Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 129 No, Deliberately Deceiving You

With her pink lips parted slightly and her starry eyes blurred, Tong Xiaoyun relied on her clumsy acting skills to make a drunken appearance, and suddenly threw herself into Qiao Moshen's arms, and said in a daze, "Uncle, I I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..."

Qiao Mo's deep and handsome figure obviously froze, and he lowered his head slowly, his eyes as deep as a pool tightly twisted the small head of Tong Xiaoyun in his arms.

This little thing is really drunk!
Tong Xiaoyun seemed to be able to feel the powerful anger emanating from Qiao Moshen dissipate little by little, and smiled triumphantly in his heart.

She is still smart, otherwise she will definitely be punished today.

Arching into Qiao Moshen's arms again, Tong Xiaoyun continued to pretend to be drunk, "I love you, I love you..."

Qiao Moshen just stood there, the anger in his heart miraculously dissipated at this moment.

Didn't you tell the truth after drinking?
This little thing said a few days ago that she liked him, but he didn't believe it.

How could she just like him?

Look, he's been caught by him now.

She loves him.

Tong Xiaoyun was a little tired from talking about it, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, her starry eyes slowly opened a crack, and her dark pupils turned a few times nimbly, complaining to Qiao Moshen from the bottom of her heart.

Did he mean it?
Don't you know that she is suffering so badly now?

Hurry up and take her home!

If she had known, she would have gone home and pretended to be drunk.

But how could Qiao Mo know what she was thinking, he didn't even know that this little thing was actually pretending to be drunk.

He only knew that the three words in Tong Xiaoyun's mouth were the most beautiful language in the world, and he couldn't get enough of them.

He didn't move, just stood there, as if if Tong Xiaoyun didn't stop, he wouldn't leave.

Tong Xiaoyun also saw this.

Meow meow, she's been nagging here for almost half an hour, why is this stupid guy still standing here and not going home?

She was so mad at her!

What should she do next?

Tong Xiaoyun racked his brains for a while, and suddenly felt that he was an authentic pig's brain.

She is pretending to be asleep!
She couldn't help but gave herself a big roll of her eyes, and then she lowered her voice little by little, and finally fell asleep in Qiao Moshen's arms.

Jomo couldn't hear her voice anymore, and his heart suddenly felt a little empty, but with her in his arms, he felt that it was so satisfying.

The sexy thin lips slightly evoked a perfect arc, and Qiao Moshen helped her to sit up, and buckled her seat belt.

He gently held her sweet and lovely face in his warm palm, kissed her lightly and plump forehead, smiled slightly, and then gently closed the car door on her side, and walked around the car got in the car.

The sound of the engine starting followed.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't hear anything at the moment.

The kiss that Qiao Moshen landed on her forehead just now was so gentle, it was just a light kiss, but to her, it contained a lot.

The whole world turned pink again, full of candies, rainbows, and even the smell of the air became sweeter.

The pink lips couldn't help raising a slight arc, and sweet ripples rippled round and round in Tong Xiaoyun's heart lake.

Actually, she didn't lie just now.

Even if she just likes him now, such a man is worthy of her love, isn't he?

……

Along the way, Tong Xiaoyun was secretly committing a nympho to Qiao Mo. She didn't realize until she got home that she hadn't thought about when to open her eyes.

She can't pretend to sleep all the time, otherwise she won't be able to eat dinner.

But she can't open her eyes as soon as she gets home, in this case, the show is too fake.

If Qiao Moshen finds out, it will inevitably be another punishment.

Tong Xiaoyun kept her eyes closed, and her eyeballs rolled around a few times, feeling like she was being put on a big soft bed.

After a while, she heard footsteps again, and then carefully opened her eyes, squinted to look over, and she was relieved when she saw Jomo go deep into the cloakroom.

Thinking of Qiao Moshen's kiss on her forehead just now, Tong Xiaoyun felt sweet again.

In fact, she didn't need to go through this kiss at all, she could tell that Qiao Moshen didn't have no feelings for her at all.

When did he start to have feelings for her?
In Tong Xiaoyun's mind, she and Qiao Moshen have re-enacted it like a fast-forward scene in a movie from when they first met.

However, she couldn't think of the moment when Qiao Moshen developed feelings for her.

He seemed to have always been like that with her.

From that night in the hotel to now, he has never done anything excessive to her, and has always been thinking of her.

Uh... for the first time, she seemed to be forced.

However, Tong Xiaoyun felt that her heart had gradually fallen.

Otherwise, why would she feel lucky that Nie Man sent her to Qiao Moshen's bed that night.

However, this rejoicing was soon broken by the cruelty of reality.

Of course, she will not forget the relationship between Tong's family and Qiao's family.

No matter how much their beginning looked like a manga, she couldn't guarantee that her and Qiao Moshen's ending would be as perfect as the manga.

Perhaps, is it a tragedy?

The heart suddenly pressed against a mountain, and in an instant, even breathing became difficult.

Tong Xiaoyun had to use all his strength to breathe.

The starry eyes were gradually covered with a thin layer of water mist, Tong Xiaoyun's fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly turned around and lay on her side, a pair of small white hands tightly grasped the quilt, and pressed hard on her quilt. at the chest.

The air around my body became so cold, it was chillingly cold, cold from the inside out.

