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

Hope, disappointment.

Sometimes there is only a thin line between these two emotions.

Arms curled up, Cen Jingsong maintained the original posture, froze without moving a bit.

<thia这小小名模。

But this little supermodel made her suffer one after another, coupled with Bao Junchen's indifference, the little imbalance in Cen Jingsong's heart finally reached the extreme as the scale tilted.

"Bo Junchen, no one cares about you, why are you talking to her!"

The man's footsteps paused slightly.

Cen Jingsong was overjoyed, her delicate face flushed.

Seeing the man who was still in love with her turn her head, her heart was pounding, and her lingering affection for him was overflowing!

The four eyes meet.

The icy cold light shot out from her warm eyes, her long-awaited lips parted slightly, and slowly, lightly, she uttered a word.

No emotion, no temperature, cold heart——

"roll!"

People are a bit cheap in their bones.

Driven away by Bao Junchen so directly, Cen Jingsong was stunned for a moment, but the blush on his face didn't fade away, on the contrary, he became even more beautiful.

And that kind of love is ready to come out.

However, she still seems to understand men's psychology very well, and she didn't turn into a roaring wild woman to slap in the street at this time, and she didn't bring up a Qiong Yao-style bitter heroine on the stage.

The beautiful eyes staring at him gradually dimmed.

A thin layer of mist instantly covered the gloomy eyes, blinking and blinking, as if holding back tears.

Biting her lip stubbornly, suppressing that anger, she stared at Bao Junchen aggrievedly.

Of course, a concept of class instilled in the bones may have played a role at this time.

She can be coquettish, cute and coquettish to Bo Junchen, but she never dares to lose her temper with him.Because in her logic, only a child like her who was born in a rich and powerful family has the right to boss her around.And it just so happens that compared with Bo Junchen, the Cen family and the Bo family are completely different. Strictly speaking, it is not a matter of money and power, but the bloodline of the Bo family is more noble!

Therefore, without knowing the inside story, she dared to grab [-] to [-] yuan with Bao Jinghan, but she didn't dare to contradict Bao Junchen.

Even... not even an explanation, he could only grit his teeth secretly and leave dejectedly.

"Hanhan——Bo Jinghan!"

Grabbing her by the shoulders, Bao Junchen slammed her, grabbing Bao Jinghan who strode forward without paying attention, and pushed her against the wall.

The smell of alcohol hit my face.

Bao Jinghan frowned slightly, and then relaxed.

Greeting him with a smile: "Uncle, you really don't know how to be sympathetic to women. You really deserve to chase that delicate little Huadan like a fly."

"Hanhan..."

"Uncle, you just happened to be here, so I'll ask you for a vacation. This reception is so boring. Anyway, I've finished my task of showing my face, so please let me go! Lu Yan and I have made an appointment with someone else , I won’t waste time here. I’ll get rid of Qiao Shukuang, Li Yi, and Brother Xiao Lin later, and I’ll make room for you and Nuan Xia’s two-person world, isn’t it interesting?”

Bo Jinghan blinked playfully.

The boundary was drawn lightly and calmly, and there was no wave in the smile from the beginning to the end.

But Bo Junchen didn't know whether he drank too much or took the wrong medicine.

He fixedly stared at her with an extremely complicated gaze.

One hand was on her shoulder, and the other was on her cheek.

Gently rubbing, brushing over her cheeks, shoulders, collarbone, shoulders...

With a pinch of his fingers, the figure pressed down on her!