I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

Ling Shaoqing endured hard enough for An Ruo's homework.

After finally waiting for the movie to finish, he lifted the small table in front of An Ruo off the bed.

An Ruo was shocked: "Uncle, what are you doing? I still have to write my review."

"I'll write it later. Didn't I promise you this morning that I would let you bully me back?"

The atmosphere is so good now, how could Ling Shaoqing miss the opportunity to be bullied by An Ruo.

An Ruo was stunned for a moment. While watching the movie, she naturally felt the change in Ling Shaoqing behind her.

After all, it was always bothering her.

Although An Ruo was shy, she didn't move. She just had bad thoughts. Anyway, she said that she still had an aunt, and she firmly refused to help him anymore. In the end, he was the one who felt uncomfortable.

But she didn't know that Ling Shaoqing knew early on that her aunt was gone today.

Speaking of which, it can be considered a perversion. Ling Shaoqing would check the trash can every time he went to the bathroom. After all, he had consulted a gynecologist about professional issues regarding girls' menstruation.

Such as color, such as menstrual flow.

These can reflect the physical condition of girls.

When he looked at it last night, Ling Shaoqing had already discovered that the amount was very small, almost gone.

There are no towels in the trash can today.

An Ruo's little abacus was crackling, but she didn't know that her abacus had already been wrong from the beginning.

Ling Shaoqing turned over and bullied An Ruo underneath him.

"How's it going? Do you want to bully me back? Wife, don't come back when the opportunity is too late."

An Ruo felt that her little brain was not enough.

How should I bully him into this matter?

As innocent as she was, she had no idea, but looking at the sincerity in Ling Shaoqing's eyes, An Ruo was angry at the skinned palms of her hands, and finally nodded her head vigorously.

"Of course I'm going to bully you back! Who asked you to bully me!"

Seeing that she agreed, Ling Shaoqing raised her hand and lifted An Ruo's nightgown. An Ruo was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Of course, I want you to bully me back."

"You, you, you...take your hand out..."

The sincerity in Ling Shaoqing's eyes had turned into success, and he had a smirk on his face: "Yesterday, it was Xiao Xiaoqing who bullied your hand. Today, let Xiao Xiaoruo bully my hand. As long as you don't say stop, The kind that can be bullied all the time."

Depend on!

Fooled, deceived!

An Ruo almost wanted to curse!

Is this her bullying Ling Shaoqing? It was obviously Ling Shaoqing who bullied her!

The movie had stopped long ago, and there was only An Ruo's sobs in the room. The night was still very long...

An Ruo didn't know how many times she had told her to stop, but Ling Shaoqing didn't listen even once.

When Ling Shaoqing finally took her into the bathroom to clean herself, Anruo's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand.

She seemed to have been caught in a hearty rain, and her whole body was wet.

Ling Shaoqing hugged her and called her water rabbit. An Ruo was furious and scolded him with eyes red and swollen from crying: "Asshole, bastard! I never want to care about you again!"

Ling Shaoqing looked so innocent: "I've already let you bully me, why are you still angry? Little Xiaoqing is still holding back!"

"Hmph! Don't even think about touching me again!"

An Ruo didn't want Ling Shaoqing to hold her, so she walked out of the bathroom shakily while holding on to the wall. As soon as she got into bed, she rolled herself up with a quilt.

As soon as Ling Shaoqing approached, Anruo cried loudly: "Get out, you are not allowed to come back tonight."

Come on, I bullied someone again.

My wife is too squeamish and innocent, how can I break her?

Seeing the big tears on the little girl's face, Ling Shaoqing could only compromise: "Okay, okay, I'll go to the study and write my thoughts for you. You can rest first."

After Ling Shaoqing left with the computer in her arms, An Ruo slowly stopped crying.

So shameful! So exciting.

He actually... he actually... bullied her like that.

Xu was exhausted physically and mentally, and An Ruo fell asleep quickly. It only took Ling Shaoqing about fifteen minutes to write an electronic version of his review for An Ruo. After saving it, he got up and returned to the room.

An Ruo wrapped herself like a spring roll and slept uneasily.

Ling Shaoqing had no choice but to peel it out carefully. As soon as he lay down, the little girl rolled into his arms as if she pressed a radar on him.

The little girl's eyes were still swollen, and she looked very attractive.

Ling Shaoqing couldn't hold back, lowered his head and kissed her pretty mouth. After An Ruo showed signs of waking up, he quickly restrained himself and slept with his little wife in his arms in a serious manner.

An Ruo woke up in Ling Shaoqing's arms in the morning and kicked Ling Shaoqing under the bed unceremoniously.

"Hmph~ I'll stay in the dormitory tonight!"

"Be good, my husband was wrong. I won't dare to do that again in the future."

An Ruo finally understood. He said he would not dare to do it again, but he would dare to do it again!

An Ruo carried her schoolbag with an angry face and went to school without even eating breakfast.

It's over, the bullying feels good for a while, and I chase my wife to the crematorium.

Ling Shaoqing packed breakfast and drove it to An Ruo's school in person. The subway was a bit crowded during the morning rush hour. An Ruo's legs were weak and she was almost knocked down several times.

There were people all around, and the strange smell mixed with her made her feel very uncomfortable.

If she had known better, she wouldn't have lost her temper and ran out to take the subway. She didn't eat in the morning and was squeezed in the crowd. An Ruo almost fainted.

Ling Shaoqing drove early and waited at the school gate.

Ling Shaoqing's eyes were full of heartache when he saw An Ruo walking out of the subway with the crowd.

The little girl's hair was messed up, her clothes were wrinkled, her brows were furrowed tightly, and she looked particularly uncomfortable.

Ling Shaoqing quickly got out of the car and supported the shaky Anruo: "Little girl, what's wrong?"

An Ruo felt extremely wronged: "There are too many people, it's too crowded."

"I'm sorry, it's uncle's fault. Uncle is asking for leave. Let's go back and have a good rest."

"No, I have to go to class."

An Ruo pushed Ling Shaoqing away and walked towards the school. Ling Shaoqing quickly took out the breakfast and chased after her: "Good boy, you want to have breakfast."

What the aunt cooked was An Ruo's favorite food. She couldn't help it and raised her hand to take it.

"Uncle will pick you up after school."

"No! I live in the dormitory."

"It's Friday today, let's go back to Wangshan Villa."

An Ruo then remembered that she had promised that Mrs. Sui, her grandmother, would go back to accompany her on Saturdays and Sundays.

However, she really didn't want to sleep in the same room with Ling Shaoqing anymore. He was too bullying, and when she asked him to stop, he became even more energetic.

An Ruo felt that her legs were about to suffer from Parkinson's disease.

"Looking back to the Mountain Villa is fine, I want to sleep by myself tonight."

Ling Shaoqing nodded quickly, naturally he wanted to trick the person back first: "Okay."

"You're not allowed to sneak in."

"Where to enter?"

An Ruo suddenly blushed and glared over: "You are not allowed to enter my room! Humph, you crooked old gangster, please leave quickly, I have to go to class!"