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

Five years.

From acquaintance to now.

They have been together for five years, and they are both teachers and friends, fathers and brothers.

Leaving aside his identity as cheap uncle, he is more like her friend, father, elder brother, teacher, and even the closest person...

He loves her, pampers her, takes care of her, pays attention to her, cultivates her——

These have become an inseparable part of his life!

But now, he personally pushed the little girl on his heart to another man.

Although that man has this ability, he can even do better than him.

But he had to admit that he was reluctant...but he had to!

"Uncle? Uncle!"

A soft and sweet voice, lazy, came from the opposite side.

Called his attention back.

"Sit upright! Have you ever seen a rich and famous lady like you?"

There was a cold color attached to the warm eyes, but it couldn't conceal the faint pampering in them.

Bo Junchen sat down calmly, and gracefully nestled his body into the sofa.

The movements of raising hands and throwing feet, as if they have been programmed, are precise and almost perfect.

With his hands clasped habitually, he reminded her a few words in an elder tone.

Then he lifted his lips unhurriedly, and got straight to the point: "I don't know the old man's decision. However, he asked me to ask you, how do you feel about spending a day with Lu Yan?"

"As you can see."

Bo Jinghan gave an ambiguous answer.

There seemed to be a hint of laziness on the lips, but the man had already sat up from the sofa, reached out to pick up the economic magazine on the sofa, and started to read it.

Her movements seem random and careless.

But from the moment she picked up the magazine, Bo Junchen understood the resistance and resistance in her heart.

She was refusing to talk to him in such a distant and indifferent way!

"Put the magazine down!"

After a brief silence, Bo Junchen's cold voice broke the deadlock between the two.

Bao Jinghan was obedient, or out of a conditioned reaction, he threw the magazine out neatly.

Raising an eyebrow, he motioned to him.

"My dear uncle, what instructions do you have?"

"Bo Jinghan, you've been very wrong recently! If it's because I hit you that day, then I solemnly apologize to you now..."

"Uncle, if that's all you want to talk about... then, let's end the conversation! I have to deal with the work that the old man entrusted to me, otherwise the old man will have to pick me up in the middle of the night and call to train me." Me, you, take over!"

Directly interrupting Bao Junchen's words, Bao Jinghan got up as if nothing had happened, and was about to leave around the sofa.

Bo Junchen stared at her back.

After a long time, when she saw that she was about to walk to the door, she suddenly said, "Hanhan, are you sure it's him?"

Bao Jinghan's back was slightly stiff.

The fingers holding the doorknob subconsciously increased their strength.

A few seconds later, she turned to look at Bao Junchen with a smile on her face, and gave a low "hmm".

After a short pause, she turned her gaze back, stared at the door panel and continued: "The person I like chose the crown..."