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

Picking up the teacup, Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes and took a sip.

The moment he slowly raised his head, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his voice suddenly became sharper: "I'm asking you now! Bao Jinghan, where did you go today?!"

Opening his mouth slightly, Bao Jinghan was stunned for a moment, the alarm bells were ringing in his heart, but he tried his best to maintain the calmness on his face, and said slowly: "I went to see Liu Mengru, and someone moved his hands and feet, and called Ye Tengda , in front of them, exposed their last masks. Later, those two went mad at each other, and I followed Chi Jun to meet his adoptive father."

Bao Jinghan reported his itinerary calmly.

The content was not the slightest difference from what Mr. Bo knew.

But what I didn't expect was that Mr. Bo didn't seem to care about her itinerary.

He put down the teacup in his hand, suddenly stretched out his fist towards her, and spread out his palm with the palm facing up: "Hand it over!"

"what?"

"I'll let you hand it over. Hanhan, you know what I want. Don't make me say it a third time!"

Shrewd and vicissitudes of the eyes, cold and deep.

Looking straight at Bao Jinghan, she felt that there was nowhere to escape.

But Bao Jinghan didn't panic in the slightest, she smiled and met Bo Lao's gaze, her right hand under her left hand was tightly clenched into a fist.

"Grandpa, it's something my mother asked to give me. I don't want to give it to you. Unless you can give me a reason why I must give it to you. Otherwise, I can only go against your wish. "

"Hanhan, don't you listen to grandpa?!"

Bo Lao's voice suddenly rose high, with a bit of sharp hostility faintly, and it seemed to be a strong order suppressing his impatience.

But Bao Jinghan's stubborn temper, compared with Bo Lao, is definitely a rising star in the Yangtze River, not inferior to him.

"I will listen to every sentence that I should listen to, but I don't think it is necessary to implement some words. Just like this time..."

Bao Jinghan's tone of voice was gentle and gentle, but every word had an undeniable and decisive spirit.

She stared at Bo Feiyang, her dark eyes were full of stubbornness.If you dig deeper, you will find a trace, and you will start a provocative joke to him: "Grandpa, if the last one was, it was also left to me by my mother. I don't know what the key is for, but you see Its expression makes me feel that the key itself is a danger, and there may be some disaster hidden. But you attach so much importance to it, the danger or disaster must be aimed at the Bo family. I will give it to you, It is out of complete trust in you. However, today, when I received the second key, I wondered whether this key would be different from the previous one. What about the relationship? Seeing you now, I suddenly figured it out. And, these two keys are equally important. In other words, there are closely related and inseparable joints between these two keys. I guess right?"

Hearing the sound, Mr. Bo frowned and remained silent for a moment.

The open palm turned towards Bao Jinghan, and moved a little closer: "Leave it to me. Hanhan, it's not good for you to know too much! Just hand me the key and that's it!"

"Looks like I guessed right again this time."

With a clear smile, Bao Jinghan stood up leisurely, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press Lao Bo's palm...