Chapter 45: The play of the widowed sister-in-law in ancient times. Don’t be afraid of sister-in-law

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After being a widow for many years, Huali has forgotten that lust is a great feeling. When she returned to her dream at midnight, she remembered the excited roar of the man in her dream. The itching between her legs made her unable to help but want to sniff it...

When dressing in the morning, she deliberately let the maid throw more powder on her face. The light red peach fat dizzled on her cheeks. She was born beautiful and she was even more gorgeous and elegant. Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful she was, she would not be moistened by a man. Sooner or later, she would wither like that flower.

The eldest young master dresses like this today, which is really beautiful.

Hua Li smiled, with charming charm in her eyes, and her fingers plucked the bright red stained on her crimson lips, and she had a lot of ideas in her heart.

How about making things in the kitchen?I will send it to my uncle later. He is busy now and can't be tired. My mother is not here, so I have to take care of myself as my sister-in-law.

All are ready, and the eldest young master Nono has worked hard. Now that the second young master is doing great things in the court, it is a great blessing for our family to pay attention to.

Today I was resting in the court. When Huali passed by Qingsong Garden, Bo Ershao, who was getting up early, was wielding his sword and practicing martial arts in the garden. His agile figure was tall and tall. His thin middle clothes were already soaked with sweat, and the strong inner chest muscles could be seen vaguely showing his vigorous inner chest muscles.

Seeing that he put away his long sword and Huali, who was standing in the corridor, came over slowly. When Bo Ting saw that it was his sister-in-law who came, he hurriedly bowed.

Sister-in-law.

The masculine aura that hits her face makes Hua Li itch, but she smiles decently. She takes out her handkerchief and wipes the sweat on Xiao Shu. Her slender fingers touch his chest intentionally or unintentionally. The slightly cool and softness makes the hot man blush.

My sister-in-law should stay away from her sweat, just wipe it myself.After saying that, he took a few steps away and wiped it elegantly with a sweat towel.

The brothers of the Bo family are all handsome, and Huali's husband is the one among the people. Unfortunately, she died young. She became a widow in just two months after she started her studies at the age of sixteen. She passed by in a flash. Now she is twenty-four years old.

I heard that my uncle has been very busy with official business recently, so I asked the servant to make some porridge, and my uncle can go into the house to use some.

In the past, if my widowed sister-in-law had stood close, Bo Ting would blush and give in with courtesy. Now he has become an official in the court and has become a bolder person in his work, and he has also become a tenacious person in the face of the beautiful widowed sister-in-law.

My sister-in-law is working hard, so I will change my clothes.

good.

Bo Ting went into the house first, and Hua Li also brought the food box in. He fiddled with the pen and ink on the table for him, touched the porridge in the cup and stirred it with a spoon. When Bo Ting changed into a spacious regular dress, Hua Li brought him tea again, but unexpectedly he tripped under his feet and was about to fall to the ground, but Bo Ting reached out and hugged her in his arms.

Is sister-in-law okay?

Huali softened her uncle's arms, and she seemed to be frightened and gasped. The low collar embroidered with peonies formed an extremely plump and round curve. The faint fragrance rushed straight to Bo Ting's breath, making him blush. He wanted to push the widowed sister-in-law away several times, but his hands were shaking.

Sister-in-law, don’t be afraid, I’ll help you sit down.