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

The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and the more I spoke, the lower my voice became.

Bao Jinghan took a low breath, and silently curled up his legs again.

Through the thin silk quilt on her knees, she lowered her head and pressed her face between her knees.

There was heat in his eyes.

The tears that had just stopped for a few minutes flowed down uncontrollably, soaking the silk quilt on the knees, leaving a cool feeling.And the silk quilt seemed to be soaked in tears, as if it was stuck to the eyelids.

Silently venting the panic in my heart.

Bao Jinghan pulled his hand out from the palm of his buddy Su Nuanxia Weiliang.

Wrap around your knees.

The fingers are intertwined and clasped tightly.That curled up little body shivered suddenly.

The shoulders also shrank slightly.

Speaking of which, Sheng Qing is a thorn in Su Nuanxia's heart, a sharp thorn.

But for Bao Jinghan, this thorn was worse than worse.

The difference is that Su Nuanxia, ​​apart from this thorn, is the affection of her childhood sweetheart, a deep love that cannot be measured by others.For Bao Jinghan, this thorn is an unsolved mystery, a nightmare full of horror and blood, and a guilt for not being able to explain to his best friend.

therefore--

Facing Su Nuanxia, ​​Bao Jinghan felt very uncomfortable.

Indoors, fell into silence.

The quiet Bao Jinghan could almost hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

The quiet two were very close, but it felt as if they were far away.

Drop drop!

Knowing that the electronic alarm watch on the bedside suddenly rang.

Bao Jinghan's heart was startled suddenly, and his hands shook unconsciously.

At this time, Su Nuanxia suddenly spoke.

Although the voice was deep, it didn't have the gloomy atmosphere of the past. It came out from between the lips and teeth leisurely, and fell into Bao Jinghan's ears.

It made her feel a seriousness that belonged to Su Nuanxia.

"The matter of Sheng Qing has nothing to do with you! Bao Jinghan, remember, you are the victim—"

Su Nuanxia suddenly stood up.

Under the sunlight, her pure black skirt made her taller, more beautiful, beautiful and fair.

But there was no expression on her face, no sadness, no resentment, no resentment, and no smile.

He lowered his head and stared at her.

His clear eyes shone away from the gloomy aura of the past, and lightly flicked across the top of Bao Jinghan's shiny black hair.

Immediately, she stretched out her hand and lowered her figure slightly.

Gently resting her hands on Bao Jinghan's, she broke apart her tightly entangled fingers one by one, and then held the fingers that were colder than her own palms, and slowly lifted them up.

"Bo Niuer, look up at me! Look at me—"

His tone became sharper.

At this moment, Su Nuanxia looked a little more awe-inspiring and unapproachable, but her eyes fell on Bao Jinghan's with unusual concentration.

After a moment of silence, she spoke again: "Sheng Qing's death was not your fault. You didn't feel sorry for me or him, and you don't need to be sad because of Sheng Qing's death. The reason why you can't get over this road Kan, because when Sheng Qing passed away, you were the first person to discover him. You feel that you didn’t notice it immediately, you feel that he is so close to you, and you feel that the reason for his death is too strange ,so you……"

ps: There is a major earthquake in the literary world, and everyone is in danger.Lone Xiao has slept for an hour since yesterday, and has been revising.Name, introduction, chapter name, etc., and it is extremely troublesome for the author to modify it in the background!The original title of this article was changed to the current one because of yy, girls, let’s make do with it first, because I don’t know if it will be blocked after tomorrow.And if all is well, it will be changed back later.Girls who don't believe it can go to Longkong to have a look, Baidu search, and you will know... Also, Lone Xiao who has been working for more than [-] hours can't hold on anymore, sorry girls!