She was suddenly very scared, afraid that time would pass too fast, and the relationship between Tong's family and Qiao's family would be resolved sooner or later.

She was running away, not wanting that day to come so soon.

Because, she has no confidence that she can resolve everything by herself.

The smell of boiling tears came from the tip of the nose, Tong Xiaoyun's tightly closed eyes, under the trembling eyelashes, two lines of clear tears still fell down the corners of the eyes.

Behind him, a familiar feeling and breath came over, and Tong Xiaoyun knew that it was Qiao Moshen who had returned.

She was afraid that Jomo would see her tears deeply, so she immediately forced back her tears, buried her head low, and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with the quilt.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Moshen's Su Yin sounded faintly, with a faint tone, and no emotion could be heard.

Tong Xiaoyun slowly opened his eyes, turned around and sat up.

Her body exuded a quiet aura from the inside out, so quiet that it was terrifying, and she was completely different from her usual self.

Qiao Mo frowned lightly with his thick eyebrows, and sat down on the edge of the bed, clasped her shoulders with a pair of big palms, and turned her to face him, "What's wrong?"

His voice was gloomy and full of magnetism, Tong Xiaoyun seemed to be able to feel the gentle sound waves rippling round and round, and finally rippling into his heart.

Her atrium was broken, and the tears she had been holding back burst at this moment.

"Uncle!" She suddenly threw herself into Qiao Moshen's arms, and let the tears wash down her cheeks wantonly in his arms.

Jomo deeply felt a lot of wetness coming from his chest, and his peerless and handsome face was dyed with a hint of eager worry. He immediately clasped her shoulders and pushed her away gently, and asked softly, "Is it true?" Where is it uncomfortable? Headache? Hangover soup will be fine later.”

Tong Xiaoyun buried her little head and didn't dare to look into his eyes, she kept shaking her head, tears were streaming down her face, "I'm fine, uncle, I'm fine."

Jomo frowned even tighter, let go of her shoulders, and held her tear-wet face with warm palms, and said in a serious tone, "What happened?"

Tong Xiaoyun's teary eyes finally met his sight.

Her lacrimal glands erupted completely in Jomo's dark and deep eyes, and crystal clear tears poured out of her eyes in large swaths.

She suddenly wanted to beg him to forget everything about the past and be with her.

But that's really selfish.

In any case, she couldn't speak.

Qiao Mo's heart was filled with Tong Xiaoyun's tears, and at this time the pot was already boiling, and he rolled over anxiously.

No matter what he asked, she didn't say anything, just kept crying. He was helpless and at a loss, suddenly bowed his head, and took her tear-soaked lips with one mouthful.

Her tears were bitter, and even his heart also became bitter.

His kiss was very gentle, as if it had the power to comfort, Tong Xiaoyun's tears stopped on his lips bit by bit.

There was a knock on the door at this moment, Tong Xiaoyun immediately pushed him away, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

Jomo's worried eyes covered her, and he looked at her worriedly for a while before getting up to open the door.

"Sir, this is hangover soup for my wife." Wang Ma handed the tray to Qiao Moshen.

Qiao Moshen took it, nodded, turned around and closed the door, strode over, and sat down by the bed again, "Drink the hangover soup first."

Tong Xiaoyun had no experience of drinking this kind of thing before, so she suddenly became worried, can this hangover soup really be drunk casually?
She is pretending to be drunk, there will be no reaction after drinking it, right?

But how could she ask such a question?

If you ask, you will die.

"Uncle... what is this made of?" Tong Xiaoyun asked cautiously.

"Don't worry, even if you're not drunk, you won't die if you drink it." Qiao Mo's insightful eyes fell on her small face, and he could see that she was not drunk at all.

Or, just woke up.

Tong Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat, and immediately took the bowl in Qiao Moshen's hand, and drank the hangover soup inside in one gulp.

Handing the bowl to Qiao Moshen, she raised her small hand to wipe her small mouth, and then murmured, "I...I..."

Qiao Moshen put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table, and asked in a low voice, "Then you just said you love me, is it true or not?"

"Ah? I just... I..." Tong Xiaoyun was so nervous that he stuttered again.

Sure enough, there is no good result for the children who herd the sheep.

She swore that she would never lie again, and never steal a drink again.

Qiao Mo took into account the factors of her every move, as well as the subtle expression changes on her small face.

Youmou narrowed slightly, and his voice became lower again, "Don't lie to me again, especially that word, if it's not true, don't say it again."

When he found out that he was cheated, he was the one who felt empty, the one who felt uncomfortable, and the one who was disappointed.

It's just that he doesn't want to punish her now, just because she cried so sadly just now, he really feels distressed and reluctant.

"Also, this is the last time, if you drink secretly again in the future..."

"I swear, I will never drink again." Tong Xiaoyun sat up straight, raised her hand to make an oath, and said seriously.

After swearing, she slowly put down her little hand, moved like a snail to the bed, and spontaneously slipped into Qiao Moshen's arms, "Uncle, I didn't mean to lie to you, I'm sorry."

Jomo lowered his eyes slowly, and his deep gaze fell on the top of her jet-black hair, "Didn't it be intentional? Are you afraid that I will punish you?"

Tong Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, then nodded honestly, and let out a soft "hmm".

(End of this chapter)