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

——"You are not the favorite... but the true love."

The morning sun shrouded the bedside.The petite person wrapped in a quilt seemed to be extremely tired, and fell asleep deeply.

Lu Yan, who was fully dressed and ready to leave, was sitting by the bed at the moment, staring down at the huddled, seemingly insecure wife.Thinking of how peacefully she slept when she was lying in his arms, it was only not long after leaving her arms that she shrunk herself into a ball again, like a dormant little hedgehog, once someone violated her, she would immediately bundle up With sharp thorns all over his body, if he doesn't pierce the offender into a bloody hole, he is probably an existence that will never give up, right?

Looking intently, he remembered the last midnight of yesterday.

He asked Bao Jinghan, did Tangtang have an answer in her heart?

At that time, Bao Jinghan asked him what his answer was.He has never been able to talk sweetly, so he told her eight words honestly.What's more, he took a nap in the middle of it maliciously, only to see the disappointment in her eyes.Instead of making him feel sad, this made him extremely happy.

To him, she was disappointed, which meant how much more place he occupied in her heart.

Of course, this simple quiz was also countered by Bao Jinghan.When she heard the last three words and learned that he did it on purpose, Bo Xiaoniu became angry and kicked him directly.Although it didn't hurt, he let go of her arm because of dodging.And this little girl is even more slippery than Little Loach, she got out of his shackles directly, and raised her eyebrows at him proudly.

So much so that he lost the warm, fragrant and soft jade in his arms, and his arms were empty, which reminded him of the few months when he was alone in the empty room, and he felt uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Fortunately, that naughty kitten was also playing with him, and didn't really annoy him because of it.Not long after, You rolled down the stairs and returned to his arms.

The two cuddled together and talked a lot. Bao Jinghan seemed to be very worried about his safety. Although he didn't directly explain it, he gave a lot of hints secretly, telling him to be careful of some "ghost hands" here.

As the conversation progressed, he asked her a question and asked her her answer.

She paused and looked at him seriously for a while.

Then, she reached out and held his hand solemnly, interlocking her fingers, raised her eyes and smiled, looked at him, and gave him a four-word answer.

Those four words, as well as her smile, are like images engraved in his mind at this moment, lingering——

She said: "In my life, only you!"

Hold your hand and interlock your fingers.

To grow old together, to accompany each other, to have the same white head.

To cross this life together, without seeking.

For the rest of my life, only you!

That's enough.

enough...

When he got up, the pillow had lost his warmth.

Bao Jinghan put his arms around his knees, quietly recalling what happened last night.Thinking of his promise, thinking of his answers that were not sweet words, but more intoxicating than sweet words, and even more of the response I gave him at that time.

Perhaps, she wanted to say this a long time ago, but she was unwilling to admit it all the time.But now, after saying those four words, she suddenly felt much lighter.

It turns out that admitting a relationship and who you are in love with is also a chic and happy thing.

At least in her opinion, it should be so.

Thinking of this, Bao Jinghan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, reached out and touched his lips that seemed to still have his warmth, his affectionate brows and eyes, like a pool of spring water, filled with warmth that could melt people's hearts !

However, when the knock on the door came, Hanchun's brows were immediately stained with frost, becoming sharp and indifferent...