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

"Then, has Miss Bo finished the verification now? Do you think I am Sheng Qing?"

Letting go, he looked at Bao Jinghan with great interest.

But Bao Jinghan ignored the probing eyes in his eyes, and said calmly: "I can't be sure. This kind of thing, God knows, you know. Who you are has nothing to do with me. Why did you become 'Sheng Qing'? The biggest question before me. Excuse me, sir, are you Sheng Qing? If so, please tell me why you dragged me to be the back of my back and died in front of me, leaving me a suspect. I still have to leave a nightmare for me. To be a man like this is too unkind, isn't it? Of course, if you are not Sheng Qing, you don't have to answer this question. "

"I don't even know how to answer it. Frankly speaking, we didn't come to you to clarify your doubts, but we needed Ms. Bo to come and clarify our doubts for us."

Sheng Qing glanced at her provocatively, then turned around and let the two of them pass by.

Facing the door, according to the ranking, it should be a position of honor, but it is occupied by a beautiful and dangerous guy.

As soon as he sat down, he pressed Bao Jinghan on the seat on the left.But his gaze was on Sheng Qing, seeing him sitting down, he pouted, poured out the extra cup and the steaming teacup: "Take it away!"

The faint three words seem to be meaningless.

But the moment the words came to an end, it was replaced by a soft sound of cracking tiles.

Hot tea was splashed on the quaint floor, reflecting a dark color.

Broken pieces of blue and white porcelain fell to the ground, some of which were still hung with tea leaves.

Very messy.

However, in this scene, Bao Jinghan felt a little strange.

If she guessed correctly, the fourth cup of tea is for Rong Rong.But at this moment, Rong Rong has not returned, and this beautiful Boss-sama seems to have expelled her.

Oh no, expulsion is a nice way of saying it.

To put it bluntly, no matter what her situation is now, whether she can come back or not, the ending in their eyes is already the same as this broken porcelain cup.

Slightly startled, Bao Jinghan tried his best to whitewash the peace with calm and indifferent eye waves and a shallow communicative smile.

She glanced at the broken teacup, as if she didn't understand anything, but someone accidentally broke a cup, and looked up at the two in front of her.

"If you don't talk about it, don't talk about it, don't you do what you want?"

Laugh, laugh, laugh, she smiled hard, turned her eyes calmly and glanced back at the beautiful boss, then lowered her eyes to look at the arm tightly held by him, and said softly: "However, your master's hospitality Dao, it's a bit unacceptable. How can I drink tea if you grab me like this? "

"Sheng, have you seen it? This woman's teeth are so sharp, and her temper is so picky! It's much stronger than a few years ago!"

"Thank you."

Picking up the teacup, Bao Jinghan hooked the ear of the cup gracefully, and lifted it slightly towards the beautiful boss.Then he lifted the half-covered lid of the cup, and a faint kaji color fell into his eyes.

This is not tea, but milk tea.

Sniffing it before sending it to her nose, she sipped the rim of the cup lightly, and tasted the sweetness mixed with milk fragrance in the cup.

Her thoughts drifted unconsciously to the afternoon when she was abroad. The afternoon tea she was used to and often used had this taste.

And this smell reminded her of something, but before she could grasp it, the feeling disappeared.

Putting down the delicate cup, Bao Jinghan licked away the milk stain from the corner of his mouth contentedly, and raised his head again: "Tell me, what do you need me to explain?"