After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

It's about ten o'clock in the evening.

There were no lights in Yujingyuan Villa, and it was dark.

Bo Hanshi drank some wine outside, and Xu Zheng drove him back.

As soon as he entered the house, Tudou kept barking.

But after learning about those past grievances from Ye Qingmeng's mouth, she was pretentious and couldn't help but feel depressed. She didn't even notice that there was an extra pair of women's shoes at the door.

He raised his hand and loosened his tie, without paying any attention to Tudou. He walked upstairs in the dark, and the sensor light on the stairs turned on.

He pushed the door open and entered the master bedroom, and swung the door shut gently but not firmly. The weak light of the sensor light was completely blocked by the door.

All his emotions disappeared into the darkness again.

Bao Hanshi felt a faint sense of depression all over his body, and the alcohol was surging in his body, stinging his temples. He lay on the bed in a daze, and when he was about to pull off the quilt, he gave a big hand——

Xu's high vigilance and defense were engraved in his bones. Even in the dark, he immediately strangled the opponent's most vulnerable neck, saying harshly and accurately: "Who?"

"Well...it's me!"

Qiao Yu, who had been sleeping soundly under the quilt with his head covered, suddenly woke up and was startled.

Her instinctive desire to survive made her pull hard on Bao Hanshi's hand that was strangling her neck.

Bo Hanshi was frightened and quickly put his hand away.

There was a "click" sound.

The night light beside the bed was lit, and the warm orange light instantly illuminated the entire master bedroom.

Qiao Yu was so frightened that when he was still in shock, he was already grabbed by those arms and held tightly in his arms.

Bao Hanshi looked down at her neck: "Does it hurt?"

There was nothing unusual about her fair neck, except for a slight redness, which was caused by his pinching just now and should subside soon.

Seeing that she was fine, Bo Hanshi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a dumb smile: "Why did you suddenly return to the imperial capital? You didn't even tell me? I almost thought..."

Qiao Yu came back to his senses, his hazy sleepiness had completely faded away, and now his mind was completely clear.

She glared at him, "What do you think? Besides me, is there any other woman who has slept on this bed?"

Otherwise, why would he be so stressed?

"..."

Bao Han's tense nerves were completely relaxed at this moment, and he hooked his lips and explained: "I thought some killer sneaked into the house, lurked on the bed, and asked me to put him in the urn."

Qiao Yu burst out laughing when he heard what he said, "Which killer is so unprofessional that he waits for you in bed until you fall asleep, and then you strangle his neck and almost suffocate to death."

"My fault."

He sat on the edge of the bed, resting one arm on her side, stroking her sleep-tangled hair, and looked at her with a deep look, with joy and surprise in his eyes.

The white shirt she was wearing had not all the buttons fastened, and one button was unbuttoned. After some fiddling, another button was unbuttoned. At this moment, the collar was loose, and her slender white collarbone was clearly visible.

The man's white shirt looked roomy on her body. She wasn't wearing a bra, and there was a faint dazzling round white color flitting across his eyes.

Bao Hanshi's eyes dimmed, and he took hold of the thin waist with his big hands and hugged her onto his lap.

He looked down at her, and the hot breath smelling of alcohol blew in her ears, "Wearing my shirt, lying on my bed, waiting for me to fall asleep?"

"Yuyu, is this a surprise for me?"

Qiao Yu's ears were slightly warm, and he put his arms around his neck, smelling the smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body, "Why are you back so late?"

"Entertainment."

He held her waist with one hand, clasped the back of her head with the other, lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss was gentle at first, but gradually it became harder and harder. His lips and tongue were raging in her mouth, and Qiao Yu almost trembled from the kiss.

The big hand holding her waist tightened more and more, their chests rose and fell close to each other, their heartbeats were chaotic to the same frequency, and the two hearts seemed to be tightly intertwined, beating together.

He kissed her until she was breathless and Bo Han let her go a little.

Qiao Yu put her hands on his shoulders and her eyes averted for a moment.

But Bao Hanshi stared straight at her red lips, with deep desire in his eyes, as if he wanted to engulf her.

The moment their eyes met slightly, there was only a second of freeze, and the four lips were intertwined together again.

In the quiet and warm master bedroom, the sound of kissing was amplified, and the ambiguity reached the extreme.

Bo Hanshi pulled off the tie around his neck, and while kissing her, he asked dumbly: "How do you know I miss you so much today? How long have you been waiting for me?"

"...I'll be there at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Then why don't you call me to pick you up at the airport?"

At that time, he was still in the imperial capital. If he had known that she was coming back today, he would not have gone to Jiangcheng to look for Ye Qingmeng.

Qiao Yu's cheeks were hot and her eyes fell on his shoulders, "I want to give you a surprise."

Bo Hanshi smiled: "I was surprised, but I just surprised you."

"..."

Qiao Yu took a moment to catch his breath, and his chest rose and fell from violent to gentle.

Bo Hanshi stared at her with deep eyes, "Have you rested enough? Do you want to continue?"

As long as Qiao Yu nodded, she wouldn't be able to get out of bed tonight.

It's not that she's unwilling, but...she hasn't had dinner since she went to bed at six o'clock.

"I'm a little hungry."

Bo Hanshi pressed it against her forehead, playing with the taste: "Eat me?"

Qiao Yu pushed his shoulder, "You smell very much of tobacco and alcohol."

He stayed at the bar for more than an hour, and his clothes were indeed stained with the smell of tobacco and alcohol. "What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Yu asked him: "Do you have any noodles at home?"

"There should be some in the refrigerator, I'll cook it."

Qiao Yu urged him to take a shower: "I'll go by myself."

She slept all night, and it was time to move around so as not to be unable to sleep later.

……

Qiao Yu went downstairs, opened the refrigerator, and found that it was empty.

There was only a bag of egg noodles, a few small green vegetables, and a dozen eggs.

After she and Xiao Xiangsi left, Bo Hanshi probably rarely ate at home. Even Zhang Ma and Chef Zhang were on vacation.

I took out the ingredients and boiled a pot of water.

Waiting for the water to boil, I put in two handfuls of noodles, beat two more eggs, and put in a lot of green vegetables.

Qiao Yu took two bowls, dug out some lard, put some condiments, and filled the boiling water from the drinking machine to make the soup.

When Bo Hanshi went downstairs after taking a shower and wearing comfortable pajamas, he saw Qiao Yu standing in the open kitchen wearing his shirt.

The potatoes seemed sticky to the hostess.

While Qiao Yu was fishing for noodles, the cat's claws kept wrapping around her slender and smooth calves.

The room was well heated, and Qiao Yu was wearing thin clothes. The large white men's shirt could barely cover her thighs. The curves under the shirt were slim and graceful, and she was thin but not thin. In addition, her bones and skin were in perfect harmony with each other. Two long legs can easily arouse a touch of desire.

Bo Hanshi stood there quietly admiring it for a while, the darkness in his eyes getting darker.

He walked over, hugged Qiao Yu from behind, pressed his chin on her slender shoulders, kissed her neck, and said with a hoarse smile: "Dressed like this to cook, did you do it on purpose?"

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Ye: The writing is a bit slow tonight. There is another update, which is expected to be in the early morning. It is not recommended to wait. You can watch it during the day tomorrow. If you are a late night champion, you can wait for it. It is estimated to be past twelve o'clock.