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

Bewitching, this is definitely Chi Guoguo's bewitching.

For a moment, Bao Jinghan did have such an idea.

But the next moment, she slowly raised her head, raised her eyelids lazily, looked at him with trembling eyelashes, and smiled enchantingly: "That's all I can say, it's up to you whether you believe it or not. As for I don't want you to worry about what I think. After all, we haven't gotten to know each other enough to care for each other, sir!"

Confrontation.

The two are tall and short, and there is an obvious height difference.

But when the hatchback looked at each other, the sense of oppression seemed to have nothing to do with looking up and down.

Because he, from her eyes, also felt that almost cruel oppression.

Hands loosen unconsciously.

At this moment, Bao Jinghan lowered his eyes and sat back on the chair.

Sheng Qing, who had been standing at the door, turned back for some reason.

Looking at Bao Jinghan, he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, say it!"

"Boss..." He pursed his lips, and the dimples on his cheeks were slightly trapped.He looked down at Bao Jinghan again, then lowered his voice and said, "Failed. We...failed..."

Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed across the charming eyes of the beautiful man.

He tightly held Bao Jinghan's hand, and suddenly let go.

Turning around, he walked a few steps towards a secluded corner.

Sheng Qing glanced at Bao Jinghan warningly, hurriedly followed, and whispered to him: "Just received the news that the transaction at Pier No. [-] failed. Everyone was ambushed by the Eagle Strike Brigade. They saw through I got rid of the disguise of those boxes of goods, and pulled out the things. Now, those people have been controlled and taken away for further investigation..."

While speaking, he carefully observed the expression of the man in front of him.

He didn't dare to let go of any subtle expression changes.

And obviously, anger and killing were written on this man's face.

Like a raging wildfire, it seems to be able to burn everything...

"You mean, all the participants..." Looking up, he stared at Sheng Qing, biting those two words tightly again in a serious manner, and said heavily: "All! Yes!"

Meeting his gaze, Sheng Qing lowered his head.

The voice was very low and low, "Yes".Afterwards, he paused, and then said, "Boss, let's evacuate!"

"Withdraw, of course we have to withdraw! Not only do we have to withdraw, but I also want to take her away! This is our most important weight. If there is more of her, the odds of winning are biased towards us. Even if there is no chance of winning, it can guarantee our safety. As for this time...we probably have to thoroughly check our interior. There must be something wrong here! Otherwise, how did his Eagle Strike Team know about the temporary replacement of the trading time, ships and goods? Could it be possible, Everyone in the Eagle Strike Brigade is a fortune teller?!"

The gentle smile, because of the gloomy and murderous look in the eyes, became eerie and terrifying, filled with a chilling evil spirit.

There is also a taste of conspiracy.

Sheng Qing, on the other hand, caught the problem from what he could no longer understand.

So he immediately lowered his head and responded in a low voice: "Yes, I will arrange the evacuation route."

Bao Jinghan, who was sitting not far away, was leaning against the window, letting the cool breeze blow over his cheeks, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, but his gaze was always on the porcelain cup in front of him.

White and slender fingers, holding a long-handled porcelain spoon, slowly stirring along the edge of the cup...