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

Bao Jinghan let him hug her without moving.

The sun shone through the window lattice and enveloped the two of them.

Even though the sunshine was mixed with a little cool spring breeze, to Bao Jinghan, this kind of brilliance seemed like a world away!

"I can still see the sun, that's great!"

Close your eyes.

Bao Jinghan's white and tender pen tip loosened slightly, and took a deep breath.

Under the sun, her already fair and bright face was still bloodless, obviously morbidly pale.But it didn't lose the brilliance of the original reason, on the contrary, there was an extra layer of softness and coquettishness, which made Lu Yan unconsciously hug her even tighter.

But at this time, her slightly hoarse voice was calmly attached to the gentle voice, and slowly knocked on his eardrum.

Very light, very heavy, but every word contains solemn strength: "Lu Yan, thank you."

"Ni'er, I never want to hear the three words 'thank you' again. At least, don't let me hear such words again because of this kind of thing!"

A mellow voice responded to her.

Not the consolation of post-eventism, nor the nonsense of "it's all over" and "forget it" like others!

Lu Yan expressed his feelings concisely and forcefully.

——It's not that I don't want to hear 'thank you', but I hope you are all well, and you will never need me to save you, and you don't need to thank me for your life...

Such thanks will only make him more worried!

Hearing this, Bao Jinghan opened his eyes silently, looked at the spring outside the window a little greedily, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Should... there will be no next time."

Speaking uncertainly, Bao Jinghan suddenly turned his face and looked at Lu Yan.

The cheeks and his lightly caressed, and the clear breath fell on her cheeks in a trance: "Didn't you promise to grandpa to protect me? I believe in you, I believe in your promise..."

Indeed, for a person who only opens his inner world to a small number of people - trust is a key to open the door of the heart.

Only by opening her heart and approaching her world can I get closer to her!

Perhaps, the attraction between men and women is inseparable from the straight-up values ​​of hormones and adrenal hormones, but after the fresh period, this index will decline.So if things like feelings want to last long, you need more things, such as the mutual recognition of spirit and soul, to yourself, to each other, to the world shared by two people...

"I am very happy."

"Ok?"

Bao Jinghan slightly raised his eyebrows, obviously not understanding what he was happy about.

"I'm very glad that you told me honestly that you trust me. This means that I already have a place in your heart! Of course, after this incident, I suddenly discovered that I am just like you..."

I also trust you, and you also occupy a piece of land in my heart.

No, maybe more than you!

With Bao Jinghan in his arms, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Half-closed eyes, like a lazy cat basking in the sun, with a bit of morbid charm.

"Hearing what you mean, it seems that I can only..." With a slight smile, Bao Jinghan said as if reading a play: "The little girl has nothing to repay, so she can only promise her with her body, and I hope Master Lu will accept it with a smile!"

The charming tone is mixed with a tired dullness.

That voice seemed to be endowed with power in an instant, a power to confuse people's hearts.

The lingering in it made Lu Yan feel a little dazed, as if he was in a play.