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

Brightly lit living room, quiet down.

Bao Jinghan packed up the children's books at hand one by one.

But at this moment, Li Yi, who had been crazy with Tangtang all night, was in a state of sluggishness, lazily spread out on the couch opposite Bao Jinghan.

The slender legs wrapped in jeans were slightly curved and rested on the armrest of the sofa.

But the line of sight was deflected in the direction of Bao Jinghan. A pair of narrow peach blossom eyes reflected the halo reflected by the crystal lamp hanging on the top of the hall. Be ruthless!

"Ivan and Grandpa Bo have been in the study for more than two hours!"

"Hmm... He and grandpa seem to hit it off very well. Every time Ivan visits, they always have a long meeting."

Bao Jinghan recalled the past, holding a stack of packed children's books in his hand, and looked up to the opposite side.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

A ray of light came from those black jewel-like pupils.

Emerge, then disappear in a flash!

"Aren't you curious?"

Li Yi turned over, supported his head with one hand, and stared intently at the expression of the woman opposite him.

He raised his eyes and tails at her mysteriously, and gave her a meaningful glance: "The old man is like this, and so is my old man. Their relationship with the Edwards family and Ivan is very delicate! By the way... I remember , it seems that your uncle Bo Junchen and Ivan are also very close. Why, when you come here, he and Ivan are like enemies?! Hey, there is one more thing that I don’t understand. I've been living in Bo's house, and I heard that you are trying to fight against him and give him a cold face, but you didn't drive him away. But at this moment, he must have lost his nerve. Move, roaring, as if trying to escape from something!"

Seeing that Bao Jinghan didn't speak, Li Yi winked at her, lowered his voice with a half-smile, and continued to ask: "Don't you--don't you think it's weird?"

Ivan's previous farewell had already left a lot of doubts in Bo Jinghan's heart.

Now Li Yi reiterated it again, and the question snowballed, and it got bigger again.

He hesitated for a moment.

Bao Jinghan looked down at the book in his hand, his face remained indifferent, but his fingertips were slightly pale when he was holding the book.

"Whether their meeting is about romance or current affairs, as long as it doesn't reach our ears, even if they pick up soap behind closed doors, it has nothing to do with us. As for Ivan and I, there is no possibility at all. As a couple, instead of having ambiguous fantasies, it’s better to stay away. It’s good to be a business partner. Why he left at this time, I don’t know, and I don’t want to know, unless he says it himself, otherwise I will be considered a I am curious, and I will never ask! Sometimes, knowing too much makes me even more tired..."

The low voice stagnated slightly.

Bao Jinghan raised his head, his fox-like eyes slightly narrowed into a crescent arc, looked at the opposite side narrowly, and jokingly concluded: "So! Second Master of the Li family, if your old man is really curious, I don't know I can’t sleep in the middle of the night and get angry. Then, you can ask yourself! If you happen to meet that evildoer Ivan and want to change his taste, you——you can offer him your uncultivated tender chrysanthemum! "

"Bah, you little brat, you're really talented! If you don't hurt anyone, you'll bully Mr. Yao!"