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

"Su Nuanxia, ​​do you really want to add fuel to the fire at this time!"

His eyes were dark and boundless.

Su Nuanxia's frivolous and provocative behavior severely defeated his proud calm.

It made Bo Jun and his ministers angry.

His raised hand landed on her round chin, tightened suddenly, and squeezed hard.

Gritting his teeth and squinting his eyes, he stared at her intently for a long time.

finally.

Putting down his hands, he fell into silence without saying a word.

Friends with benefits, bedmates, lovers...

This woman clearly knew that these words were not his definition of her.

But she deliberately emphasized it every time, and put the obviously serious relationship between the two of them in this awkward and shady position.

Then this kind of behavior tortured him again and again, and also tortured himself——

Closing his eyes, Bao Junchen concealed the dark light that quickly flashed in his eyes, reached out his hand to stop her waist, and pulled her into his arms fiercely.

Su Nuanxia didn't struggle and let him hold her.

Don't care!

But the words that come out of your mouth must be vicious without any resistance or struggle.

"Bo Plague God, I'm not adding fuel to the flames. I'm just praising you! You know, the requirements to be my sex buddy are very high. One is to be well-informed, and the other is to be smart and live well. The third is to be handsome and stylish. You can often occupy one of these three things, and you will be great. Coincidentally, you have all three, and you belong to the best of the best. How wonderful! There are so many tricks on the bed, and you will feel refreshed off the bed , proficient in everything in one hundred and eight strokes. It is clean and energetic, and has a particularly high durability. It is practical and cool. If I don’t want you, my brain will definitely be squeezed into a tofu brain by the door..."

"enough!"

The cold, unpredictable and complex aura condenses and changes suddenly.

Bo Junchen interrupted her with a low voice, and pushed her out at the same time.

Her deep eyes locked on her slightly pale face.

for a moment...

Turn away.

downstairs--

Bao Jinghan sat on the sofa alone, drinking his morning tea leisurely.

Due to his status, Aze couldn't show up, so Bao Jinghan stayed upstairs to prevent Tangtang, the little ancestor, from getting up and going downstairs.

Therefore, it was someone else who prepared her breakfast and tea this morning.

And this smell...

Taking a sip, Bao Jinghan frowned slightly, and put down the clear bone china cup.

The maid at the side who was preparing meals for her became nervous as if she was facing an enemy.

"Miss, this tea..."

"It doesn't taste right, I still like Aze's preparation."

Responding lightly, Bao Jinghan lowered his head to look at the things on the table, and lost his appetite when he heard the approaching "click" sound.

He waved his hand at her and ordered in a low voice: "Get out!"

The maid hurriedly tidied up.

And at this time, Bao Jinghan asked again: "Where is Grandpa?"

"The old man is doing morning exercises on the back mountain of the manor."

"understood……"

Before Bao Jinghan finished speaking, the sound of footsteps stopped.

Under the guidance of a servant, Ye Jiaojiao approached the living room and the central sofa, and stood less than three meters away from Bao Jinghan.

And beside her stood a man who looked quite tall.

If you look at it from the back, it really looks like a handsome man.

But looking from the front...

This person's facial features are quite upright, but his eyes are a bit wretched, which makes the whole person lose his decent spirit.