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

"Why, is there anything else?"

From the mirror of the dressing table, Bao Jinghan could clearly see every word and deed of the maid.

Seeing her turn around suddenly, Bao Jinghan also stopped what he was doing, looked at her with raised eyebrows, and asked casually with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, it's Mr. Bo. Mr. Bo told you to go downstairs later. He's waiting for you in the study."

"Is Aze here?"

"I'm sorry Miss, I don't know if Butler Ze is here."

"I see. It's okay, you go do your own thing, go down! If someone asks you, just say I packed up and go down."

Looking at the figure in the mirror, it disappeared behind the door.

The corners of Bao Jinghan's mouth curled up slowly.

The curved arc, like a phantom, disappeared on her calm but delicate face.

She in the mirror is like a porcelain doll, she is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but she is short of something...

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downstairs.

Nuo Da's hall was empty.

The housekeepers and servants didn't know where they went.

Even though the lights in the hall are bright, it still makes people feel that the place is deserted and scary.

Approach the study.

Bao Jinghan took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Before he could let go of his hand, the door opened.

"Eh, Miss Han?"

"Brother Ao, so you are here? Grandpa is looking for me."

Looking at the man standing inside the door, Bao Jinghan's eyes flickered slightly, and then the corners of his tensed mouth rose up, outlining a just-right smile.

"Oh, the old man is waiting for you inside! Come in quickly!"

Turning sideways, Yan Ao smiled as usual, looking at her.

He made a gesture of invitation to her.

But when she entered the door, taking advantage of the close distance between the two, she approached her ear without leaving a trace, and whispered: "The old man is in a bad mood, and I don't know what Ze reported to him. In short, from Ah Ze After Ze that kid went out, the old man's face was not very bright, his brows were always frowning involuntarily, and he didn't know what was on his mind. Let me remind you, later, you should be careful when you speak, don't tell you Grandpa is blocking you. Do you know?"

"Well, I see, thank you Brother Ao!"

After thanking him bluntly, Bao Jinghan slightly nodded at him, and passed him by.

Stepping up to Lao Bo's desk, he sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

Hearing the door close behind her, she said softly, "Grandpa, did you call me?"

"Oh, Hanhan, you're here!"

Bo Lao raised his head suddenly when he heard the voice, and there was an indescribable solemnity in his vicissitudes of life eyes, hidden in his trance.It seems that he has not recovered from some kind of memory or reverie.

Seeing this, Bao Jinghan controlled her voice very smoothly, and said in a low voice with as soft a voice as possible: "Grandpa, what are you thinking about, so engrossed?"

This sound brought Bo Lao back to his senses.

His eyes regained the shrewdness of the past, and when he looked at her, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What am I thinking, don't you know?"

Fold your hands and support the table with your elbows.

Old Bo narrowed his eyes with a half-smile, and leaned forward slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Bao Jinghan's body for a moment, keeping secret: "Do you need me to remind you? Hanhan, be honest. Tell me, where did you go today?"

"Grandpa, I don't think I need to answer you. Aze should be very conscientious. I have reported my itinerary to you today, right? Now that you know everything, why bother to ask?!"