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

accepted.

She just agreed? !

Bao Jinghan still can't understand what happened to her just now!

It won't be hypnotized by Lu Yan, or...

Let's play a trick!

nonono——

What a mess!

Bao Jinghan turned over the pillow and pressed it directly on his head.

Just let her suffocate herself...

Bao Jinghan, who was wailing in her heart, lay on the bed, sighed sullenly for the nth time, and finally came to a conclusion-her brain is definitely hot!

"Mummy?"

The milky voice, dragging deep sleepiness, came from beside me.

Bao Jinghan, who was still immersed in doubt and grief a moment ago, immediately withdrew his thoughts and pulled away the pillow that was pressing on his head.Sitting up, she looked down at Mengbao Jingjing, who was rubbing her eyes, and Tangtang, who was sleeping deeply and sweetly.

He stretched out his hand to embrace Jing Jing.

"Baby, what's the matter?"

"Mommy..."

Quietly burrowed into her arms, her little face pressed against her soft chest, instinctively rubbing against her, like a little beast begging for protection.

"Having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mommy is here!"

"Mommy... Dad, Dad... I don't see you..."

Listening to Jing Jing's more and more proficient calling of "Dad", Bao Jinghan's previously agitated heart seemed to have finally calmed down a lot because of his soft and soft calling.

She hugged Jing Jing silently, and asked in a low voice: "Does Jing Jing like Dad?"

In the past, when asking this child a question, he always waited a while before responding.

But this time, he didn't seem to think about it, so he nodded obediently.

"Dad...sleep...sleep together..."

Quietly repeated that stubborn little wish before.

Bao Jinghan looked down at Jing Jing's powdery face, looked at his sleepy eyes, patted his back lightly, hummed a lullaby, and explained to the child.

"Quiet, the bed is not big enough. Dad slept in the guest room. Now you sleep well, Mommy promises you that when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will be able to see Dad!"

Mengbao stared at his tired sleepy eyes, and instinctively yawned, but still insisted on not resting.

It seems that Lu Yan never sleeps without seeing her.

"Yes, Dad..."

"Quiet."

"Yes, yes... Dad!"

With his persistence, Bao Jinghan really has nothing to do with him.

It was useless to coax him for a while, so I could only send a message to Lu Yan to ask him to come down from the guest room on the third floor.

However, she used the method of sending text messages because she thought that Lu Yan should have fallen asleep and would not notice the text messages.

But soon, her small thoughts were shattered.

The phone vibrated.

Bao Jinghan answered the phone, but before he could speak, Lu Yan's voice came from the receiver.

"What's the code for the door lock?"

Say a string of numbers.

Soon, with a beep, the door opened.

When Lu Yan came in, her quiet and unwavering eyes seemed to light up slightly, and the voice calling him was mixed with a little bit of imperceptible emotional fluctuation.

"father!"

"Shh-"

Lu Yan made a silent movement, approached the bed and reached out to hug Jing Jing from Bao Jinghan's arms: "Brother is sleeping, so Jing Jing can also sleep, okay?"

Nesting quietly in Lu Yan's arms, as docile as a cat, she nodded slightly.

But in the next second, Jing Jing stretched out her hand to wrap his neck around his neck, and slowly poured out a worrying word in his ear.

"Dad...don't...go..."