Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 106 Wrong walk, room

Why are these numbers shaking back and forth, overlapping?
She couldn't see clearly at all.

Hey, why did the door open by itself?
Oops, I can't control that much anymore, let's go to sleep first.

You can't be greedy for this wine, she is so uncomfortable now.

Tong Xiaoyun went in in a daze, and fell down on the sofa beside him after walking a few steps, completely unconscious.

The sound of closing the door sounded at this moment.

A man in a black suit stood in front of the sofa, looking at Tong Xiaoyun lying unconscious on it, with a wild and unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face.

It's quite interesting that this little girl actually entered his room by herself.

The man smiled charmingly, bent over and picked Tong Xiaoyun up, walked into the bedroom, and put her on the bed.

He glanced at her again, then took off his coat and walked to the bathroom.

There was a knock on the door at this moment.

Qiao Moshen withdrew his gloomy gaze from the house number 3308, and a worried look appeared on his handsome face.

What an idiot, he could even get the house number wrong. Fortunately, he came up in time, just in time for someone to see her enter this suite again.

Damn little thing, if she dares to drink behind his back next time, he will... definitely...

See how he punishes her!
The door in front of him finally opened, but Qiao Moshen did not relax, there was a trace of coldness and displeasure between his handsome brows.

No matter who the owner of this suite is, in short, today, he is dead.

And when he saw clearly the person who opened the door, all the expressions on his handsome face disappeared instantly.

An imperceptible surprise flashed in the quiet eyes, and Qiao Mo's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was low and steady, "It's you."

It was obviously a question, but he said it in a declarative tone.

The man in front of him is Qiao Moshen's deadly enemy, Duan Wangshu, the president of Senwei Group, one of the four major enterprises in Southeast Asia, like Qiao Moshen.

Seeing Qiao Moshen, Duan Wangshu was obviously also surprised, "I didn't expect to see you here, old friend, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Yeah, long time no see." Jomo smiled faintly, but the three-dimensional facial features carved like sharp knives exuded a cold aura.

Two big men stood facing each other, with the same slender and tall stature, one was cold and domineering, and the other was evil and charming.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, and just like that, they could spark sparks in all directions.

These two old friends, to be precise, are deadly rivals. When they meet again, they don't know what kind of terrible chemical reaction will be produced.

Duan Wangshu's beautiful peach blossom eyes contained a slight smile, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of evil spirits from the inside out, "It's so late, are you here to catch up with me?"

Qiao Mo's sexy thin lips hooked slightly, and the nobility between his brows was also tinged with a trace of charm, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and reminiscing about the past is certain, but it's not tonight, I'm here to pick you up." My wife's."

Duan Wangshu was slightly surprised, but didn't show it. He looked back and smiled softly, "So she is your wife? I'm really lucky."

As he spoke, he took a step aside and stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture.

Jomo nodded lightly, took a few steps in with his long legs.

Tong Xiaoyun was not seen in the living room outside, and Qiao Mo's deep and dark eyes immediately shot to the direction of the bedroom.

He swore that if Tong Xiaoyun was inside, he would never let that damned little thing go.

Of course, he would not let go of the man who was by his side at the moment.

"Please come in, she's on my bed now." Duan Wangshu seemed to say this on purpose, while observing the expression on Qiao Mo's handsome face.

Jomo clenched his big palms tightly, barely able to control the prehistoric power in his body, gritted his teeth, and stepped in.

That damned little thing was indeed on Duan Wangshu's bed.

it is good!
very good!

"I didn't know she was your wife, but don't worry, nothing happened to us." Duan Wangshu looked very comfortable, shrugged and said with a smile.

Qiao Moshen had already come to the bedside, and picked up Tong Xiaoyun, who was so drunk and unconscious, "It's too late today, I'll be the host tomorrow night, the two of us need to have a good get-together."

Duan Wangshu nodded lightly, the evil between his brows seemed a little ambiguous, "Of course."

"Let's take my leave first." Qiao Mo's deep voice was gloomy and elegant. Although his whole person was like an iceberg, he was innately noble in his sternness, which made people feel unattainable and as low as dust.

He took one last look at Duan Wangshu, and walked away with Tong Xiaoyun in his arms.

Duan Wangshu sent Qiao Moshen to the door and closed the door.

The expression on Qiao Mo's deep and handsome face immediately turned cold, and his dark eyes fell on the crimson face of the villain in his arms.

He was thinking, how to punish this little fool?

……

Early the next morning, Tong Xiaoyun woke up in Qiao Moshen's bed.

Of course, she didn't realize this until later.

The severe pain in the head swept through her entire small head before her waking consciousness arrived.

It hurts so bad it feels like my head is going to split.

Tong Xiaoyun frowned tightly, and groaned in pain, "It's hard."

Qiao Moshen was right next to her, lying facing her, resting his forehead with one hand, his gaze tightly enveloping Tong Xiaoyun's wrinkled little face like a steamed bun.

"Uncle, I'm thirsty." Tong Xiaoyun didn't know that her death was approaching, but she knew that if she didn't drink any more water, she would die of thirst.

Reflexively shouted to Jomo, he was lifted up in the next second, and a cup was immediately pressed against his lips.

Tong Xiaoyun's fan-like eyelashes flickered twice, slowly opened her still hazy star eyes, slightly parted her dry pink lips, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

She let out a comfortable "ah", and when she saw Qiao Mo turn around to put the cup, she immediately rushed over and hugged his strong and delicate waist from behind.

