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

If you have to describe Bao Jinghan's expression at the moment.

It is probably incomparable to use apple powder. The red bloody red color is as beautiful as the ecological, green and pollution-free tomatoes!

But her eyes at the moment are not in the slightest bit shy.

At first glance... a bit like cannibalism!

But if someone who knows her well, after taking a second look, they will catch a trace of shyness dodging from her embarrassing eyes.

He was probably intimidated by Lu Yan's bold and explicit declaration.

The thin fox that makes people look fine is also a bit overwhelming.

But fortunately, there was already an antibody before, so that Bo Jinghan could quickly digest the shock he brought, and react in time to restrain him from teasing her again and again.

呲——

Sprinkle open.

The hot water at a suitable temperature fell on his bare legs, warming his slightly cool skin, and splashed down on the floor covered with non-slip bricks, slowly rolling up a thin layer of water vapor.

"Since you want me to wash it for you, you have to listen to me, otherwise, you can do it yourself!"

Bao Jinghan's voice was very soft, and every word seemed to be powerful.

Undeniable!

Has the demeanor of an absolute queen.

But how could Lu Yan let go of what he wanted to achieve?

"Hanhan, are you shy, or don't you know how to wash?"

In the entanglement, Bao Jinghan's face was blushing deeply.

Lu Yan looked at her leisurely, letting the warm drops of water flow over her skin, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, a little narrow and full of evil charm: "We met honestly five years ago. Some time ago, I revisited it enthusiastically, and slept next to each other for so many nights. So I guess, you should not be shy now, but...won't you?"

Suddenly approached.

The handsome face with sharp edges and corners suddenly magnified in front of his eyes.

Bao Jinghan, who was holding the sprinkler, almost lost control of his hand, and threw the sprinkler directly on Lu Yan's face!

But when he saw the layers of gauze and waterproof bandages wrapped around Lu Yan's arms.

She suppressed that unreliable thought.

She only glanced at him, stretched out her hand to hold his arm, carefully avoided his wound, turned the direction of the sprinkler slightly, and poured water on his chest.

At the same time, he watched his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, ignoring his sight.

It was almost time to recite the heart-purifying mantra to soothe the beating heart in his chest.

But Lu Yan still didn't give up, and when she lowered her head to approach, she suddenly moved closer, and her lips pressed against her wet forehead.

With a light touch, when she dodged back, she poured out ambiguous words unhurriedly.

"Little cat, no... I can teach you!"

"Teach you a big-headed ghost! Wash it yourself!"

Unbearable, Miss Bo simply stuffed the sprinkler into his hand.But looking at Lu Yan's eyes, she didn't know if she was abusive, so she retracted her hand again by accident.

But in this way, it's not suitable for her to throw the sprinkler out, and it's not suitable for her to hold it in her hand, so she has fallen into a two-year situation.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

Her dark eyes became darker and brighter due to the heat.

Lu Yan was also staring at her.

The two lines of sight pass through the thin water mist wrapped in the air, and meet unexpectedly...

Collide, interweave.

In just a few seconds, it seemed like a fierce battle was going on.

After the fierce battle, Bao Jinghan, who looked away, took a step back.

She didn't leave directly, but lowered her head and continued with the unfinished business.