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

"Your life is your own, so be careful. Don't forget, who is leading the Eagle Strike Team now!"

Bo Junchen poured himself a glass of water and hinted quietly.

But the other party seemed to be reluctant to buy it. With his hands folded behind his head, he still leaned leisurely on the sofa.

His eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a hint of the depth of the blue sea in the long and narrow pupils, which was extremely unpredictable.

Like a falcon!

"Who else? Your future niece and son-in-law!"

The finger holding the water glass froze slightly, Bao Junchen covered it up without leaving a trace, glanced at him, stood up and walked towards the shooting range.

But at this moment, the person behind him suddenly stopped him.

"Hey, I said earlier, how good would it be to marry her to me? But you insisted on listening to old man Bo, and found this man for her. You pushed her over by yourself, and you talked about Murphy's law. Now , Murphy's Law has really been established on them, and this time, by accident, he was given a chance to be a hero to save the beauty. I guess, Cynthia has already secretly agreed!"

Bo Junchen's back was visibly stiff.

"Isn't that just right? I'm more assured that she's married well!"

His fist was clenched slightly, and he let it go without a trace.

Bo Junchen turned around and looked condescendingly at the lazily leaning man on the sofa. His eyes darkened, and his gentle voice became deeper, mixed with an indescribably gloomy and cold voice.

Yan Yan laughed.

The foreign man raised his head with a bewitching smile, and applauded Bo Junchen: "Not bad, you are really a good uncle with 24 filial piety. But I am even more curious now, your tigress, after knowing the news of the marriage , what does it look like? Oh, and, guess what, Cynthia, who now lives in the lion's den, will look like after hearing your wedding news! Tsk tsk...will it feel sad? Should I Take the opportunity to comfort her, and then sneak in—"

"Stop playing with her crooked ideas. You, you'd better take care of your own life!"

Back to the shooting range.

Bo Junchen quickly loaded the gun, heard the approaching footsteps, and turned around suddenly——

The black muzzle of the gun pointed straight at the poppy-like enchanting and handsome man who followed.

The sharp and cold voice struck the other party's ear: "Don't think I don't know what you did to her! You'd better not provoke me, otherwise..."

"Stab me out? You wouldn't do that! Bao Junchen, don't forget, we are the best partners, and we can't do without anyone. As for my life, this head, you can't take it away , it is better to keep it safe!"

A wicked smile rippling on his lips.

The enchanting man held the barrel of the gun facing him in one hand, looked at Bao Junchen provocatively, and silently moved his lips to him.

Then, I saw him breaking the barrel of the gun, pressing down the gun in Bo Junchen's hand bit by bit...