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

Fingertips slide over.

Tracing and caressing from the edge of the water lily.

He's missing this tattoo since he last saw it.

It is not a totem of any family, and no organization uses this as a mark, let alone the family crest of the Bo family!

But why would she have this tattooed on?

Don't girls cherish their skin the most?

Don't you all want your body to be flawless?

And, where it blooms is still...

How painful it must be to prick this needle!

How did she endure it...

There are more and more doubts.

Lu Yan frowned more and more.

But during that thoughtful caress, he suddenly discovered that there was a shallow scar hidden under that tattoo...

This night has been particularly long.

The next day.

Bao Jinghan, who was half asleep and half awake, habitually reached out to touch the clock on the bedside table.

But after a few back and forth, it was empty.

Until someone suddenly grabbed her arm!

"ah!"

Ghost press?

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Bao Jinghan looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of her, and then at the man holding her wrist. Everything within her sight stimulated her brain.

Memories are like waves, like flowers in a movie, showing and replaying in my mind...

"Little cat, are you awake?"

Lu Yan put her bare arms back under the quilt.

He hugged her waist, leaned close to that porcelain-white face, and kissed her lightly.

But such a light kiss made Bao Jinghan change from a good cat to a wild cat in an instant, opening his sharp claws towards him.

"Land animals—"

"Hey, I want to say good morning."

Lu Yan deliberately teased her, and pulled Xiao Nier, who was about to get up, into her arms.

The moment she closed it, he hugged her and sat up, took an ointment from the bedside, and lifted the quilt.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Without further ado, Bao Jinghan grabbed the quilt tightly and stared at him warily.

That look, just like a little wild cat with fried hair, is so unruly and difficult to tame.

"Apply medicine."

Cleverly broke away her hand that was clutching the quilt.

For "patients" who didn't cooperate with her, Lu Yan directly used the barbaric policy, pressed the naked little girl, and opened the tube of ointment.

**relatively.

His hand pressed again, pressed...

Bao Jinghan was so ashamed that she wanted to kick him to death!

But when he squeezed the ointment on the most intimate and painful part of her body, Bao Jinghan twitched, restraining her desire to kick him to death, and changed her tactics.

"Master Lu...you always rest, I'll come by myself, okay?"

"no!"

The two words were dropped coldly.

The movements of Lu Yan's hands were very light, and the fingertips rubbed and wiped the soft edges.

A cool ointment that relieves a burning pain somewhere.

But as he rubbed, an indescribable feeling grew grass in his heart again.

"Hiss... it hurts, it hurts... Lu Yan, stop!"

Bao Jinghan became ruthless, grabbed Lu Yan's injured hand, and struggled to get up.

"Don't move around! It's fine..."

With a charming mind.

Lu Yan gave her medicine meticulously.

But the softness under the fingertips and the tactful appearance of Cheng Huan in her mind made the simple work of taking medicine extremely difficult.

It's masochistic!

Reason fights evil thoughts.

Lu Yan pressed down on her fingertips, trying to squeeze in several times.

But seeing her blushing face, tears streaming down her face, but her pitiful spirit of not daring to say a word, she had no choice but to give up.

But in his heart, he was secretly cursing the family doctor who came to bring him medicine to treat the wound, what kind of medicine did he prescribe!