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Chapter 336: Chapter 339 Dirty Demon King_1
Er Ya’s eyes whirled, and she cunningly said, "Uncle Erhu, you’re mistaken, I should be calling her Aunt."
Her fourth uncle’s wife is called Fourth Aunt, so how could Uncle Erhu’s wife be called just Auntie?
Sun Erhu had no choice but to give her a thumbs-up: "Er Ya is the smartest!"
"Of course, where’s my candy?"
Er Ya spread her tiny hands, urging Sun Erhu to act quickly.
Erhu complied right away, calling someone Auntie gave him a feeling of being married, haha, this way Chao Lian couldn’t escape.
After receiving the candy, Er Ya scampered away with a giggle; having candy to eat was the happiest thing for her.
A while later, Qiao Duo’er was already lying in bed, nibbling on a sweet and said, "Erhu’s flirting skills are much more polished than yours."
Ah, look at the way he holds her hand, the way he kisses her cheek, flirting just right, no woman could escape his clutches!
"What’s ’flirting’?" Tan Zhenghong curiously asked.
"It’s teasing a girl and then winning her favor," she explained.
Tan Zhenghong’s magic claws suddenly attacked her chest, swirling around a sensitive spot: "My skills are also gradually improving, have you noticed, wife?"
Just last night, one of his hands had been doing exactly that, causing his wife to shiver again.
Mm... This showed that his wife really liked it.
He could now confidently say that no one understood Qiao Duo’er better than him.
"That’s not called flirting, I can only describe you with one term, ’Dirty Demon King’!" Qiao Duo’er expressed her disdain.
Can’t we have a decent conversation? He’s always touching this and that!
Tan Zhenghong looked bewildered. What was a Dirty Demon King? Some kind of demon?
But it sounded powerful, being a king and all.
Hopefully, it wasn’t a curse word, although the possibility was almost zero.
Qiao Duo’er had to explain again: "Dirty as in slanderous, demon as in monster, and king as in a great king. It means a pervert among perverts, excessively lustful, and it perfectly describes you."
And Tan Zhenghong was naturally bad to the bone, hopelessly so.
"If I weren’t like this, you’d definitely suspect that I didn’t like you or that I was unwell, so you surely love that I am the Dirty Demon King."
Tan Zhenghong brought out his own logic and secretly decided to be more ’dirty’ with his wife in the future—dirty is healthier, after all!
Qiao Duo’er went to brush her teeth, leaving Tan Zhenghong with her retreating back.
A few minutes later, she was back in bed, and Tan Zhenghong still wore that lascivious smile.
Tan Zhenghong would never admit that he was still reminiscing about last night, savoring the moans of his wife when emotions ran high.
Her voice was crisp, even more enticing than the Oriole’s warbling.
If it weren’t for his self-control, if it weren’t for his stamina, just listening to that sound would have made him lose it.
"Wife, relax, I won’t do that to you in the middle of the day," Tan Zhenghong said sincerely.
Qiao Duo’er pursed her lips helplessly. Was she nervous?
She was clearly trying to cultivate a sleep mood!
After a while, she actually fell asleep. Her sleep quality was improving, a sign of getting healthier.
With a bit more recuperation, she’d be able to add some intense training—though she might never be a special agent again, she still yearned to be strong.
Only by becoming stronger could she confidently face any sudden situation.
Tan Zhenghong gently kissed Qiao Duo’er and also slowly closed his eyes.
Having his wife in his arms was better than anything else.
