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

Feeling guilty, Ye Jiaojiao blinked quickly a few times.

But he didn't let go of his mouth at all, and even strengthened his tone, choking hard: "What nonsense are you talking about! I don't understand, and I don't know what you are going to say. I don't know why! Cynthia, if you want to be capable, just Show evidence, don't talk nonsense with empty teeth, if you talk too much, you will get retribution on yourself!"

"Really?"

Laughing, there is a bit of mystery mixed with unruliness.

And those jet-black eyes, shining with a dim light, seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts——

Ye Jiaojiao trembled all over, her pupils shrank involuntarily.

But when he thought of his own arrangement, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and insisted on straightening his waist, raised his delicate chin, stared at Bao Jinghan, and snorted coldly: "Of course! You have to insist that we If you have done something, show the evidence. Or...you have to be capable, show the evidence of those things back then, and send me to the cell, I, also, admit, die!"

The last four words are resounding.

The sharpness in Bao Jinghan's eyes suddenly dissipated at this moment.

Instead, he smiled ironically and tinged with narrowness, as if he was making fun of her.

Ye Jiaojiao raised her eyes and stared back, aggressively, the anger in her eyes was intensified because of the sarcasm in her eyes at this moment!

"Heh, you thought what you did was very beautiful back then? I can tell you this, the things you did were not beautiful, but someone helped you clean up the mess, otherwise it would depend on your little three-legged cat's wrist... Well, it's okay In front of a woman like Dongfang Xi who has no brains and soft ears, I can only provoke and tease her."

With a sneer, Bao Jinghan shook off her hand and took half a step back.

Lifting up the cup he snatched from Ye Jiaojiao, he gave it to her.

Ye Jiaojiao subconsciously took a step back, as if what she was holding was not a delicate and beautiful goblet, but a poisonous snake that kept spitting out red letters!

"Bo Jinghan, I warn you not to mess around!"

"Miss Shang, what's the matter with you, your face is so white, are you okay?"

Taking a step forward, Bao Jinghan's beautiful little face wore an indifferent smile.

Delicate, graceful, from a distance, the Lingxiu is still dyed with a tinge of crimson, which looks very friendly and elegant.

But to Ye Jiaojiao, this smile is like Hong Xinzi, a poisonous snake and coquettish, spitting venom at her.

"Don't come here!"

"Madam Shang, did you do something wrong? Otherwise, why does she seem to feel that everyone is going to hurt you!"

approaching, approaching.

Bao Jinghan looked at Ye Jiaojiao who had been poked into the dark part of his heart, like a cat grabbing the tail of a mouse, slowly gathering its tail, and dragging the mouse towards him.

Gradually attacking the opponent's psychological defense line, causing the opponent to fall into a desperate situation that seems to be collapsing!

"Miss Shang, I just toasted you with a glass of wine, this is the second glass... I've always been generous, I don't care if you stain my skirt, but it's just a piece of clothing, if it gets dirty, just wash it. If you can’t wash it clean, it’s a big deal, and you don’t need this. But some things, after they get dirty, can’t be washed clean, but they can’t be thrown away. For example, people’s hearts, for example, the past—”

"You're pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai!"

"Miss Shang, I'm paying respect to you."

Approaching, Bao Jinghan raised his wrist, and poured a glass of wine on Ye Jiaojiao's skirt.

Throwing it away casually, she clapped her hands and smiled lightly: "I always treat my enemies with vengeance, hold grievances, and revenge. This is just the beginning!"