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

However, what exactly did the old fox arrange, of course, there is no further information.

And the things he doesn't want to say, even if you give him the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty one by one, he won't confide a word!

Therefore, Bao Jinghan naturally wouldn't ask boring questions.

"Grandpa, don't act like an inscrutable fox, I feel uncomfortable looking at you."

Not bound by those usual rules, Bao Jinghan leaned crookedly on the sofa, half-closed his eyes and looked at Bo Lao.

That lazy appearance is more like a fox than the old fox of the Bo family!

It's still the refined kind!

"No one is in front of you, and you show your original shape. You look like a child. I really don't know how I can marry you off with confidence..."

The doting eyes did not decrease by half, but became more intense.

Mr. Bo shook his head helplessly, but there was a hint of pity hidden in the elegant smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hanhan, you haven't answered your grandfather yet, how do you feel about dating Lu Yan?"

Feel like a date?

Speaking of which, today's appointment was originally decided by her on the spur of the moment.

Moreover, several things happened one after another, making the original plan go off track.

But overall, it went smoothly, at least nothing bad happened!

After thinking for a moment, Bao Jinghan lazily raised his eyes, Gu Panshenghui's eyes were refracted by the crystal lamp, adding a bit of radiance and charm.

"Well... I don't know what a date should be like. Anyway, my original date plan was basically in vain. But overall, it went well. At least I don't hate having someone to accompany me Eat, go shopping."

The melodious voice is still moving.

Bo Jinghan didn't hide anything, and satisfies Bo Lao's gossip mentality very frankly.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she finished saying this, Bo Lao burst out laughing first.

"Hahaha... You kid, you still need to make a plan for a date? God, why didn't you transfer the romantic cells between me and your grandma to you at all! How can you use a plan for this kind of thing!"

Raising his eyebrows, Bao Jinghan touched the cold earrings, stared at Bo Lao, and said casually, "I've never dated before, so even if I want to be romantic, I'm afraid it won't be romantic. So, why don't you make a plan and learn from the dating skills of your predecessors?" Well! But who knows...it's not reliable at all!"

Pouted slightly, Bao Jinghan, who remembered something, subconsciously touched his side.

Seeing that the handbag was not there, he jumped up from the sofa almost instantly.

He greeted the maid who helped her carry her things before, and brought her handbag over.

As for Bo Lao's teasing, she naturally didn't take it seriously.

It's just that her movement was so loud that Bo Lao also restrained his kindness and became serious.

"What's the matter, Hanhan?"

Seeing her rummaging through her bags, Mr. Bo immediately added: "I haven't asked you yet, you kid just made a low-level mistake, I asked you to be called Grandpa Weiguo, and when you turned around and you promised him, you called him Rong Jiahe." For brother. What kind of medicine did you buy in this gourd, did you do it on purpose, or did you forget it all of a sudden?"

He is very clear about how meticulous Bao Jinghan's thoughts are.

It was precisely because of this that he paid special attention to this point!

But Bao Jinghan's answer surprised him a little.

"Grandpa, brother should be closer than uncle, right? Although Rong Jiahe is Chief Rong's son, he is not much older than me. The promise that Chief Rong wants is nothing more than to make his son my right-hand man. Then ... You can just call me closer, you won't suffer!"