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

When Su Nuanxia entered the room.

As a doctor, Wang Tingwan was at a loss for the girl in front of her who was clutching the quilt in a daze.

With a leather tube in his hand, he said all kinds of good things.

But the young lady in front of her just played wooden figurines with her without saying a word.

It made her neither advance nor retreat.

Until, the sound of the door opening came.

As if she had found a savior, she followed the prestige and opened her mouth to speak, but when she saw the person entering the door, the words that came to her lips were instantly replaced by a half-shocked politeness.

"go out!"

Walking forward in three steps at a time, Su Nuanxia gave Wang Tingwan the order to chase away the guests with her piercing voice.

She sat down by the bed as if no one else was there, but her voice softened, as if completely different from what she said to Wang Tingwan just now: "Bo Niuer, look up at me, I'm Nuan Xia. Look up—tell me, these few days What the hell happened?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tingwan, who just stood up and wanted to leave, reminded her in line with professional ethics.

Before she could finish speaking, the scene in front of her made Wang Tingwan completely dumb.

The mouth still kept a slightly open arc, staring blankly at Bao Jinghan who hadn't responded to what she said just now, raised her head, and turned to Su Nuanxia's direction, two lines of tears flowed like opening a gate to release water down.

At that scene, she was stunned for a full minute before recovering from Su Nuanxia's deliberate cough.

Left with interest.

When she went out, she stood upstairs, and saw the tall and handsome man standing downstairs, with a cool and domineering figure all over his body, quite a graceful figure.

With a slight shrug at him, he couldn't go downstairs soon.

……

in the bedroom.

A silence.

Bao Jinghan shed tears silently, while Su Nuanxia silently hugged her and patted her back.

Wait until she gets tired of crying.

Only then did Su Nuanxia break the silence. In her ear, she asked in a low voice: "Who tied you up? No... I should ask, who locked you up with the dead body! Is it a coincidence, or is it intentional?" ?!"

Sniffing, Bao Jinghan still didn't make any movement, just looked at her.

Her eyes, which were originally empty, were covered with tears and turned into two dark pools, making it even more difficult for people to see the emotions in her eyes clearly.

She silently grabbed Su Nuanxia's skirt, stared at her for a while, then shook her head suddenly.

"I don't know? I still can't tell!"

Seeing her shaking her head, Su Nuanxia's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Staring at her closely, he vaguely had an answer in his heart: "Don't tell me it's Bo Plague God who made you arrested!"

Hearing this address, Bao Jinghan was startled, and suddenly raised his head.

Glancing at her, he shook his head again.

The hand that was holding on to Su Nuanxia's skirt was released.

Bao Jinghan spoke in a low voice, her voice slightly hoarse: "No."