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

Bao Jinghan narrowed his eyes, and the way he looked at the person in front of him also changed slightly.

Just looked at it, didn't feel anything.

But after hearing this sentence, she really looked at him a few more times from the bottom of her heart.

He thought to himself, this guy is not stupid, he also knows how to sell her, so he can remind her.But after thinking about it, this reminder is also a threat in disguise.Even if it was this guy, he was also worried that he would not be able to control her, so he specially reminded her that Mu Jue could see what happened at this door from inside, so let her calm down and don't do anything out of the ordinary.

However, whether he was reminding or threatening, she, Bao Jinghan, did not really fall into their hands, she was at their mercy!

Ignoring the flirtatious exchange between Boss Xiong and the visitor, Bao Jinghan pretended not to see him, his eyes glanced over the two of them, and he walked straight to the open warehouse door.

The unlucky subordinate who sent the message did not expect that Bao Jinghan would be so bold that he really wanted to "attend the meeting alone"!

This kind of courage, the number one confidant of the young master, probably doesn't have it?

The man was thinking, but he didn't stop, and hurriedly chased after him.

Walking to the rusty door, he clearly felt Bao Jinghan's steps and paused slightly.But before he had time to pause, she took another step forward and approached the door that separated the two sides, but seemed to separate two worlds...

Stepping through that door is really a very, very simple thing.

But after stepping over, Bao Jinghan's footsteps froze.

I only looked at my eyes vigilantly, but I didn't expect that this empty and old warehouse would be turned into a small communication command room.In front of the console, several people were busy with each other, doing their own things without distraction, completely treating everything outside as air.However, seeing these people busy and busy, a signal of extreme tension spread into Bao Jinghan's heart along with this atmosphere.

But it's also strange that she didn't see Mu Jue.

And the more so, the more vigilant she felt in her heart.

The left hand that was pinching the sleeve also became tighter and tighter with the change of thoughts.

But at that moment, a cold light flashed across, and Bao Jinghan dodged subconsciously, but made intimate contact between his back and the big rusty iron gate.

"hiss--"

Gasp.

The pain then hit from the wrist.

Bao Jinghan looked down, and saw a smear of bright red, turning into a thin line, sliding along the back of the hand, sinking into the gap between the fingers, and then dripping from the fingertips onto the gray ground.

And beside the blood drop, a thin silver blade, under the dim light in the warehouse, reflected a faint silver light, falling in Bao Jinghan's eyes, it was extremely dazzling!

"Yo, Miss Bo, we still met?"

This voice sounded gentle and elegant, but there was a chill to the bone in it.

Bao Jinghan subconsciously looked up into the sky, and at some point, that Mr. Mu, whom he couldn't find no matter what, appeared on the three-meter-high container.

Standing proudly, overlooking her with her back against the door.

But his eyes were too cold and poisonous, as sharp as a poisoned blade, looking straight at her, reminding Bao Jinghan of the cold silver flying knife on the ground.

She didn't back down either, and met that cold gaze directly.

The corners of the mouth curled up without any sign, revealing a slight smile: "We met again, but I really can't compliment the way Young Master Mu entertains guests."

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