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

The night wind is gentle, and the drizzle is fluttering.

Afterwards, the city of S is extremely hot, but tonight's drizzle did not wash away the dryness and heat. Instead, it made the air boil, making it hot and humid.

Bao Jinghan turned on the air conditioner fully, closed the window of the balcony, and just sat on the small wicker chair on the balcony.

Looking out the window from a distance, I don't know what I am thinking.

"Have a glass of milk and you'll sleep better at night."

After taking a bath, Lu Yan came over with a cup of steaming milk.

But the first thing that came to his nose was not the aroma of milk, but the aroma of davidoff lingering around him.

Refreshing, clean, lingering.

"Thank you."

Bao Jinghan came back to his senses, took the cup with some embarrassment, lowered his head hastily, and drank the milk.

However, she always felt that Lu Yan's eyes, especially the naked ones, were shining on the top of her head.Unconsciously, she stopped swallowing, looked up in the direction of feeling, and met Lu Yan's gaze.

He had a doting smile in his indifference, which made Bao Jinghan slightly dazed.

At this time, Lu Yan stretched out his hand, as gently as if he was wiping a piece of porcelain carefully, with his warm fingertips, he swept across her lips, and slid a circle around her lips.

"Look at you, you still look like a child. You can't even slap your mouth, like a white beard!"

Masculinity, masculinity!

Miss Bo's heart is running fast all the way, her adrenaline soaring.But when she saw the milky white on Lu Yan's fingertips, and after listening to his words, her heart, which was beating wildly for a second, stopped immediately...

"Jingjing uses a baby bottle. Give me one, and I promise I won't give a shit." Throwing him a sideways glance, Bao Jinghan said firmly.

When the words fell, she regretted it.

Why did I follow his way?

It's not good to compare with anyone, but with a four-year-old doll!

Shaking his head amusedly, Bao Jinghan took out a tissue, wiped it on his lips, and raised his head again: "Is there any more?"

"Yes, here."

Lu Yan stretched out her finger to point to her lips, and pointed out her tongue, using the tip of her tongue to outline the peak of her lower lip.

Bao Jinghan's concentration was good this time, and he was not dizzy by this masculinity.She wiped it in the direction indicated by Lu Yan, and licked it subconsciously.

"Is it gone?"

"No, there is more. Let me help you!"

Pulling out the tissue in her hand, Lu Yan leaned against the wicker chair behind her with one hand, and stretched the tissue to her lips with the other, but bent down, narrowing the distance between the two of them, getting closer and closer.

A milky kiss is more intoxicating than alcohol.

Lu Yan enjoys savoring it wantonly.

Bao Jinghan was startled at first, then seemed to understand something, and kissed him back cooperatively.But her kiss back was not as relaxed as usual, Lu Yan could feel her tension from her slightly tense back.

What is she nervous about?

The lips moved away from hers, and stayed lightly on her cheek.

After a little taste, Lu Yan breathed lightly, still maintaining the posture just now, touching her forehead.

His eyes suddenly crashed into her pair of dim eyes, and he looked away in an instant.His kiss went up and landed on her subconsciously closed eyelids.

The warm lips fell and loosened in a superficial manner.

Lu Yan's deep and mellow voice floated in her ear, "You have something on your mind...Hanhan, I heard that you went to see Ye Tengda today, huh?"