Bo Qi was very puzzled as to why Yu Po Ling always wrapped a circle of red satin around her waist every time they had sex in bed.
The waist is made of red silk, and the beauty lies on the couch.
He thought it was his wife's way of keeping him.
Later I found out that it was to cover up the traces of having given birth to a child for him.
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This is an unexpected political marriage.
On the wedding night, Bo Qi stepped into the wedding room with a cold face and came out with conceited steps.
The face under the hijab is really beautiful, with fair skin, black hair, soft eyes and light lips.
Bo Qi put the man to bed, put down his harsh words and told his wife to stay in peace and not to think about anything else.
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One month after marriage.
Bo Qi is quite satisfied with his wife running the house for him without fighting or grabbing her.
His wife could go to the hall but couldn't get out of bed.
Bo Qi rested his wife's snow-white soft belly and began to understand why a tyrant would die on a woman - even though his wife was a man, not promiscuous, and even a little dull.
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One year after their marriage, Bo Qi completely forgot that he and his wife were in a political marriage.
Bo Qi prayed for the Pill of Rebirth and began to look forward to having a child with his wife.
My wife is very gentle.
Knowing that a man would have a high probability of bleeding to death during childbirth, he still agreed to him without hesitation.
Bo Qi was very moved and kissed his wife on the lips for the first time. It was very soft and sweet.
Bo Qi's heart beat faster and he regretted not trying it earlier.
Touching the red satin around his wife's waist, Bo Qi felt guilty for a moment. He decided to be a little nicer to the wife who had only been him from beginning to end.
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I thought my life could go on peacefully like this.
Until one day,
After being drunk, Yu Boling threw herself into his arms and acted coquettishly. Her soft lips fell sticky on his face, like a melted sugar bowl.
"Husband, I miss you so much. You love me so much. Come and see me in your dream."
Bo Qi couldn't help feeling secretly happy.
It turns out that my wife's cold voice can be so sweet, the ends of her lonely eyes can be curved into crescents, and even her bitter tears can be sweet.
Bo Qi buried himself in his wife's chest, admitting defeat.
But the next day, his wife regained her composure, glanced at him blankly, and murmured in a daze: "Why isn't it him..."
The smile on Bo Qi's face condensed instantly.
Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first