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

Bao Jinghan leaned in the embrace that made her feel attached.

The warm body temperature pressed against her back.

Slightly looking sideways, she raised her small face and looked at Lu Yan's handsome yet resolute face from bottom to top, a little lost in thought.

After staring for a while, she suddenly approached.

"Boom-"

A light kiss fell on the cheek.

Lu Yan, who was thinking about something, came back to his senses with the gentle touch like a feather touching his heart.

I bowed my head.

His line of sight collided with the dark gem-like pupils of the man in his arms.

Warm lighting, slightly dim.

But those charming eyes were scorchingly bright.

"You've just……"

"Stealing incense and stealing jade, you seem to enjoy this kind of thing, and I don't want to be left behind. I want to try it out."

Blinking playfully.

But Bao Jinghan said these words with seriousness.

It seems that the kiss she stole just now was just imitating, stealing what Lu Yan used to do, and using it on him in the opposite way.

"Then have you finished trying it? Do you mind sharing with me what it feels like to steal fragrance and jade, eh?"

Lu Yan's tone of voice was also playful, wrapped in layers of delusion.

The fingers with thin calluses were slightly rough.

But at this moment, he couldn't help covering her cheeks, caressing them lingeringly, as if enjoying her white, tender and smooth skin.

A cluster of flames slowly burned as his fingertips moved down.

My heart trembled slightly.

Bao Jinghan was stunned subconsciously, she seemed to feel her... emotional? !

His eyes flickered slightly, and Bao Jinghan hurriedly lowered his eyes, quickly suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'll go say hello to grandpa."

Bao Jinghan fled from that warm embrace, and was about to get out of bed when his waist suddenly tightened.

When he was about to lower his head to check, the strong arm brought her back to his control area, dragged her into his arms, turned over suddenly, and she lay back down.

When he opened his eyes again, that handsome brow was close at hand——

The warm kiss gently landed on her forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, lying silkworms...

All the way down gently.

It didn't stop until it reached her sharp chin.

Lu Yan supported her with one hand, cleverly maintaining the distance between the two, who seemed to be close to each other.

Considerate so that she does not have to bear her own weight, but makes it impossible for her to escape this intimate space.

His other hand, no dishonesty.

Instead, following the sequence he just kissed, he carefully painted her eyebrows, her eyes...

Rough thin calluses, caressing past.

Leaving a crisp scratch, as if caressing the bottom of her heart, she had a strange and familiar feeling out of thin air.

It seems that, in the caress of his fingertips, there is one part of tenderness, two parts of tenderness, three parts of affection, and four parts of cherishing... It makes her feel like being held in the palm of someone's hand, placed in their eyes and heart, and regarded as a treasure illusion!

His brows furrowed.

His fingertips pressed against her brow and caressed.

Bao Jinghan's eyes gradually blurred, but there was deep doubt, puzzlement, and a little bit of inquiry in the bottom of his eyes.

The crimson lips that had recovered their blood color opened, but before they could utter any syllables, they were captured by those familiar lips.

Kissing, tossing——

The warm touch comes from the lips.

Bao Jinghan was instantly sobered by the confused mind of the man in front of him.

But the moment she suddenly opened her eyes wide, that warm palm pressed down and gently covered her eyes.