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

What a happy family?

He couldn't bear to disturb this light and warm atmosphere!

But to him, it was a kind of irony.

It stands to reason that he personally pushed Bao Jinghan to Lu Yan, but now he has unspeakable regret hidden in his heart...

"Mr. Bo? You—"

Ze's voice came from behind.

Bo Junchen came back to his senses almost instantly, took half a step towards the shadow outside the door, and turned to look expressionlessly at the man who suddenly appeared.

His deep gaze followed closely behind.

Looking up and down, as if thinking about him very carefully.

"Mr. Thin..."

"Go on, don't disturb them."

The understated order seemed to be caring, but when it fell into Aze's ears, it changed the taste.

However, he was very smart and did not expose this misty illusion.

She just nodded slightly at him, then turned and went downstairs.

And Bo Junchen didn't stop at the door, but walked towards the depth of the opposite corridor, stopped at the door of Su Nuanxia's room for a while, and pushed the door open...

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Playing with the two little guys until after ten o'clock, and finally coaxing them to sleep, Bao Jinghan took advantage of the time when Lu Yan was taking a bath, and flipped through the mountains of documents on the desk.

He sighed heavily.

With a confused mind, she couldn't concentrate, so she simply left the file and walked into the balcony with her mobile phone, and called Aze.

After confirming that Mr. Bo was fine, she mentioned it casually, and asked in a low voice: "Ah Ze, is it because of the agarwood wooden box or the key in the box that Grandpa is looking for you?"

There was a long silence on the phone.

There was only a low voice that hesitated to speak: "Miss—"

"Forget it, I just want to confirm whether grandpa knows the mystery of this thing. Now that I hear your answer like that, I will understand it. Don't worry, I won't embarrass you..."

"Things are not what you think! Mr. Bo...he just hasn't figured out how to tell you..."

Aze explained eagerly, as if defending Bo Feiyang.

But Bao Jinghan's response didn't seem to care at all.

The voice is soft and soft, mixed with a bit of comforting harmony.

"If you don't think about it, you'd better let him hold back and stop talking. When grandpa and his old man think about it one day, it won't be too late for me to listen carefully!"

Before the words finished, Bao Jinghan yawned, and using this as an excuse, he said good night to Aze and hung up the phone.

At this time, after taking a shower, Lu Yan opened the half-closed balcony door.

Looking at her who was only wearing thin pajamas, a trace of reproach appeared in her eyes.

"Why don't you put on your clothes!"

"I'm a cold-blooded animal, not homeothermic."

Turning around teasingly, following Bao Jinghan's movements, her jet-black hair curled up in a curving curve, making her crystal-clear and jade-like face even more charming.

"Wait—"

Going back to the room, she took a thin blanket. Lu Yan wrapped it up for her involuntarily, and forced her to sit on her lap, "Coincidentally, I like to hug cold things the most. I will keep you warm in the future!"

"Heating? I think you can generate heat automatically without heating!"

Squinting at the man's handsome face, Queen Bo snorted arrogantly, but the little butt that was pressing on his lap moved deliberately, as if grinding.

As if provocative, she turned her face and approached him: "Young Master Lu, you are on fire..."