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

The unscrupulous gaze was hotter than Chi Guoguo's teasing in his words.

Unmoved, Bao Jinghan looked up to meet those blue eyes.

"If that day really comes...I'll wait!"

The faint smile was so polite that it could even be called indifference, revealing an unapproachable alienation.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but shone with a resolute and unruly brilliance.

The beauty is thrilling!

Startled.

Ivan's eyes flickered slightly, and met Bao Jinghan's eyes instantly.

"It's my pleasure to make you feel disgusted or disgusted."

Exhale orchid.

The two are very close, and they can feel each other's subtle breathing clearly.

But Bao Jinghan didn't feel his heart beating at all.

Instead, she was as calm as ever.

Even Ivan, the foreign earl who made women scream, exuding evil charm and noble gentleman temperament, stood in front of him.

Even his moving English pronunciation is full of intoxicating charm.

She remained unmoved.

<thia，我又要让你失望了。因为，我发现我对你更感兴趣了！”

Before finishing speaking, Ivan winked at her.

Then she straightened up, propped her palms towards the table, and sat on her desk.

Then, he handed over the check in his hand: "For your sake, I gave you a discount. After the commission, there are 9000 million left!"

Seeing her raising her eyebrows, Ivan squinted his eyes and waved his hands with a half-smile: "Don't worry, I will never ask how you got the money, after all... this is your customer's asshole!"

"Say something quickly, and get the hell out, I still have to work."

Bao Jinghan didn't believe that this guy didn't know whose pocket she got the money from.

<thia，我完蛋了，你对我来说，简直就是毒药啊！”

The ambiguous words came out of Ivan's mouth naturally, without any embarrassment.

But seeing that Bao Jinghan didn't move at all, Ivan couldn't help but chuckle.

Pulled a pen from the table.

Ivan deliberately brought the pen to her lips, like an interview.

Bao Jinghan's fingers holding the signature pen froze slightly.

The tip of the pen casts a small blotch of ink on the paper.

But she quickly restrained her emotions, raised her head, and calmly pushed away the pen holder that was handed to her lips, looked at ivan indifferently, and said word by word: "You want to know? Okay, let me tell you. The literary saying is ,'People searched for him thousands of times, but when I looked back at dusk, that person still dismissed me', to put it bluntly - I can't ask for it!"