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

Ye Jiaojiao, who didn't take advantage of anything, trembled with anger.

Looking up at Bao Jinghan's leaving back, she knew she shouldn't cause trouble at this moment, but she couldn't control her emotions.

"Bitch!"

With a yell, she got up from the ground.

Clenching his fists tightly, he rushed straight over.

"I warned you—"

Stand still, Bao Jinghan's words have not yet finished.

Ye Jiaojiao suddenly opened her hand, and a handful of soil mixed with grass leaves scattered on Bao Jinghan's body without warning, instantly staining the white dress.

"Just skip the reminder, Ye, Jing, and Han!"

The ferocious gaze made her face hideous.

At this moment, Ye Jiaojiao is like a shrew, pinching her waist with one hand, pointing at Bao Jinghan with the other, and cursing through gnashing teeth: "What do you think you are? Do you really think that being a supermodel is great! What about cynthia, haha, you think you are In the eyes of others, how honorable it is! It’s just a broken shoe left over by a man, who dares to boast of being noble, hmph—I don’t know how many men you have slept with, played with, and done in the past five years since you disappeared... "

"Ah-"

Ye Jiaojiao's words were interrupted by a faint chuckle.

The four eyes meet.

The cold and arrogant eyes fell on Ye Jiaojiao's almost distorted face, and the slightly mocking voice slowly spread out in the air, icy cold.

"Ye Jiaojiao, should I tell you that I——you can't afford to mess with me!"

Before he finished speaking, Bao Jinghan turned around suddenly and punched out.

Clutching Ye Jiaojiao's shoulders with both hands, he raised his hand, strode heavily onto his body, and threw Ye Jiaojiao, who had just gotten up for a few minutes, to the ground again.

A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw with a professional edge.

In the distance, Qiao Shukuang, who saw this scene, couldn't help gasping!

"Ah—bitch you—"

"Dare to get up!"

With a chic kick, it hit Ye Jiaojiao's thigh straight.

No time to respond.

I saw Bao Jinghan's skirt flickering slightly in front of my eyes.

Her slender high heels stepped on the side of Ye Jiaojiao's neck.

Stuck Ye Jiaojiao's neck between the heel and the sole of the shoe...

The unruly eyes were soaked with cold light.

Bao Jinghan looked at her condescendingly, and silently made a lip gesture.

Then he retracted his legs neatly and walked away.

A fishy sweetness spilled out of the throat.

Ye Jiaojiao, with dull eyes, reached out and touched the corner of her mouth.

Looking at the bright red at the fingertips, a complex resentment welled up in her heart.

In addition to the silent humiliation left by Bao Jinghan, Ye Jiaojiao, who has both old and new hatred, has no time to think.

Kicking off the high heels and holding them tightly in his hands, he stood up on the ground, turned around and chased in Bao Jinghan's direction.

The fountain, the sound of water rushing.

Ye Jiaojiao angrily chased after her, raised her hand and used the tip of the high heels in her hand as a murder weapon, and threw it at her.

However, in the blink of an eye.

Ye Jiaojiao hardly saw Bao Jinghan move, she directly hooked her neck, clamped her hands, and pushed towards the fountain fiercely.

"Bam—"

The icy walls of the pool clung tightly to his back.

The pattern on the wall of the pool is so painful to cut the skin.

"It seems that you really owe a lesson!"

Ye Jiaojiao's pupils trembled with her unruly gaze.

A trace of regret welled up in my heart, but was instantly extinguished by anger and jealousy.

Dark insidiousness surfaced in his eyes and the corners of his mouth.The vicious Ye Jiaojiao planned to give it a go, and raised her knee to bump into Bao Jinghan's lower abdomen——