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

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

A dangerous scorching light flashed from the depths of his eyes.

"Pfft, your taste is too strong!!"

Bao Jinghan couldn't hold back, burst out laughing.

Just after finishing speaking, he added a serious sentence: "Don't say it, you are really tough..."

"Just be an asshole, you little bitch!"

"you--"

Lu Yan's understatement completely choked Bao Jinghan.

One breath stuck in the throat, not up or down.

brat?

Did he want to say that she ate his dog!

Bao Jinghan shook his head as he thought more and more crookedly.

What does she care about?

Anyway, that dream was also hers, and there was no golden retriever at all, but her...

Before I could think about it, my phone rang.

Bao Jinghan hurriedly bent down to pick up the handbag that fell on the ground.

When her fingertips touched the open clasp of the handbag, the words Lu Yan said immediately came to her mind, "Practice another day, choose your own taste".

On the top of the head, blue smoke floated.

Bao Jinghan regained his composure, took out his mobile phone from his bag, changed into a comfortable position, leaned slightly sideways, and nestled on the seat.

Then he looked down at his phone.

The name displayed on the top made her calm down, and it exploded in an instant——

Su Nuanxia, ​​this girl has the nerve to call!

inhale, exhale...

Bao Jinghan suppressed the burning flame in his heart, and connected the phone.

"Hello? Dr. Su, don't tell me that it took less than a morning to say goodbye, and you will miss me again."

Hearing the calm voice of her best friend, Su Nuan Xia Mingrui's sixth sense told her that there must be something wrong with Bao Jinghan, and they are rubbing fire right now!

But the more so, the more joyful Su Nuanxia became.

"Tch... get out of here, if I like handsome guys as well, how can I fall in love with you girl!"

With a low laugh, Su Nuanxia got to the point, and asked with a sinister smile: "How is it? Is there any qualitative improvement or quantitative change? These lonely men and widows share the same car, and they are all It is of the same nature as the lonely man and widow in ancient times, sharing a ride together. You should be less prudish and learn from the ancients, so who knows how to climb the wall and have a tryst with a scholar, so you can’t hook up in the car ..."

"Su Nuanxia!"

Bao Jinghan gave a cold drink.

In the next second, he realized Lu Yan's existence again, and hurriedly stopped talking, lowering his voice: "Put away the yellow waste that is full of your head, talk about something quickly, and get out of here if you have nothing to do!"

Bao Jinghan felt that Su Nuanxia was particularly abnormal today.

If it was the past, on weekends, and happened to not work overtime.

Su Nuanxia would lock herself in her bedroom, watching heavy porn, while disinfecting her shining planing knife, or exchanging feelings with the mannequins she collected.

Today, uncharacteristically, he actually started talking to her on the phone!

Hell?

over the phone.

Su Nuanxia stroked the photo album in her hand where the other party could not see.

There was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, which was slightly subtle.

"Niu'er, sisters, this is for your own good. Hey, since ancient times, men love beautiful women and women love handsome men. Don't you two take advantage of it? Let's work together!"

"Su Nuanxia, ​​are you okay! Don't talk about me, besides, I'm on the phone!"

Turned over another page of the photo album.

Hearing the faintly angry voice of her best friend, Su Nuanxia joked: "I'm serious with you, you can ask Young Master Lu what kind of car you like! I just read a psychological report. It is said that the car that men like , the bigger the car model, the bigger his body... This is for your sexual well-being, girl..."