After flirting with me wrongly, my scumbag uncle pinched my waist and pampered me fiercely

Bo Qing indulged Shen Yuan and let her hold him like a koala.

After hugging for a while, Bo Qing finally said, "The kitchen is very fumy, why don't you wait outside?"

"Are you trying to chase me away?" Shen Yuan's chin was against the man's back. Bo Qing was really too tall, half a head taller than her.

"I don't mean that. The smell here is quite strong. Go outside and keep your son company."

"No, I want to stay with you. We don't have much time to begin with, and you might be busy again someday."

Shen Yuan refused to let go, and Bo Qing was helpless.

He didn't want to be separated from Shen Yuan, so let it be.

The two of them were sitting in the kitchen having dinner. Shen Yuan couldn't help but laugh when she saw Bo Qing's skilled cooking skills: "If we lose our jobs in the future, we'll open a restaurant. You'll be the number one chef in our restaurant. With your looks and skills, we won't have to worry about no one coming to our restaurant."

"But the chef only made it for you."

"Nonsense, Mumu doesn't want to eat?" Shen Yuan seized the loophole in her question.

In her opinion, the chef only knew how to coax her, not caring whether what he said was full of loopholes or not.

"He came along for the ride, just to get a free meal."

"But you made it for Stone before. Tell me the truth, has Salin also eaten what you made?"

Bo Qing said: "Ston is just eating for free."

And the last time, when he was doing it for Shen Yuan, Stone just took two bites.

"As for Saleen, she has never eaten anything I cook."

He really didn't have as much contact with Salin as others imagined, and he didn't like Salin, so he would naturally avoid her. How could he possibly cook for Salin?

"Who knows whether what you said is true or false?" Shen Yuan snorted. Although he spoke with doubt, there was belief in his tone.

She had never disbelieved what Bo Qing said, and now that they had come this far, there was no need to doubt each other.

Bo Qing turned around and kissed Shen Yuan on the lips: "Then Mrs. Bo will keep an eye on me from now on and stay by my side every day. You are welcome to supervise me."

The three words "Mrs. Bo" made Shen Yuan's heart tremble.

This was the first time that Bo Qing called her that after they got married.

Bo Qing had called her Shen Yuan before, but they were not married yet and she was not even Mrs. Bo.

And now, they were married, and she was his only wife.

……

In a short while, the meal was ready. There were three dishes and a soup, and it looked very delicious.

After Bo Qing finished, Shen Yuan brought the food out and asked Mo Chaomu to come and eat as well.

Bo Qing’s cooking skills are really good. Not only Shen Yuan likes it, but Mo Chaomu also likes it.

"This must be made by Daddy. I haven't eaten Daddy's cooking for a long time. This dish must be made by Mommy. It tastes incomparable to Daddy's."

Mo Chaomu became a food critic and accurately guessed that the dish was indeed cooked by Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan pinched his face: "Why are you so powerful?"

They had a very happy meal with only the three of them and no one else.

Although Bo Qing has been married to Shen Yuan for some time, the three of them don't spend much time together.

It seems that I only ate alone like this once or twice.

"Eat more." Bo Qing picked up some food for Shen Yuan and Mo Chaomu.

Mo Chaomu has been eating all kinds of delicacies since he was a child, and he is tired of all the delicacies from land and sea. But now he is particularly fond of them and is almost wolfing them down. If you don’t know, you would think that Shen Yuan has been abusing him these days.

Finally, Mo Chaomu's stomach was full and he put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.

After finishing the meal, Bo Qing planned to clean up the dishes.

Shen Yuan pushed him and said, "Go take a shower and rest. I'll clean up here."

After saying that, Shen Yuan thought about how Bo Qing didn't want her to do these things, so she added, "I'll just put it in the kitchen and let the hotel staff wash it off when they clean."

Bo Qing nodded and went to take a shower.

He just slept for a while and felt he had recovered.

After taking a shower, I feel very comfortable.

Bo Qing came out wrapped in a bathrobe, which was tied loosely, with his chest exposed.

He has a great body, with strong muscles and perfect lines.

Shen Yuan took a look and quickly looked away. Only then did she remember that he had no clothes here.

Bo Qing was obviously acting like a hooligan, so Shen Yuan quickly pushed him back to the room.

"Don't set a bad example for your son. What if he learns from you and doesn't dress properly?"

"I'll have someone bring you two sets of clothes. You should have a good rest first."

As he spoke, Shen Yuan took out his cell phone and prepared to go buy clothes.

Bo Qing took the phone from her hand: "I'll ask Stone to deliver it tomorrow. Shouldn't we do something else now?"

"Anything else?"

Bo Qing pulled the person over and sat him on his lap.

"Of course it's something a couple should do."

After saying that, Bo Qing directly blocked Shen Yuan's lips and bit them gently.

A tingling sensation came from Shen Yuan's lips, as if she had been electrocuted. The thigh muscles under her buttocks were strong, and the man's body was burning hot.

Shen Yuan wanted to stand up, but Bo Qing grabbed her waist directly.

Those lips never left Shen Yuan's lips, and he kept kissing her.

Because of the movement, the originally loose pajamas on her body were torn apart.

Shen Yuan wanted to push with her hand, but unexpectedly she touched the man's muscles.

"Do you want to touch me?" Bo Qing let go of Shen Yuan briefly.

Shen Yuan's face turned red when she encountered this kind of thing. She didn't even touch him, but her hand was still on Bo Qing's chest. It was obvious that her words were not convincing at all.

"It's just average, no different from others." Shen Yuan commented.

Bo Qing suppressed his gaze and said, "Others? Yuan Yuan has touched others before?"

That’s not what Shen Yuan meant at all. What she meant was that everyone’s muscles should be similar.

Although she has never touched other people, when Shen Yuan is surfing the Internet, she can't help but see some men with good figures, such as models.

Comparing like this, they should feel about the same, except that Bo Qing's figure looks slightly better than theirs.

"I do not have……"

However, Bo Qing didn't want to listen anymore: "That must be because Yuanyuan hasn't touched me carefully. How about letting Yuanyuan feel it?"

As he spoke, Bo Qing's palm was placed against the back of Shen Yuan's hand. His big hand forcefully grasped Shen Yuan's hand, allowing Shen Yuan's hand to wander over his body, touching every inch of his skin.

Although he had touched it many times, Shen Yuan felt it was different every time.

On the back of the hand was Bo Qing's palm, warm from body temperature, and in the palm of the hand was the man's skin and muscles, muscles that were as hard as iron, and the iron was red-hot, scorching hot.

What was even more frightening was that the area beneath her belly, covered by the bathrobe, had already taken on a considerable shape.