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

"Shhhhhhh..."

Whispering, Lu Yan gently stopped the trembling little thing in her arms, patted her through the thin quilt, and comforted her softly: "Hanhan, I'm here... don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here , with me!"

Dreams are endless darkness.

Scenes of the past reappeared, full of bloody stickiness, sharp screams, and cold and poisonous gazes from friends.

Bao Jinghan couldn't see the end, even if he tried his best to run, there was still someone chasing after her, denouncing her, mournful and unwilling...

I have had dreams like this before.

She is a frequent visitor in this dream, and she will lose her way in this dream every time, and she will not wake up until she is tired from walking, running, or being torn to pieces by the hazy person in the dream.

But this time, she found a light in her dream, which seemed to guide her in the direction of escape.

There was another voice, from far and near, resounding in my ears.

Low, melodious, slightly hoarse and sexy.

Like the sound of nature.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here..."

It's so warm, whether it's the sound or the glimmer of light in the dark.

In the dream, Bao Jinghan looked for the light, walked slowly, walked...

Perhaps it was the soothing effect, and the little girl in her arms became quiet.

And at this moment, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated unexpectedly.

Lu Yan turned to look at the time. It was only past ten o'clock, and there were still nearly two hours before their preparation time.

At this time, who is calling?

Before Lu Yan could take out the phone, the vibration stopped suddenly, and the doorbell outside the suite rang.

He lowered his eyes to look at the little girl in his arms, saw that she was sleeping peacefully, and finally let go of his heart, he let out a long sigh of relief, then let her go, and got up.

Who knows, he didn't stand up at all.

At some point, the little girl's hand had already moved to his shirt, holding his clothes tightly.

Repeating the old trick, Lu Yan had no choice but to take off the shirt and let her hold it.

He casually took a t-shirt cover that was draped over the chair, and quickly walked out the door.

click-

The door lock is unscrewed.

Lu Yan glanced at his best friend standing outside the door, and raised his eyebrows.

"What happened, why are you all so sad?"

Standing outside the door, apart from Qiao Shukuang, Ji Yueze, and the third brother.

Don't look at Qiao Shukuang who always looks cynical, but in fact, these three people have a forbearance that is different from ordinary people, and their superficial skills are even more powerful.It is no exaggeration to say that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

But... At this moment, Qiao Shukuang restrained his cynical illusion, brows became sharp, and the word "Chuan" was squeezed out between his eyebrows.Although Ji Yueze's face was calm, his amber eyes were filled with a different heaviness from the past.Even the third brother, who always had a smiling face on weekdays, darkened his expression. There was no smile on his face at all, and instead, he was solemn.

Very dignified!

"Sixth."

Seeing Qiao Shu frantically wanting to speak but stopping, and Ji Yueze seeming to organize his words, the only gentle man who didn't have much contact with Bao Jinghan didn't have much psychological burden.He called out to Lu Yan, breaking the deadlock of the four people at the door.

After a pause, he handed over a note in his hand.

Then he sighed slightly, and looked from Lu Yan's face to the note between the index finger and middle finger: "Look for yourself!"