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

hand……

Bao Jinghan raised his hand subconsciously, and looked at it in front of his eyes.

Fair skin, clean and delicate.

But in her eyes, it seemed that there was still thick blood plasma, which was very dirty and had a strong smell of blood!

then--

She pulled out the needle in her hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, barefoot, stepping on the carpet, and walked towards the bathroom.

Maybe she didn't even know where she was now.

He just opened the bathroom door with blank eyes, went in, and turned on the faucet on the washstand.

Blood... so much blood!

Bao Jinghan impatiently rubbed her fingers, palms, and picked her nails.

A pair of white and tender hands were flushed red from being rubbed by her with almost rough movements.

But she was still dissatisfied, and kept rubbing, letting the cold water wash her hands.

Until, another figure suddenly appeared in the mirror.

"what are you doing!"

Lu Yan, who didn't see anyone when she entered the room, hurriedly put down her things and followed the sound of water to find her.

Seeing this little girl with bare feet, standing on the cold brick floor, washing her hands by herself, his heart "thumped", and he had a bad premonition.

It wasn't a big deal to wash her hands thoroughly, but she didn't even notice him coming in after washing for a long time, which made people feel uneasy.

woohoo-

The sound of water flowing.

Lu Yan looked down at her hands that were almost torn by her rubbing them under the water, and frowned.

"Don't wash it, it's clean enough!"

Involuntarily pulling her hand, Lu Yan picked up the towel on the shelf and wiped it for her.

But Bao Jinghan stubbornly wanted to break free.

"do not move!"

Not wanting to hurt her, Lu Yan didn't force her to fight, but ordered in a low voice.

While talking, he didn't raise his head, and continued with the action just now, meticulously wiping her fingers, palms, backs, and even the gaps in Zi's house.

He was so serious, his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was treating a treasure, a beloved gun.

Bao Jinghan looked at him dumbly, his eyes were empty and dazed.

After a long time, she withdrew her hand abruptly, moved her hand under the faucet to rinse it, and said a word in a low voice——

"dirty!"

The hoarse voice was light and floating, without any strength.

But when it landed in Lu Yan's ear, it was like a steel needle, piercing his eardrum with pain.

Before he could speak, Bao Jinghan's voice of talking to himself came again: "I can't wash it off...why can't I wash it off..."

By the way, Lu Yan understood that what she washed was the blood from last night!

Could it be that the woman she was locked with last night... was she killed? !

A trace of doubt gathered in his eyes.

impossible!

He believed that with her ability, if she wanted to really kill someone, she would definitely not make herself so embarrassed.

But in a more elegant way, to solve that person's life!

Thinking of this, Lu Yan hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, stretched his hands down the water, and gently held her hand.

"Jinghan, it can be washed off! Let me wash it for you, okay?"

The cold water flowed across the fingers of the two of them.

The temperature of Lu Yan's palm tightly adhered to her cold hand, gently rubbing the back of her palm and brushing her fingers.

Fingertips, finger edges, finger crevices...

Ten fingers entangled.

The warm feeling spread slowly along with his touch.

It seems to extend to the apex of the heart.

Some itches!