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

When Bo Qing arrived home, Shen Yuan was still waiting for him.

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?" Bo Qing walked over.

"I can't sleep. I'm worried about you."

"Why should I worry? I'm fine."

"I'm just worried. What about Goodwin? How is he?" Shen Yuan asked.

Bo Qing said: "Dead."

On the way back, Bo Qing received news from Lin Ze that Goodwin was gone.

You could say he was cruel and ruthless or that he took human life lightly, but he would not let Goodwin stay in this world.

Goodwin is gone, and as for Salin, who was sentenced to death for murder and refusing to plead guilty, and even attempting to kill a police officer, she will soon be reunited with Goodwin.

Shen Yuan took Bo Qing to sit on the sofa, then rubbed his temples: "It's better for him to die. Such a wicked person shouldn't be alive in this world. He has done so many things. Even if he is handed over to the police, he won't survive."

"Well, it's better for some people to die."

So as to avoid committing more evil and hurting more people.

Bo Qing pulled Shen Yuan over and let her sit on his lap. He just held her quietly.

He buried his head in Shen Yuan's neck, sniffing the elegant and familiar scent on her body, enjoying the tranquility.

"Where's Mumu?" Bo Qing asked.

"I went to my third brother's place."

Mo Chaomu is not a person who can sit idle. It is impossible for him to be so quiet when it comes to such a big thing. Mo Chaomu also likes to participate in it.

"Then let him go. It's just right that he doesn't come to disturb our world of two." Bo Qing moved his head. Now not only was his head buried in Shen Yuan's neck, but his lips were also pressed against Shen Yuan's skin, grinding against it.

When he spoke, his lips opened and closed, like feathers brushing against Shen Yuan's skin, making her feel itchy.

She shrank back: "Itchy~"

"Where is it itchy?"

"What do you think? You talk so close to me that it makes my neck itchy." Shen Yuan hugged Bo Qing's head, preventing it from moving around.

"Is it just your neck that itchy?" As he said that, Bo Qing's hand scratched Shen Yuan's waist twice.

The tingling and numb feeling made Shen Yuan feel like he was electrocuted.

"Haha, stop it!" The itchy feeling made Shen Yuan laugh. She wanted to dodge, but no matter how hard she dodged, she always ended up in Bo Qing's arms.

Bo Qing's hand really never left Shen Yuan, teasing her even more, leaving her no way to escape.

"Bo Qing!" She called his name in a reproachful tone, but her voice sounded more like a spoiled child.

Looking at this face, Bo Qing couldn't help but move closer and kiss Shen Yuan directly on the lips.

"Ah!" Shen Yuan cried out softly, and the rest of the words were blocked in her throat by Bo Qing.

I've been very busy recently and we haven't been intimate for a long time.

With all these messy things happening, neither of them had any interest.

But the two of them were already adult men and women, and for Bo Qing, being in his early thirties was still a time for impatience.

Once he touched Shen Yuan's body, things were out of control.

The hot and wet kiss fell.

His palms were very big, and his dry palms were very hot. It was as if fire was left wherever he touched, and the fire turned into flames, burning very vigorously.

Shen Yuan's own appearance was already unsightly, but looking at Bo Qing's appearance, his clothes were all in good condition, with his buttoned-up shirt and trousers, he still looked so abstinent.

"This is not fair!" Shen Yuan complained.

"What's unfair about it?" Bo Qing's voice was a little hoarse.

Shen Yuan said: "I am like this, but you are still fine."

Shen Yuan sat entirely on Bo Qing's waist. She had a great figure, and her slender waist was in the man's palm, which the man could hold with one hand. Such a picture was ambiguous and charming.

Bo Qing's eyes were deep, showing his desire that he no longer wanted to endure.

"I remember teaching you how to take off a man's clothes, right?"

His hands rubbed her waist: "Now, untie me."

Shen Yuan's eyes were like water, with a hint of deliberate playfulness. She seemed not to understand what Bo Qing said, and deliberately asked, "Unlock what?"

Bo Qing deliberately straightened his waist and pushed: "What do you think?"

"Is my wife trying to stifle me? If you've forgotten, I don't mind teaching you again."

After saying that, Bo Qing held Shen Yuan's hand with his other hand and led her down.

"I...don't...um..." Shen Yuan couldn't even utter a complete sentence, because Bo Qing...

Mo Chaomu was not at home and there was no one else at home. It was just the two of them here, so they could do whatever they wanted.

Later, Shen Yuan didn't want to move at all and curled up in Bo Qing's arms. She raised her head and said softly: "You only know how to bully me every day!"

"How did I bully you?" The man's voice was hoarse.

"I just told you to stop, why didn't you stop!" Shen Yuan accused.

The man couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead: "Baby, how could I stop at that time."

The word "baby" made Shen Yuan's cheeks even hotter.

Bo Qing seldom called her like that, but calling her like that gave Shen Yuan a different feeling.

As if she was really his treasure, Shen Yuan stretched out her hand and hooked it around his neck: "But why don't you clean it for me?"

Bo Qing kissed her: "Don't worry, you promised to give me another baby."

"When did we agree on this? How come I didn't know about this?" Shen Yuan blamed her coquettishly.

"We have already agreed on this. Don't we Yuanyuan want to?"

"Then what if I don't want to?"

"If you don't want to, then go take a shower now."

Shen Yuan hooked him: "Forget it, let it be."

And then she fell asleep in his arms in a daze. The two figures were pressed together. Bo Qing held the person in his arms and gently stroked her hair.

His eyes were full of satisfaction and joy, and his movements were gentle as if he was touching a treasure. His wife is so beautiful!