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

What is hypocrisy?

Ye Tengda's existence completely proved the hypocrisy of what he did!

You Qi could not stop seeing the sparkle in his eyes, as well as the artificial melancholy that could break the heart at any time.

He pinched the fingertips on the ear of the cup and tightened slightly.

Bao Jinghan's lazy eyes quickly swept across his face, the hidden cold eyes looked unusually clear, but they were very sharp, with a hint of danger.

"That's my mother's ignorance!"

There was an evil smile mixed in with the coolness, which touched the corner of his mouth lightly.

Facing the shameless person in front of him, Bao Jinghan could clearly see the greed in his eyes, and seeing his face turn into embarrassment when he couldn't ask for it, he couldn't help but deepen his smile, and stared at her.

And Ye Tengda, who was sitting opposite her, also felt the contempt in her sight.

He was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Quickly going through the purpose in his mind, he changed his tactics again, and put on the majesty of a father to his daughter who is not good at it!

His face tensed, and he glared at Bao Jinghan.

Clearing his throat, he said, "I'm a guest after all, don't you even give me a glass of water? Is this how the Bo family treats guests!"

After finishing speaking, he still raised his chin at Bao Jinghan.

That look seemed to be questioning Bo Jinghan's upbringing.

"You are Grandpa's guest, not mine. But since you want to drink water so much, I won't be stingy..."

Clever pause sound.

Bao Jinghan ordered without even looking at him: "Ah Ze, get someone to pour tea for Mr. Ye, and let him drink until he is full!"

"I'll let you pour the tea yourself!"

— Pour tea and admit your mistake!

Her contempt made Ye Tengda very uncomfortable.

Thinking of her series of blows by Airi, Ye Tengda simply put on a sullen face, accentuated his tone, and acted like a patriarch, giving her a blow.

"Are you sure? Hehe..."

With a cold smile, the hearts of those who listened trembled.

Ye Tengda murmured a little, but he couldn't take back the words.

He could only stare at Bao Jinghan forcefully, acting as if he thought he was intimidating, hoping not to lose face again.

Who would have expected-

Bao Jinghan raised his brows with a smile instead of anger, and stared at Ye Tengda for a long time.

When he saw that his heart was a little fuzzy, he suddenly raised his slender hand, picked up the milky white bone china peony pot in front of him, and poured him a cup of tea himself.

This made Ye Tengda's originally tense face loosen.

The uncontrollable smug smile was hanging on his face without smiling, it was very weird.

And all his thoughts were on Bao Jinghan pouring tea.

He didn't notice it at all, the moment he picked up the teacup and handed it to him.

Bao Jinghan's fingertips touched the tea water without leaving any traces, and even stirred it lightly...

"That's good!"

Ye Tengda, who was very proud of himself, was able to win a round for the first time after suffering continuous blows and ignorance. He felt elated.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Bao Jinghan frightened.

But he didn't dare to be negligent in his actions, and snatched the teacup from Bao Jinghan's hand like a snatch.

As if he was afraid that she would come back and take it back, he raised his neck and drank.

The smile is comparable to the bright face of the old chrysanthemum, showing infinite moisture.

It seems that the cup in his hand has also become a fine nectar!

What's even more embarrassing is that after drinking a glass, he actually handed the glass to Bao Jinghan as it should be, and begged for a second glass with his actions——