The movement of Qiao Mo's deeply withdrawn hand froze, his charming eyes narrowed, and he turned his head slightly, his peripheral vision fell on Tong Xiaoyun's small black head, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Do you know I'm wrong?"

Tong Xiaoyun pressed her small face against his back, lightly licked her somewhat dry lips with her pink tongue, and closed her eyes to enjoy the faint mint fragrance and charming masculine breath of Qiao Moshen's body.

Hearing Qiao Moshen's words, her starry eyes opened suddenly, confused, "Wrong? What did I do wrong? Uncle, do you blame me for promising them those things yesterday? You clearly said that I have the priority to use Yes, it turned out to be a lie to me."

Pouted, Tong Xiaoyun immediately let go of Qiao Moshen.

She wanted to hug him because she thought of what happened last night and was moved by his support and pampering.

Unexpectedly, he was acting in front of others, and never thought of helping her get those big-name treasures that hadn't been released yet.

Jomo turned around slowly and looked at her with his hands folded around his chest. Unconsciously, he exuded a dignified and dignified demeanor, making people afraid to approach her, but they couldn't help being deeply attracted by him.

Tong Xiaoyun's gaze fell on Qiao Mo's dark green chin, which softened little by little, and he really wanted to raise his hand to touch his sexy stubble.

After being by his side for so long, she still couldn't control her girlish heart, and she was madly obsessed with him.

Every morning when she woke up, she would be amazed by him as if she was meeting him for the first time.

If you want to ask her husband what it feels like to be too handsome, she just wants to say that she wants to pay for sleeping with him.

Such a handsome and charming man, it would be a pity not to be a cowherd.

But her uncle doesn't need to make money by being a cowherd at all, he is already so rich.

Uh……

Is she dirty again?
"Tong Xiaoyun, don't think I'll let you go if you're a nymphomaniac to me." Qiao Moshen suddenly pressed her close to her forehead.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and sexy, and with an ambiguous to extremely charming heat, it sprayed on Tong Xiaoyun's cheeks and the tip of his nose.

The hot air instantly flushed her little face, she even forgot about her own headache, suddenly raised a pair of small lotus arms, put them directly around Jomoshen's neck, and said in a soft voice, "What did you do wrong?" What? You have already promised others and you still have to go back on your word, uncle is good or bad!"

In making this move, Tong Xiaoyun was not completely seduced by Qiao Moshen and completely lost her mind. She actually wanted to please Qiao Moshen herself.

Otherwise, where is she going to get those big names that haven't hit the shelves yet?
If you can't get it, you will definitely be laughed at.

Jomo's blood rushed straight to his lower abdomen, and threw Tong Xiaoyun down on the bed like a hungry wolf, and took her soft and sweet lips in one bite.

Damn little thing, when did you learn to seduce him?
No, she always does.

As long as she stands in front of him, it is an absolute seduction for him.

In Tong Xiaoyun's eyes, Qiao Moshen has already taken the bait.

She immediately raised her calf to encircle Jomo's deep and strong waist, and when Jomo's deep wolf kiss fell on her neck, she asked in a panting voice, "Uncle, what I want... you... must Help me get it!"

……

"Uncle, you promised me what you promised me yesterday. I was very cooperative with you this morning." In Qiao Moshen's office, Tong Xiaoyun said this sentence no less than ten times.

Qiao Mo sat deeply on his sofa chair, with a calm expression on his peerless and handsome face, without even looking at Tong Xiaoyun, he picked up the landline phone on the table slowly and gracefully, and dialed the internal line.

After the unrestrained movements, the sexy and gloomy voice also rang out, "Notify the managers of all departments that the meeting will start in 10 minutes."

Tong Xiaoyun's eyes once again showed two super big hearts, and she held her fleshy cheeks with her tender white hands, and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Good uncle, handsome uncle, why don't you just say something to me?" , people have been waiting so hard."

Qiao Moshen really didn't want to talk to this little girl, but she actually said such a sentence.

Tired of waiting?

Does she really not know the deep meaning of this sentence?
"Are you uncomfortable?" Slowly turning his side to Junyan, his eyes as deep as a pond finally fell on her sweet and lovely face.

Tong Xiaoyun held her face and nodded, "Well, it's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable."

Qiao Mo raised a pair of thick eyebrows lightly, and the nobility between the brows was rubbed into a trace of evil charm. He dialed the internal line again, "Notify all departments that the meeting will be canceled in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and walked out of the desk, walked to the door with long legs, and locked the door of the office from the inside.

Turning around slowly, Qiao Mo hooked his deep and thin lips, and ticked Tong Xiaoyun with his white and slender index finger.

How could this action be so seductive?
Tong Xiaoyun was so fascinated by Qiao Moshen's simple action, she parted her pink lips, and passed away foolishly.

Then, she was pinned to the door and was not freed until lunch time.

The two did not dine at the company, but came to a nearby restaurant.

It was Tong Xiaoyun who suggested to eat here, she never expected to meet Duan Wangshu.

In other words, she doesn't even know who Duan Wangshu is, okay?

But this man walked towards her, and said to Qiao Moshen, "What a coincidence, didn't you say you want to get together with me? That's all right now."

After the words fell, he sat down unceremoniously.

(End of this chapter)