so bad!Just got married and got pregnant with the rival's cub

Bo Xun pinches Yin Huan's chin, and treats him like a deadly enemy even after getting married. With such beautiful lips, why can't he say a word that makes him happy.

For example, husband, kiss me.

Husband, I miss you so much!

Husband, give me a hug.

Husband, let's take a shower together!

When can she say such lingering, loving, and coquettish words to him.

Bo Xunqi kissed her hard on the lips, pinched her chin, and she couldn't escape.

One has just taken a bath, with the aroma of shower gel on her body, and the other has just returned from a social event, with the smell of tobacco and alcohol on her body, two different smells are intertwined in the air.

Yin Huan gasped delicately, and an ambiguous moan overflowed from the corners of her lips.

Bo Xun rubbed her lips, pried open her teeth, and sucked and sucked her little tongue.

After all this chasing and playing, Yin Huan's white and tender skin turned a shy pink.

Her chest was heaving, and she beat it with soft little hands, "You are going to die! Can't you let me breathe when you kiss? Do you want to kiss me to death? You just want to be widowed after getting married?"

Bo Xun let her beat him, with a smirk, "No! I'll pay attention next time!"

"What next time, don't kiss."

"That can't be done." Bo Xun picked her up, "We'll kiss again when we go back to the room. There are surveillance cameras in the hall."

He knew there was surveillance, and he still kissed her under the surveillance!

Dead!

Yin Huan didn't need to walk by himself, he pinched Bo Xun's ears, touched his Adam's apple, deliberately hooked him, and hooked him.

Bo Xun was breathing more and more heavily, and his eyes were burning with desire, "Miss, you will pay for your current behavior in a few days."

Yin Huan shrank his small hands, "Hmph! A paper tiger who is strong outside but in the middle, I'm afraid of you?"

Bo Xun's voice was low, "Is the big talk here already? Whoever dares to back down is a puppy!"

Yin Huan snorted arrogantly, dissatisfied.

As long as she hasn't experienced it, she won't accept it!

Ten out of ten men say that they are good at work, who knows if they are good or not!

Bo Xun carried her back to the bedroom, and saw that the sheets had been changed, and even the red "囍" character in the bedroom was gone.

Forget it.

I don't care about this little thing with my wife.

"Do you want to wash it again?"

"No more..." Yin Huan found him particularly annoying.

She is watching TV well, so it disturbs her whenever she comes.

Very cheap.

Bo Xun put her on the bed and went to take a bath.

Yin Huan took out the remote control, put down the projection screen hidden on the ceiling, and continued to watch the variety show just now.

Bo Xun quickly took a shower, wearing a pair of black boxers, and came out carelessly wiping his wet hair.

In the past, he lived in an apartment near the company. When he was not socializing, his aunt cooked for him and left. It was quiet and cold when he returned home.

It's different now.

He is married and has a wife.

The house is bustling.

Although his wife doesn't love him yet, although his wife is expensive and spoiled, has a big temper and needs many people to take care of him, but Bo Xun just sees Yin Huan, even if she has a straight face, he is happy.

He took out the hair dryer, plugged it in, and grabbed Yin Huan's hand, "My wife blows my hair."

Yin Huan stared at the black hair dryer in his palm, and threw it away like a hot potato, "Dream."

"What's wrong with blowing your husband's hair? My hair is so short, I'll delay you for a minute!"

Why is it so difficult for him to create other intimate contact during his wife's menstrual period!

Yin Huan rolled his eyes at him, "Bo Xun, I have never blown my hair since I was a child, why do you think you are an exception?"

She has always been washed and treated by others.

Bo Xun: I'm heartbroken!

He is no exception.

Bo Xun unplugged the hair dryer and put it aside angrily.

He went to bed with wet hair, just after taking a shower, when the cold wind in the room blew, his body felt cool.

Just as her big hand touched Yin Huan, she whispered, "Hiss~"

Bo Xun froze, "What's wrong?"

"Your hands are too cold, don't touch me."

Bo Xun rubbed his hands, his palms warmed up, and then he hugged her into his arms.

He smelled the fragrance in Yin Huan's hair, "May I blow it for you later?"

"not good."

"Why? You don't want to serve me, and I can't serve you! You only care about me, and you will die!" Bo Xun grabbed her tender little hand, put it on her lips and kissed it.

He stared presumptuously at Yin Huan's beautiful side face. She was looking at the screen, but suddenly turned her head, and the two looked at each other.

Bo Xun's lips were still pressed against the back of her hand, but his eyes traced her eyebrows, bright nose, red lips, and his eyes were full of lust.

"you will not."

"I don't know? What's so difficult about blowing my hair! Are my hands useless? I can't even blow my hair!" Bo Xun shook her wrist, "My hands are fine!"

"I'm afraid you'll hurt my well-maintained hair, so why don't you just do what you're good at?" Yin Huan withdrew his gaze lightly.

Do you have to torment her?

Bo Xun's tone became aggrieved, "That's not your menstrual period now, I can't do what I'm good at!"

Yin Huan withdrew his hand, day by day, his mind was full of messy thoughts.

Yin Huan gave him a contemptuous look and got out of bed.

Bo Xun followed her figure with his gaze.

Yin Huan went to the bathroom, turned off the projector when he came back, and fell asleep with his back to Bo Xun.

Bo Xun ran to the outside in desperation and dried his hair in 30 seconds, then put his arms around Yin Huan.

Knowing that Yin Huan was still asleep, he kissed her shoulder with thin lips, "I'll go home and have dinner with you at noon tomorrow."

"Need not."

"Why?" Bo Xun's lips squirmed on her shoulder, "Huh?"

Yin Huan's shoulders were itchy, "I'm going to the company tomorrow, and my dad told me to arrange a job for me."

Bo Xun: "..."

Does she really want to go to work after marriage?

Before marriage, she was the apple of the eye of the Yin family, but after marriage she went to work.

What do outsiders think of him? ? ?

Bo Xun felt worried.

Yin Huan turned his back to him, unable to see his frowning eyebrows, and fell into a deep sleep.

the next day.

Bo Xun was waiting in Yin Huan's cloakroom, and saw her wearing a white shirt with a pink hip-wrapping skirt, her long hair was slightly curly, her delicate and pretty face was put on makeup, and she came out wearing high heels.

She looks like a female elite in the workplace!

After thinking about it all night, Bo Xun could understand Yin Huan's desire to work in Yin's company.

Although the father-in-law is only 45 years old now, relatives are already coveting the property of the Yin family.

They all felt that after Yin Huan got married, the property of the Yin family would belong to them in the future.

Their thinking still stays in the previous feudal society, thinking that only men can inherit the family business.

He just didn't want Yin Huan to work too hard.

She never touched those.

Bo Xun clapped his hands, "My wife is so beautiful! She looks like a strong professional woman!"

Clapping after changing clothes, Bo Xun, don't exaggerate.

Bo Xun picked her up, "It's not convenient for you to go downstairs in high heels, so I'll hug you."

"I'll go by myself!"

"You walk too slowly by yourself, what if you get sprained?" Bo Xun hugged Yin Huan tightly, smelling the faint scent of perfume on Yin Huan's body, "Come to me when you encounter any problems you don't understand in business!"

"Ah."

Yin Huan responded perfunctorily.

Bo Xun happily carried her downstairs, and it was only later that Yin Huan learned about the structure of the villa that there was an elevator inside!

But at that time, Bo Xun had carried her up and down the stairs countless times.

Bo Xun, that scheming dog!

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