and that smile that couldn't get rid of the haze, which was sinister, as if there was a touch of mockery all the time.

“瘟神？有没有种当爹的看女儿谈恋爱的感觉，是不是特别愤怒，特别不爽，特别想揍那小子一顿，嗯？”

Bo Junchen frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The smile on the corner of Su Nuanxia's mouth deepened.

"Actually, this kind of feeling is slightly sour, a little jealous, and I don't want the little girl I hold on the tip of my heart to be snatched away. Besides the father, there is another kind... as a man! And you, which one is it?"

Looking up at the gentle face of the man in front of him.

But that couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes and the sadness between his brows.

silent.

The sunlight outside the window shrouded the figures of the two, and it fell obliquely on the carpet, elongated.

The eyes meet.

The man in front of him remained silent.

The corners of Su Nuanxia's mouth twitched slightly.

She seemed to be satisfied with shrugging her shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Bo's vision and decision have nothing to say. Lu Yan is indeed a good man. I think he also has the ability and ability to conquer Han Niuer. As for you You are out of consideration, because—you are neither her father nor her man! Am I right, Bo, Wen, God!"

Incomprehensible eyes shot out from the bottom of his eyes.

Su Nuanxia patted Bao Junchen heavily, left that serene smile, waved her hands and turned to go upstairs.

And she didn't know.

After she turned around, Bao Junchen's eyes followed her back all the time, it was so hot, scorching...

The sapphire blue sports car drove out of the gate of Bo's manor with the accelerator pedal.

Bao Jinghan, who had been turning his head to look out the window, suddenly asked, "Where are we going, Mr. Lu?"

"Lu Yan."

"what?"

Bao Jinghan turned his eyes and looked at his sharp side face suspiciously, not understanding why he called his own name!

But soon he turned the corner, he snorted lightly, and repeated what he had just said.

Just changed the title at the end to "Lu Yan".

"Go where you most want to go!"

Lu Yan's sonorous answer made Bao Jinghan look sideways again.

The corner of the mouth was curved and charming, and gradually narrowed: "You are the roundworm in my stomach, you still know where I want to go?"