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

"Oh, what a pity!"

Su Nuanxia, ​​who has been silent for a long time, understands her best friend's intentions.

Looking at her with slightly lowered eyes, he didn't say anything pretentious like 'I forgot', 'I don't remember', like a stupid excuse.

Instead, he admitted generously, and then continued frankly: "I admit it, and I can't let it go. Because for me, Sheng Qing is always by my side. And I failed to use the professional knowledge I am proud of. He found out the real culprit and the truth of his death. I feel guilty! Do you know? Before he passed away, he was still clutching the invitation letter of the report. When I held it in my hand, it had turned into a blood-red blood-red piece of paper. Although I didn't see what he looked like before he left, I can imagine..."

"Warm summer—"

Hesitant to speak, Bao Jinghan bit his lip and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"

"It's not you who should apologize, it's the bastard who made Sheng Qing look like that, and even involved you in it!"

Grit your teeth.

Su Nuanxia was slightly agitated, but she controlled it well, and no one found any flaws.

Only the deep eyes trembled slightly.

With drooping eyes, covering up the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, he clings to Bao Jinghan's hand, but lifts it up slightly: "Listen to me! Bao Jinghan, don't abuse your hand like this again, it has been washed very clean by you. And this time, you The same technique I saw may be just a coincidence, or it may be the key to solving the puzzle left on Sheng Qing! So... help me! Hanhan, his death is both your heart disease and mine. I hope You can help me. At least, first draw the 'Mu Shao' you have seen!"

Letting go of Bao Jinghan's hand, Su Nuanxia used an extraordinarily solemn tone, extremely earnest.

Bao Jinghan nodded without refusing: "Nuan Xia, thank you. I will try my best to draw. Although it was quite obscure at the time, I remember his face clearly."

After hearing this, Su Nuanxia was relieved.

The original worry gradually faded away.

It was not different from what she had judged before. Bo Jinghan was in a trance because of excessive shock and stimulation.Now, after she finished talking, she found a new breakthrough, and the trance was over.

Find a pen and paper and hand it over.

Su Nuanxia stared at her restored eyes, and looked around.

His eyes fell on the men's pajamas that Bao Jinghan was wearing, and there was a hint of narrowness in his dark eyes, and he teased her: "The relationship between you and Lu Yan has improved a lot! Look, That's all good, you can wear a dress!"

"cough--"

Bao Jinghan ignored her, and just raised his fist to his mouth and coughed.

Cover up the embarrassment on your face.

Then he lowered his head and drew, concealing a strange emotion that suddenly surged up in his heart.

The pencil slid across the white paper.

After a while, a handsome, not very handsome, but elegant portrait appeared on the white paper.

"I'm not very good at drawing, and I've tried my best, but the feeling is just a general appearance. If you meet him in person, you will feel very depressed. But what I said may not be everyone's feelings. After all, I saw When I saw him, the scene I saw would make anyone feel depressed..."