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

——You are my Lu Yan's woman, let you rely on me, I enjoy it!

The sonorous words turned into a mellow and extravagant voice, circling in Bao Jinghan's ears.

With a smile on his face.

Bao Jinghan stared at the handsome man in front of him, but remembered the notebook left by his grandmother.

It was Grandpa's treasure. Five years ago, after she followed him back to Bo's house, she often saw him holding the letter and stroking the outer shell of the letter with eyes full of tenderness and nostalgia.

one more time.

It's like touching your lover's hair and skin.

That kind of look almost made the always majestic and domineering boss of the Bo family into another person!

And one day, he solemnly handed the letter to her.

She was fortunate to see the long and lingering love recorded in that notebook!

Of course, at this moment.

In Bao Jinghan's heart, it seemed that she also felt a lingering affection that she had expected.

Like a feather dipped in honey, it strokes gently from the bottom of my heart, leaving a sweet trace.

"I have to say that the promise of sweet words is irresistible for every woman. Me too!"

"Heh..." Looking at Xiao Nier who raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, Lu Yan couldn't help twisting the tip of her nose, turned her eyes to look outside, and then made another invitation gesture: "If you want to hear , I will say a few more words in the future. But now... my honorable lady, the destination has arrived, now let my husband open the door for you, okay?"

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bang bang bang-

bang bang-

Five shots in a row.

There are five clear holes in the deadly position of the humanoid target in the shooting range.

Bo Junchen still seemed very dissatisfied. He stared at the human target and raised his gun again.

"boom--"

In the silent space, the gunshot was very clear.

And this shot hit the forehead of the humanoid target!

"Good marksmanship! Mr. Bo's technique is becoming more and more accurate."

The blond man was sitting on the couch facing Bo Junchen at four o'clock.

He leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, looked at Bo Junchen's back, and applauded casually.

"Didn't you just leave? People from the Eagle Strike Brigade are looking for you everywhere, how dare you stay here!"

Bo Junchen, who took off the protective earmuffs, turned his head to look at the man, then took off the magazine and put it on again.

Then I chose a moving human target, put on the earmuffs again, put on the protective goggles, raised my arms straight up, stared at the target unswervingly like an eagle, fired continuously, and hit!

The consecutive rounds of shooting ended.

Bo Junchen took off his protection and threw it on the table.

Turn around and walk towards the sofa.

And the person over there, when he finished shooting, also took off his protective equipment and shrugged casually at him.

The corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and the crimson lips set off against the snow-white skin, making that smile even more coquettish.

"People from the Eagle Strike Brigade must be able to find me! What do they know? Apart from a code name, they only know a gender. Hmph... This really corresponds to what your niece taught Tangtang , 'People are drifting in the rivers and lakes, and the trumpet is safe when you go out'!"

He said shaking his head.

The evil smile on the man's lips reached deep into his eyes.

And that elegant and magnetic voice was as captivating as ever, but it was also filled with too many emotions, making it impossible for people to guess his true thoughts at the moment.