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

Enduring the torment of the demonic sounds outside, Bao Jinghan and his party were collecting news by themselves, gritting their teeth and continuing to squat in the cubicle to listen.

Although Bao Jinghan didn't recognize those voices.

But from their tone of voice and tone, it is obvious that these women know Ye Jiaojiao, and one can even boldly guess that their previous relationship was still "good".

Of course, that kind of good is based on Ye Jiaojiao and the Ye family as the backing, and Jiang Rujian's financial support.

Now... I'm afraid there's only love left for the trouble, right?

Pursing her lips, Bao Jinghan was a little ashamed of Ye Jiaojiao's friendship.

But she didn't make a sound, but when the people outside suddenly lowered her voice, she pricked up her ears and leaned close to the compartment door, listening carefully.

Sure enough, those people really connected Ye Jiaojiao's affairs with themselves.

And the person who was gossiping about her did have a good eloquence, and he said things that were not at all vivid.It seemed that she was at the scene at that time, seeing Bao Jinghan kidnapped by Ye Jiaojiao, and then brought her to the abandoned warehouse, torturing her severely...

Ha ha!

Bao Jinghan smiled silently and shook his head.

At this time, the door of the bathroom opened, and it seemed that someone came in again.

Those croaking voices suddenly fell silent after the sound of footsteps came.

In terms of frequency, their sound collection is definitely at the same pace, as if they had set the switches in advance and pressed the mute button in unison!

However, in the silence, there were the rustling of clothes rubbing against each other, and the clanging of cosmetic bags being packed.

Then, there was another burst of footsteps.

Those noisy gossip girls finally left.

Bao Jinghan stood up, stretched his numb legs a little, opened the door and went out.

Guan Qingqiu, who was hiding in the next room, came out almost in step with her.

The sound of water rushing.

Bao Jinghan was in front of the sink, washing his hands.

Qingqiu was standing in front of the sink next to her, washing his hands while turning his face to look at her.

With his mouth half open, he seemed hesitant to speak.

That expression, in the transparent mirror, presents a beautiful silhouette.

Bao Jinghan looked up at the mirror, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but glanced at the other end of the mirror.

That's a hint.

Guan Qingqiu saw it, nodded knowingly, and didn't speak any more.

The two of them quickly washed their hands and came out, walking in the deserted corridor, she breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed her vigilance and opened up the chatterbox.

"Miss, did you hear what those people said just now? They are simply too much, they obviously have nothing to say, but they want to say something like... something like that! Huh, a bunch of idlers who have nothing to do! "

"Qingqiu, make up your mind on your choice of words. It's okay to say these words in front of me, but in front of grandpa, don't forget to say them. He is an old man, and he hates hearing girls say foul language the most."

"I'm so angry!"

Guan Qingqiu complained bitterly for her.

But for some reason, listening to Bao Jinghan's understatement, her restless mood seemed to calm down, she stopped complaining, and only hummed softly a few times.

The delicacy of the little girl is fully displayed here.

For this reason, Bao Jinghan couldn't help but smiled, and sneered, "If your mouth grows on other people, can you still stop them from talking? Qingqiu, complaining can't solve any problems. You have to remember that rumors only stop at wise men Only those who have a way to silence them!"