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

The unique cold breath, mixed with the fresh smell of shower gel, lingers in the nose.

Even if Bao Jinghan didn't open his eyes, he could clearly recognize that this familiar aura belonged to Lu Yan!

How did he come back?

Although today is Saturday, didn't he say that there is an important meeting to be held?

Bao Jinghan continued to think without feeling nervous at all.

She knew that Lu Yan would not do anything to her, even though he was getting closer and closer now, she did not take any precautions.

It's just that there is a little evil in my heart, I want to see what he is going to do, and then - scare him again!

Bao Jinghan continued to pretend to sleep with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a touch of warmth covered her forehead, moved slowly, landed on her cheek, and gently stroked it.

It was Lu Yan's palm, the center of the palm, the tiger's mouth, and the places where guns were rubbed against each other on weekdays. There was a thin layer of calluses.

If it weren't for the fact that it was so close at the moment, the thin callus would not be suspicious.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Lu Yan's hand suddenly moved to her eyes, covering them gently.

What followed was a strong pressure, which seemed to be approaching her directly.

Bao Jinghan subconsciously clenched his fists, almost ready to open his eyes.

But at this moment, a soft and moist touch came from her in a trance, covering her lips.

——He kissed her lightly!

My heart fluttered slightly, a still inexplicable feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart like crazy grass.

Under the palm, her eyelashes fluttered more happily than before.

It was like a soft filament, passing through the palm of the hand, leaving a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

Then, he suddenly took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her gently.

Fingertips caressed her palm, warmed her cold fingers, and grabbed her in his direction.

short lower body.

Lu Yan squatted on one knee next to her seat, and passed her hand towards his cheek.

The soft palm gently pressed against the cheek.

A tiny movement is sometimes more likely to impress a woman than burning enthusiasm.

Because there is too much tenderness and love in these small actions.

Maybe there is nostalgia and hope.

The scorching breath sprayed on her wrist, as if it could penetrate the skin and penetrate into the blood vessels.

Bao Jinghan couldn't help but wanted to laugh a little, but her stamina was pretty good, and she endured the itchy feeling in her blood.

But Lu Yan seemed to know that she was pretending to be asleep, and continued to tease her determinedly.

Unexpectedly, she reached out and brushed a strand of blue hair hanging on her chest, and used her fingertips to wrap around the ends of her hair habitually.

Of course, his movements are light enough, if she is really sleeping at the moment, she won't be woken up by a special skill!

Well, this guy!

Bao Jinghan gritted his teeth and continued to insist.

But this guy definitely did it on purpose, he didn't let her go, but deliberately brushed her bandage-wrapped neck and the snow-white neckline when he was tossing her hair with his fingertips.

The body trembled involuntarily.

Finally, Bao Jinghan couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his eyes suddenly, looking at him.

The pitch-black pupils seemed to fade under the sunlight, but the savagery and cunning in those pupils remained unchanged.

But his eyes looking at the past couldn't be dazed, they were full of warm smiles.

It's like the afternoon sun evokes on the lips.

"Little Bo, remember to calm down next time pretending to be asleep!"