Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1232 - 1054: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1232: Chapter 1054: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

It was probably the mild tone that did it, so even though Uncle Zhao cursed and swore, he still opened the door. Once the door was opened, he cursed again, "What’s up? Speak up!"

But there, under the candlelight, Aunt Zhao’s face wore a smile tinged with bashful shame; his expression then softened, "What’s the matter?"

"Husband, let’s talk inside," Aunt Zhao used to have a rough voice, but now she spoke using her throat, which sounded much more pleasant.

"Alright then," Uncle Zhao also became gentle as he opened the door and let Aunt Zhao in.

Aunt Zhao had come with a candlestick. Once inside the room, she put down the candlestick and sat down in front of Uncle Zhao’s bed, then she lowered her head slightly, "Husband, I don’t really have anything to discuss."

"You, since you’ve got nothing, then... what are you doing here?" Men are creatures that think with their lower half. Seeing Aunt Zhao start to flirt, he wasn’t as fierce anymore.

"You haven’t come back to our room to sleep for a long time. Do you really think so little of me? Haven’t I done all those things just for you?" Aunt Zhao touched her knees while looking at Uncle Zhao, appearing pitiful.

"I haven’t blamed you," he replied.

"Yet you still won’t come back to the room to sleep," Aunt Zhao retorted coquettishly. Then she looked around the room, "Look, you always come here to sleep. It’s so hot. I’m sweating."

As she spoke, she started taking off her clothes. She had been wearing only a dress on the outside, and after taking it off, only a bellyband remained.

Aunt Zhao, probably always busy scheming and not caring for herself, revealed a thick layer of flab around her waist once the bellyband was off. Uncle Zhao had long been tired of her body, but now Aunt Zhao seemed vulnerable, Uncle Zhao didn’t mind so much. He walked over to her, pinched her waist, and slapped her buttocks, "Flirty woman, when did you learn this trick to seduce people?"

"What do you mean ’learn’? I’ve always been this way," Aunt Zhao said, and then she sat on Uncle Zhao’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, "You heartless man, tell me, do I look good today?"

"The rouge is applied nicely this time. Last time, it looked like a monkey’s butt, scared me half to death," he said.

Even though everything was obviously sagging, something was better than nothing. Besides, he was old and not that picky anymore. As long as she was gentle enough and lived quietly, he didn’t ask for much.

"So, do you want me?" Aunt Zhao asked. "I’ve been missing you terribly."

Uncle Zhao then pushed Aunt Zhao onto the bed, like pushing a round, rolling ball, "Of course I do. Come here."

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"What’s the matter, what’s the matter? Ah, such a buzzkill," Uncle Zhao got up and said, "Why does it always end up like this?"

"No problem, try again," Aunt Zhao didn’t want to quit halfway, "Even if it hurts, let’s keep going."

"What’s the point of trying again!" Uncle Zhao sat up, then cursed once more, "Why are you still like this, it’s been months, is it some illness? If you’re sick, why don’t you see a doctor?"

"What’s the point of trying again!" Uncle Zhao sat up, then cursed once more, "Why are you still like this, it’s been months, is it some illness? If you’re sick, why don’t you see a doctor?"