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

After the words fell, Bao Jinghan didn't mean to ask for anything at all, and just walked in with such strides.

Only this one is turned on in the living room of the suite. The dim wall lamp makes the large living room look extraordinarily gloomy and depressing.

In particular, the heavy curtains also obscured the sea view outside the window...

"Tsk tsk, waste of money! Secretary Rong is still the same as before. He doesn't know what life is to enjoy. Living in this big sea view room, he even draws the curtains. Hehe, I know, I thought you were sick , I don’t know, I thought you were out of your mind, or did something shady, afraid of being seen.”

Go straight to the curtains.

Bao Jinghan stretched out his hand to open the curtain, letting the moonlight and starlight from outside the window shine in.

When she entered the room, she turned to be a guest, standing in front of the window, looking up at the blue sky, admiring the beauty of the stars and a crescent moon in the night.

It was as if she had completely forgotten what she was doing here.

But all this is just an illusion.

Bao Jinghan listened carefully, listening to Rong Rong's increasingly heavy breathing, tinged with anger, and to the sound of her approaching footsteps.The moment she stood still, she suddenly turned around and ordered in a commanding tone: "Give me a cup of coffee, double milk, and as for the sugar, you should be very clear about what to use instead? I think you are by my uncle's side. It is impossible for a female spy who has been here for so long not to know what my taste is, otherwise, how could you have stayed so long."

"Miss Bo..." Clenching his fists tightly, Rong Rong gritted his teeth and looked at the overly beautiful face of the woman in front of him. He took a deep breath, stared at her, and said word by word: "You, Miss. Temper, really can't be changed in 100 years!"

"No way, it's natural."

At this moment, Bao Jinghan's smile was too dazzling to Rong Rong.

She is like a halo, shrouding the eclipsed crowd on the earth, making people crazy about her, crazy about her, and fascinated by her.And Rong Rong... always felt that she was that small circle of light covered by her light, whether it was at this moment or in front of Bo Junchen.It seems that as long as Bao Jinghan is a goblin, her sense of existence will be negligible.

Especially Bo Junchen, whenever he mentions the delicate end-to-end matters related to this goblin, he will immediately enter a state of emergency.And she, even if she died in front of him for him, he probably wouldn't take a second look at him, and he might even feel that her blood stained his sight.At most, she would put something called a pension into her account.

That is her value.

Rong Rong thought about it divergently, feeling sorry for herself for her pitiful value.

Bao Jinghan had already done it on the sofa, as relaxed as in her own home, and the arrogance in her bones added a lot of aura to her, making Rong Rong far behind.There was even a real and distinct sense of humbleness, she felt that she had been forced by this woman, and was about to be humbled into the dirt.

"What are you thinking about? Secretary Rong, where's my coffee? You know, I don't like to wait very much." The tone was joking, hiding a bit of humor.

Bao Jinghan tilted his head, supported his forehead with one hand, and leaned on the arm of the sofa looking at her.

She was obviously looking up, but her eyes had a sense of insignificance that made people look down on her.

Rong Rong hated this feeling to death: "Miss Bo, I am no longer Mr. Bo's secretary, please show some respect."