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

His vision dimmed and dimmed.

Everywhere you look is soft and white.

Only on the pair of trembling little white rabbits that rose and fell with her breath, there was another touch of pointed pink.

It is a stunning temptation, a fatal charm that seduces a man's desire.

Gorgeous, charming.

Seductive!

But at this moment, besides the visual impact, this kind of temptation brought him more self-blame, an unfathomable desire to hug her tightly and lock her tightly in his arms. thoughts.

For the first time, the iron-like man with strong bones felt a sense of fear.

He was afraid, afraid that if he let go again, this little Nier would leave him...

"Blood...blood...cold...so cold..."

Bao Jinghan, whose bones were so burned that his whole body was limp, was trembling uncontrollably, and he was still speaking unintelligible ravings.

They were all very short words, but to Lu Yan's ears, every word and every word was engraved on his heart.

Like a knife.

"Good boy, Jing Han...it's safe here. With me here, no one will hurt you anymore! No..."

He pulled the quilt over and wrapped her tightly.

Lu Yan hugged her from behind and whispered softly in her ear.

This warm and mellow voice is so soft that it can almost squeeze out water, it is not at all like the usual domineering and chilling.

But Lu Yan, who was in a hurry, didn't notice it himself, and Bao Jinghan, who had been burned for a long time and couldn't tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north, was even less likely to notice.

She just vaguely felt that someone was calling her, and that there was a warm support behind her.

Jing Han is good, Jing Han is good...

It seemed like she hadn't heard that for years.

In the nightmare, the darkness gradually receded, and the smell of blood surrounding her seemed to disappear.

And in the depths of my heart, the lingering knife edge, that ferocious and desperate face, were slowly sealed up again along with the comforting sound that seemed to come from the sky, but was close at hand.

"Mommy mommy……"

Dry, slightly pale lips trembled slightly.

He murmured out the title that carried her countless nightmares.

A line of tears slid down the corner of her eyes.

Crystal clear.

Hanging on the eyelashes, trembling slightly.

It meanders across the nose, the lip line, and squeezes into the lips again.

Throat tight, Lu Yan couldn't help taking a breath, patting her hand paused slightly, and hugged the little girl even tighter.

There is something indescribably uncomfortable in my heart.

Maybe it's because she's used to her madness, her toughness, her self-denial, her clever sister Hui, her shrewdness, her strategizing, even when she's sad...

This little Nier has always been like a seductive and cunning little fox, a little wild cat with rebellious bones all over her body, who often does some desperate things.That personality is terrible, a little donkey, but now, he sees that she is fragile and cannot be on her vulnerable side.

"Mother……"

"Don't leave...I..."

"I am scared……"

In a coma, Bao Jinghan's pointed brows were slightly wrinkled and wrinkled into a small ball.

The originally pale and lovely cheeks showed an abnormal flush.

The dry, slightly blood-colored lips opened and closed, raving non-stop.

Frustrated and confused, she called her mother for a long time, sad and sad, and there was even a hint of despair in her trembling and subtle voice——