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

Nancheng, Yan Mansion.

In the master bedroom, the temperature rose very high.

Qiao Yu's skin, which was originally cold and stiff, gradually seemed to be on fire.

She drank something she shouldn't have. She was very enthusiastic at the moment. Her slender arms were wrapped around Bo Hanshi's neck, and she unconsciously whispered to him: "Bao Hanshi... wants it."

The man's big hand gently held the back of her neck, his forehead lightly touched hers, he chuckled, and asked knowingly: "Yuyu, what do you want?"

"..."

Kisses, covering her thinly and densely.

But it just didn't get any closer.

It's hard to be brushed off when it's cold: "Call me husband, I'll give it to you."

Qiao Yu's legs rubbed against each other, and the ends of his eyes were even wet and red. He grabbed his arm with both hands and held it on for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, Bo Hanshi saw that she couldn't bear it anymore and was no longer embarrassed. He was just about to satisfy her...

Qiao Yu's red lips parted slightly, and for the first time she called out the title that had always been difficult to say: "Husband..."

But the voice was very soft, as thin as the sound of a mosquito.

But Bo Hanshi seemed to be addicted to it, he clasped her palm, locked her, and forced her to scream a second time, a third time...

……

Early the next morning, everyone in Yan Mansion was filled with joy.

Today is New Year's Eve.

Lao Du woke up little Xiangsi early in the morning and went to post couplets and New Year pictures on the dolls.

Children love to join in the fun. Last night, the little guy said hello to Lao Du and asked Lao Du to wake her up and post couplets this morning.

But she was too short, so it was very difficult for her to put on the couplets. After a while, she stopped. Holding the bowl of couplet batter that had been prepared by the kitchen, she said arrogantly: "Hmph, wait until I bring a ladder over!"

The little guy went to move the ladder again with great enthusiasm.

When Mr. Yan saw this, he burst into laughter: "What kind of ladder are you moving? Grandpa is carrying you, you go up and stick it on!"

After a while, Mr. Yan put little Xiangsi on his shoulders. Little Xiangsi took a small brush and dipped it in the batter, brushed it on the door, and called out from time to time: "Grandpa, be taller!"

Mr. Yan struggled to lift her up, "Is it high enough?"

"Enough is enough!"

Lao Du stared at the side, frightened, "Master, can you stand it? Don't move your waist!"

Yan Zheng was not convinced: "Little Jindouzi is so young, if I can't even carry her, I will be really useless!"

Bo Hanshi saw this scene as soon as he came down from upstairs.

He frowned and scolded: "Bo Xiangsi, get off grandpa!"

Little Xiangsi trembled in fright, and the brush dipped in flour fell to the ground.

She looked over suspiciously, her eyes widened, and she was a little shocked: "Dad? Why are you here?"

Bo Hanshi walked over, took the little guy off Old Yan's shoulders, and educated him, "Who asked you to ride on Grandpa's neck?"

Mr. Yan doted on little Xiangsi so much that he glared at Bo Hanshi, "I asked her to ride her. She is older than the New Year. What does a naughty kid do?"

Little Xiangsi looked at her father's serious and cold face, shrank her head, grabbed the corner of Yan Lao's clothes, stood behind Yan Lao, and murmured softly: "Dad, did you eat explosives? Are you vicious when you come here? This is Grandpa here. Home!"

Fortunately, she made a lot of delicious dumplings for dad last night!

If she doesn’t want to eat them for her father, she will give all those dumplings to her grandpa!

It’s better to be a grandpa!

"..."

Bo Hanshi was scolded by these two men and laughed angrily.

He stared at little Xiangsi: "With grandpa's support, you're not afraid anymore, right?"

"Lulu!"

Xiao Xiangsi covered her eyes with her little hands and made a big face at Bo Hanshi.

In the Yan family, everyone is left alone.

Mr. Yan touched Xiao Xiangsi's little head, returned to the topic, and asked Bo Hanshi: "How is Xiao Huan?"

Bo Hanshi said: "I caught a cold after soaking in cold water last night. I had a slight fever in the early morning, but it's gone down now and I haven't woken up yet."

When Old Yan heard this, he was a little worried and immediately ordered: "Old Du, go call the family doctor and give Xiao Huan a look. Don't get sick during the Chinese New Year. The omens are not good for the whole year."

"Okay, I'll call the doctor right away."

Little Xiangsi went to bed very early last night in order to get up this morning. She didn't know that Bao Hanshi had come to Nancheng, and she didn't know why Qiao Yu suddenly fell ill.

She asked curiously and concernedly: "Why does mom have a fever?"

Bo Hanshi: "It's not the child's place to ask, post your couplet."

"..."

Little Xiangsi picked up the brush on the ground, dipped it in the batter, and said speechlessly: "If grandpa doesn't hug me, I can't reach it!"

Bao Hanshi picked up the little guy, raised it high, and coldly ordered: "Hurry and stick it."

Little Xiangsi sat on his shoulder, content and contented, her little movements slow and slow, "Don't rush me, Dad! I've pushed you so much that it's crooked!"

How could Bo Hanshi not know her bad intentions, "Don't post any more ink marks."

"..."

After posting the couplets.

Little Xiangsi got off Bao Hanshi and suddenly stretched out two small white palms towards him.

Bo Hanshi gave her a cold look: "What are you doing?"

Little Xiangsi's mouth was very sweet, "Dad, happy New Year's Eve, bring me the red envelope!"

I paid him New Year's greetings and bowed to him several times.

Bo Hanshi: "..."

How come the longer you stay in Nancheng, the worse it gets?

Bo Hanshi frowned slightly, "No red envelope."

Little Xiangsi rolled her eyes at him and said in a slightly low tone: "Dad, you are so boring."

Bo Hanshi looked at her drooping look and said amusedly: "Your birthday is coming soon. I want to give you a gift?"

Little Xiangsi immediately became excited, raised her head and asked him in a low voice: "What the hell!"

"Keep it a secret. You'll find out tomorrow when you wake up."

Little Xiangsi: "...it won't be a red envelope, right?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Bo Hanshi's eyes: "I'm not that vulgar."

"..."

All morning, Yan Mansion was busy celebrating New Year's Eve.

The kitchen is preparing dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Qiao Yu slept until noon when he was woken up by the clanging noise downstairs.

The medicine last night was too strong, and my memory was almost fragmented.

Qiao Yu sat propped up on the bed, her head was extremely dizzy, and her legs were sore. Her whole body was sore and limp, as if her limbs had been reassembled after being run over by a big truck.

"Click."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and a male voice came: "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Qiao Yu was stunned and looked up hesitantly...

"How did you come?"

The man with long legs came over and sat beside her bed. He curled his long fingers and flicked her forehead: "If I hadn't come here last night, I don't know what ridiculous things would have happened."

Ridiculous things...

The scenes from last night replayed in my mind bit by bit.

A blush appeared on Qiao Yu's pale face.

She was distracted when Bao Hanshi reached out with his big hand and touched her forehead, but couldn't find anything. He lowered his head again and touched her forehead.

He suddenly approached.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, remembering why she returned to Nancheng alone.

Bo Hanshi said: "I won't perm it anymore, but your period is coming soon. I'm afraid you'll have to suffer a little this time."

I soaked in cold water for so long last night.

This time during my period, there is a high probability that even taking painkillers will be useless and I will be writhing in pain.

Qiao Yu's mind was not on this, "What happened last night?"

Bo Hanshi stared at her with a deep gaze, but he was sore: "I heard that you are going to marry Yan Chen?"