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

Lu Yan opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

In the palm, the warm and soft touch, accompanied by his breath, lightly sprinkled on her slightly cool skin, and suddenly, the **** feeling ran down the palm of the hand, swishing to the spine.

Bao Jinghan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he heard his deep voice: "I don't care what others say. All I know is that your heart... will live with me from now on!"

Holding her hand, Lu Yan took her hand to her chest, slowly squeezed her wrist, and guided the animal that was obviously resisting and cautious, treating him like a porcelain doll, not daring to touch his slender The catkin pressed against his bandaged chest.

Through the bandage, no matter how careful Bao Jinghan was, Lu Yan's hand was too strong, and he was controlling her the whole time, so naturally he touched his wound.

The pain swept straight to the wound.

Lu Yan squinted her eyes, although the injury was painful, her heart was sweet.

"Hanhan, look up and look at me."

When she looked up, Lu Yan saw her red eyes, and also saw the crystals rolling down from them.

One couldn't help it, and the teardrops fell on the back of his hand, making him clenched his palm involuntarily.After a long time, she slowly let go, stretched out her hand to caress her cheek, and sighed: "Why are you crying? Look at me, I wanted to make you happy, but why did you make you cry! Hey... Wife, you ... I found that you are almost made of water recently. Look, you are almost too big for your husband. Or, I will ring the bell and ask the nurse to twist a towel for you! "

towel……

Bao Jinghan remembered an interesting incident between the two of them in the past, and couldn't help but sink his face. The tears stopped, but he couldn't help but glared at him angrily.

The reddish cheeks were puffy, and the delicacy of a woman of this age was immediately revealed.

This made Lu Yan happy in his heart, and the fingers rubbing her cheeks were more provocative, lingering on her ears and chin, and there was a trace of undisguised affection in the eyes looking at her.

"Finally stop crying!"

"Don't get hurt less, don't worry me less, even if you want me to cry, I'm too lazy to waste tears!"

Bo Xiaoniu stiffened her mouth again, gave Lu Yan a sideways look, and turned her face away.

At the same time, he reached out to touch the moist cheeks, slightly hooked the tip of his tongue, brushed across the corners of his lips, and licked the teardrops hanging from his mouth.But she was secretly burying herself in her heart, she was living more and more, becoming more and more useless, look, it's only been more than a week, how many times has she lost control of her emotions and burst into tears?How many times is this today? !

It wasn't just Bao Jinghan who noticed that she was crying a lot lately, Lu Yan also noticed that she had recently lost control of her emotions...and sentimentality.During those few days in a coma, although he was unconscious, his heart and perception were quite clear.He knew that Bao Jinghan had been watching over him at that time, taking care of him without any help, and he also knew that she was quietly wiping away tears.

And when he woke up, the little girl burst into tears with joy.

Afterwards, although she never dropped a golden bean in front of him, his old lady asked him in private, did she bully his wife?At that time, Lu Yan was very puzzled. No one else knew how much he treasured her, but his old lady saw it. How could he ask such a question?In the end, he asked the old lady to find out that his old lady saw Bao Jinghan crying in a daze in the lounge, as if she was thinking about something...

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