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

Nuo Da's old house is quiet.Even though the sun shines in through the magnificent glass windows, it still doesn't feel warm.

Probably because the little guy who can inject vitality is not there?Or maybe it is what he cares most about, the relationship between the person who is connected with his blood and whose whereabouts are unknown now.In short, Chi Jun's mood is very bad now, and he feels that even the blood in his bones is going to be completely cold!

But very helpless, Mr. Bo is an old god, but he doesn't want to tell him a little news first, so that he can have peace of mind.

The long corridor seemed to be longer than before.

Chi Jun stepped on the wooden floor under his feet, only to feel that his hearing became extremely sharp, and he seemed to be able to hear clearly the creaking sound of the friction between the cracks in the floor.

However, the dragon-headed cane that the old man held in his hand was the one that worried him the most.Every time he took a step, his cane would poke the ground, and the aggressive sound was heavy, as if the majesty of Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.The sound hit his heart directly, and it seemed to penetrate into his anxious soul, making Chi Jun, who was already very restless, feel even more uncomfortable.

This already familiar and no longer familiar journey seems to have become particularly far away, so far away for a few minutes at this moment, which makes him feel like climbing a towering mountain.

Wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the old man who had already entered the study door, Chi Jun was startled for a moment, then walked quickly into it, hurriedly closed the door, and then opened his mouth.

But the old man looked at him with a half-smile, and raised his finger to the couch next to the coffee table in the study, "Sit! What would you like to drink, milk?"

As soon as the words fell, before Chi Jun refused, Mr. Bo smiled to himself and said, "Oh, look at my memory, that little girl Jing Han likes milk. I remember that girl said, you like milk." Is it Blue Mountain? It just so happens that I love this old man, and I got a canned one some time ago. It’s a coincidence that you came today, and you just have a taste of grandpa’s handicrafts, how about it?"

What is this scenario?

When will people come here? Is this old man still in the mood to make coffee? !

Chi Jun frowned tightly.

He silently stared at the old man for a while.

He looked at the old man very seriously, and saw that he was already busy behind the small water bar. He looked calm and leisurely, as if he didn't know what he was worried about at all. Show off the coffee he makes!

Wasn't he worried at all?

No, not possible!

Jing Han was brought up by him when he was 17 years old, and he trained him himself, and he was designated as the heir, so he must be a precious existence.

But judging by his current performance, if it is not a deliberate disguise, there is only one possibility...

"Grandpa, please tell me where Jing Han is now! You know that, right!"

Chi Jun's voice was very serious and sincere.Anyone with feelings can hear his expectation and joy for this news from the slightly trembling clang at the end.

Mr. Bo chuckled, and turned around in the small space behind the water bar. His shrewd eyes showed no calculation at all, only kindness.

Looking at Chi Jun, he narrowed his eyes slightly, taking in all of Chi Jun's expressions.

Opening his lips, he spit out the answer that Chi Jun was looking forward to, but disappointed him:

"Sorry, kid, Grandpa doesn't know where she is. But..."