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    After being a widow for many years, Hua Li had forgotten what lust was like. When she dreamed back at midnight, she remembered the excited growl of the man in the dream, and the itching between her legs made her want to pick at it…

    When she was dressing up in the morning, she deliberately asked the maid to put on more makeup. The light red peach rouge spread across her cheeks. She was naturally beautiful, and she was indescribably graceful. Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful she was, there was no man to moisturize her. Sooner or later, she would wither like the flower.

    “The eldest young lady is really beautiful dressed up like this today.”

    Hua Li smiled, with a charming look in her eyes. She brushed the red stain on her lips with her fingers and already had some ideas in her mind.

    “How about the food cooked in the small kitchen? I will send it to my brother-in-law later. He is busy with everything now, so he can’t be too tired. My mother is not here, so I, as the sister-in-law, have to take care of her.”

    “Everything is ready. The eldest young lady has also worked hard. Now that the second young master is doing important things in the court and being valued by His Majesty, it is a great blessing for our family.”

    Today, when Huali passed by Qingsong Garden after bathing in the middle of the court, Bo Ershao, who had gotten up early, was wielding a sword and practicing martial arts in the garden. His figure was as tall as a swimming dragon. His thin coat was soaked with sweat, and his strong chest muscles could be vaguely seen underneath.

    Seeing that he had put away his long sword, Hua Li, who was standing in the corridor, came over. Bo Ting saw that it was his sister-in-law who came, and he hurriedly saluted.

    “Sister-in-law.”

    The masculine breath that hit her face made Hua Li’s heart itch, but there was a decent smile on her face. She took out a handkerchief and wiped Xiao Shu’s sweat. Her delicate fingers touched He’s chest intentionally or unintentionally. The cool softness made the hot man blush a little.

    “Sister-in-law, please stay away from this smelly sweat. I’ll just wipe it off myself.” After saying that, he took a few steps away, took a sweat towel and wiped it gracefully.

    The brothers of the Bo family were all handsome, and Hua Li’s husband who died was the best among men. Unfortunately, he died young. She became a widow just two months after entering the family at the age of sixteen. In a blink of an eye, she is now twenty-four years old.

    “I heard that my uncle has been very busy with official duties recently, so I asked my servants to make some porridge. My uncle can go inside and use some.”

    In the past, if the widowed sister-in-law stood too close, Bo Ting would blush and give in politely. Now that he has become an official in the court, he is more bold in dealing with others and can stand firm in the face of the beautiful widowed sister-in-law.

    “Sorry, sister-in-law, I’m going to change my clothes.”

    “Okay.”

    Bo Ting entered the room first, and Hua Li also went in with the food box. He fiddled with the pen and ink on the table for him, and touched the porridge in the cup and stirred it with a ladle. When Bo Ting changed into spacious regular clothes and came out, Hua Li brought tea to he again, but unexpectedly she tripped and was about to fall to the ground. Bo Ting stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms.

    “Is it okay, sister-in-law?”

    Hua Li fell softly in her uncle’s arms, panting as if frightened. The bodice embroidered with peonies formed an extremely plump and round arc, and the faint fragrance hit Bo Ting’s breath, making him blush. He wanted to push away the widowed sister-in-law in his arms several times, but his hands were shaking.

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

    Author’s ps: Write something different~

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