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

Bao Jinghan's sudden awakening reaction just now was obviously done in a state of insanity.

She didn't even know who was coming, she just acted preemptively out of instinct.

That vigilant and alert attitude must be formed in a state of long-term defense and a tense environment.

If it was a stranger who approached her like a threatening stranger, she would instinctively sense the danger, show off her sharp edges, and shoot unceremoniously, using this method to protect herself.

As for Lu Yan, the person she had had close contact with was also the person she would not defend against.

So, as soon as he made a sound, Bao Jinghan instantly let go of his guard.

In the final analysis, this vigilance is still because of her life.

What exactly did she go through to develop this almost sad instinct? !

Lu Yan clenched his fist slightly and sighed silently.

The dark color in his eyes was replaced by a touch of concern at this moment, gradually becoming richer and gentler.

"Is this how you come here these days?"

The mellow voice is mixed with too much emotion.

For a while, Bao Jinghan couldn't distinguish his emotions, but hearing this inexplicably, the embarrassment in his heart was replaced by an indescribable sourness.But it's warm, as if the hard heart that has been infected has softened a lot, and it has become a little less like my own.

"..."

Watching silently.

Bao Jinghan lay on the edge of the bathtub and slowly lowered her head.

The crimson red lips were slightly pursed, as if suppressing his emotions.

"Afraid?"

Sitting down along the side of the bathtub, Lu Yan stared down at the little woman who lowered her head and said nothing, her tone remained calm, but in that extravagant voice, she was not only unconsciously involved in a different kind of tenderness: " Don't be afraid, there will be me in the future..."

With him, he will protect her.

With him, he will take care of her.

With him, with him...

Lu Yan held her thin shoulder with one hand.

The hot water wet his sleeves, but his body temperature seemed to be steaming into every pore of hers, floating the nervousness that was always entangled in her heart.

The tense string in my heart suddenly broke.

A barely audible whimper pierced through the silence of the room.

Lu Yan didn't dislike the water stains on the ground, she slid directly off the bathtub wall, knelt down on one knee by the pool, and stretched out her hand to lift her chin.

Her small face, like suet and jade, was full of tears.

Bao Jinghan closed her eyes tightly, crying in a suppressed manner.

"Jinghan, don't suppress yourself so much in front of me from now on. What self-denial, what will, let them go to hell! I like your true face, your true temperament..." I still like you.

He reached out and hugged her again.

Lu Yan didn't ask her about the nightmare at all, but hugged her shoulders tightly and patted her back.

He let the water soak his clothes, comforting her silent crying like coaxing a child.

At this moment, his thin kitten was as soft as water, filling his arms.

The delicate and warm touch was not unfamiliar to him at all, but it stirred his heart, which was screaming and boiling, and suddenly settled down.

Finally, she finally took off the mask and burden, and revealed the most vulnerable side of her heart to him.

And he also knew that Bao Jinghan, who was of the same kind as him, would only reveal his least known side in front of the closest people.

Perhaps, from this moment on, their relationship has changed a lot.

become close...