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

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when Jing Jing was coaxed to sleep.

Bao Jinghan looked at Mengbao who was breathing evenly on the bed, raised his head and stretched his sore neck.

"This child... I don't know what happened today, but I just entangled you."

It's bathing, feeding, and playing with...

Even bedtime stories have to be read to him by Lu Yan!

Could it be that this kid has taken a fancy to Lu Yan?

Staring at the man who was sitting beside the bed and carefully tucking the quilt for the child, a trace of softness gradually emerged in his unruly eyes: "He is very happy today, I thank you on his behalf."

"Thank you... maybe I should say it to you!"

After pulling the quilt for Jingjing, Lu Yan turned to look at Bao Jinghan, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually lit up: "Let's go out and talk."

Well, the time has finally come.

Bao Jinghan was not surprised, shrugged, looked at his son again, and went out first.

She has already made enough mental preparations, and said in her heart: After asking what I want to ask, their intersection should be today, so let's draw a perfect end!

Leaning against the railing, Bao Jinghan glanced at the hall downstairs.

empty...

click-

When the lock sounded, Bao Jinghan turned his eyes to stare at Lu Yan who came out of the room, and pointed to the small living room.

"Should we go out to talk, or go to the living room?"

"Go out and walk along the way."

Bao Jinghan had no objection, and made a please gesture to him, then turned and went downstairs.

The two left the mansion one after the other.

The front yard, brightly lit.

Bao Jinghan followed the path outside the house and walked towards the backyard.

The street lamps on both sides shrouded her figure, and when turning, her shadow was stretched out.

The long one almost overlaps with Lu Yan's shadow, but is wrapped in his shadow...

The night is deeper and the dew is heavier.

The wind in the spring night is still a little cool.

Bao Jinghan was wearing a very simple sleeveless skirt, and now that the breeze was blowing, he felt a little cold.

But this kind of coldness can't match the cold aura brought by the man behind her who didn't speak for a long time.

"what!"

The sudden warmth surrounding him made Bao Jinghan scream in reflex.

After a while, she grabbed the man's coat that was suddenly draped over her body, turned to look at Lu Yan in embarrassment, and raised the corner of her mouth to him as a thank you.

"What do you want to know, just ask!"

Standing on the edge of the flower bed, Bao Jinghan tightened his clothes and looked at Lu Yan calmly.

Gu Pan Shenghui's eyes were pitch black.

But under the illumination of the street lamps, the color of the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of flashy warm light, which faded a lot.

"Quiet... what's going on?"

"A type of autism, autism in children."

Talking about Jing Jing's illness, Bao Jinghan showed no extra emotion on his face, and still had a faint smile on his face, as if getting sick was as simple as a small cold.

But those dark eyes concealed too many emotions.

"Can it be cured?"

"Yes... However, there are many prerequisites, such as life factors, environmental factors, family factors, and Jing Jing himself. My priority now is to give him a family besides giving him the best life!"

Bao Jinghan really doesn't like other people looking at Jing Jing with strange eyes.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and turned to Lu Yan: "Lu Yan, you have also seen that I have a pair of children of unknown origin. I don't even know who their father is... and what I want to say Yes, because of this, I can't afford to play your game!"