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

Ouyang Yi trembled angrily.

But this time, before she could speak, she was slapped heavily by her husband.

The phone fell to the ground.

When Bao Jinghan heard the sudden voice, he immediately hung up the phone.

Turn around and look at Lu Yan.

"Did you... hear everything?"

"Well, it starts with someone wanting to take care of you."

Tilting his head slightly, Bao Jinghan turned off his phone as if nothing had happened, but his bright eyes were always fixed on his face.

It seems to be watching politely, but also seems to be exploring something.

But the corner of her mouth was always raised with a slight curve, full of smiles.

"Since I heard it...how about you, Young Master Lu, make an offer as well, let me compare it, which one should I choose as the beneficiary!"

Bo Jinghan's words were obviously intended to ease the heat of the atmosphere.

It's a joke.

But Lu Yan's answer sounded extremely serious.

"Priceless! In my eyes, you cannot be bought with money. So, I have to wrong myself and trade you with me."

close.

no closer.

Closer!

Obviously, the distance between the two is only more than two meters.

But as Lu Yan approached step by step, something in Bao Jinghan's heart seemed to be shaken again.

That feeling was the same as last time at the lakeside villa.

It seems that there is a wild grass, which is almost ignored by her, taking root and growing grass...

The tall figure stood still in front of her, covering the light in front of her eyes, covering her shadow in her shadow.

The words that seemed to make a promise came to a standstill almost at the same time as his footsteps.

Heart pounding!

The next second—

A tyrannical force struck.

Accompanied by the familiar body temperature and clear breath, Bao Jinghan's body instantly fell into a strong and muscular embrace.

Breathing, suddenly stagnated.

It stands to reason that out of a woman's instinct, she would definitely push him.

But for some reason, Bao Jinghan's instinct seemed to fail.

She didn't move, her body stiffened slightly, then she relaxed and let him hold her.

But this thinking didn't stop for a moment, and even highly mobilized, rehearsing in his mind repeatedly, thinking whether he should speak at this time.

What should I do if I don't speak?What should I say?

Time, minute by minute.

Just when Bao Jinghan, who had never been in a relationship before, was about to suffer from this kind of mental illness of multiple-choice high-altitude selective syndrome, the master who was holding her had already made a choice for her.

Bao Jinghan felt his body lighten, and sat on the table behind him.

Although Lu Yan let go of her, he kept holding her hand.

"Jing Han."

"Ok?"

Bao Jinghan clearly felt the numbness of his fingertips on her wrist.

Hearing him call his name, he couldn't help but look up at him suspiciously.

Four eyes facing each other.

At this moment, she seemed to understand why Lu Yan put her on the table.

Because of this, they are looking at each other at the same level!

"Jing Han."

"Ah."

"Jing Han."

This is the third time...

Bao Jinghan frowned, but the man's right hand landed on the top of her hair at some point, stroking gently.

That movement made Bao Jinghan resound, he was full of doting caress towards Jingjing.

"Lu Yan," gently patted Lu Yan's hand away, and Bao Jinghan glanced at him dumbfounded, "I'm not quiet, if you touch me again, I'll bite you! Also, the tone you called me just now, I don't know Yes, I thought you were calling a child!"