Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 130 Uncle, send me strength
"What's there to be afraid of? Can I hit you or what?" Jomo smiled faintly.

After being by his side for so long, she was still afraid of him.

Tong Xiaoyun shook her head, "I'm not afraid of you hitting me, how could you hit me? It's just that you lose your temper, it's really scary, like a devil, it's more scary than beating people."

"Devil?" Jomo's deep smile disappeared suddenly.

Damn little thing, actually said that he looks like... a devil?
Could it be that he has no good impression in her heart at all?
Either the old man or the devil, does she think he likes to lose his temper with her so much?
And not because she keeps making mistakes.

Breathing heavily, Qiao Moshen raised his hand to push her away, stood up slowly, and looked down at her with a dark handsome face, "It's good to know that you are afraid, this time I will forgive you, if you dare to go drink wine……"

"No, no, no, uncle, just trust me, I will definitely never drink in the future." Tong Xiaoyun said seriously.

She also thinks it's terrible to become an alcoholic, so she must stop drinking.

"I'll trust you this time. Go take a shower first. I'll get you some clothes. Your body smells so bad." Jomo said coldly, then turned and walked towards the cloakroom.

Tong Xiaoyun got out of bed immediately, and ran into the bathroom with her short legs.

After a while, Qiao Moshen also came in. Seeing her standing naked under the shower, her white and beautiful body shining like a white lotus blooming in the dark night, he couldn't help closing his eyes, and his sexy Adam's apple went up and down. Rolled around.

"Are you still uncomfortable? I'll wash it for you." Qiao Moshen put her clothes on the small cabinet beside her, raised her hand, and slowly loosened her belt.

Tong Xiaoyun turned around abruptly, seeing that Qiao Moshen was really taking off his clothes again, she couldn't help swallowing, her fair and tender face instantly turned red up to her ears.

Qiao Mo's deep gaze gradually became hot, and Tong Xiaoyun felt that his body had begun to melt little by little under his gaze.

Just by being looked at by him, there is a great sense of emptiness, isn't it too hungry?
Tong Xiaoyun really didn't want to admit that she had become a lustful girl.

She bit her pink lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and she slowly lowered her head, not daring to look at Jomo's shining eyes.

The warm water column was still washing over her body, from the top of her head and down her body ambiguously.

Tong Xiaoyun clenched her small hands tightly, and a surge of electric current aroused countless goosebumps on her body, and a "swish" made her shudder.

Jomo took off all his clothes, walked over slowly with his long legs.

Tong Xiaoyun could feel him approaching little by little, and her heartbeat was also getting faster and faster under Qiao Moshen's footsteps.

She has had countless skin-to-skin kisses with him, but every time, she was extremely nervous.

In addition to nervousness, there is also a trace of anticipation, even sweetness, all entangled together, stirring, tumbling, expanding and bursting out bit by bit in her girlish heart.

Qiao Moshen had already leaned over, with a strong magnetic field on his body, Tong Xiaoyun could feel that invisible force tightly surrounding her, just like his warm embrace, which also made her heart beat and throb.

His slender and tall body stood in front of her, like a mountain, bringing a slight sense of oppression invisibly.

Tong Xiaoyun's small head was buried low, and in the palm of her clenched hands, besides the water spray from the shower, there was also her sweat.

Qiao Mo didn't blink his deep eyes, he just wanted to see all the beauty in her eyes.

There are small drops of water hanging on her fan-like eyelashes, flickering slightly, and the shyness and tenderness of bowing her head are like dewdrops in the morning light, which is fascinating and yearning.

That rosy white face was like a peach blossom in full bloom, with a little bit of coquettishness rubbed into its sweetness, completely staining Qiao Moshen's deep eyes.

There was already a raging lust rolling in the bottom of his eyes, and he stretched out his ape arms, and pulled her into his arms.

The upper bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, her body was as soft as water, and his muscles were as hard as stone, as if they were going to be embedded into her body bit by bit.

The two are perfectly matched, such a fit, it seems that they are inseparable.

Tong Xiaoyun was so nervous that her little hands clenched again. The scalding heat on his body heated up the temperature of her whole body, and even the air became hot.

The temperature suddenly rose, and for a moment, Tong Xiaoyun couldn't breathe.

But when she finally recovered her breathing, her delicate chin was raised ambiguously.

Tong Xiaoyun only felt that her jaw was about to burn, and her soul was on fire.

"Look at me." Jomo's charming and magnetic subwoofer sounded faintly, as if with magic power.

Tong Xiaoyun's fan-like eyelashes flickered twice, and finally summoned up a lot of courage to meet his scorching gaze.

Qiao Mo was deeply attracted by the shyness of her brows and eyes, her sexy thin lips slightly evoked a charming arc, and wild rays of light bloomed in her quiet eyes, the masculine masculine breath and the ultimate masculine charm made his The whole body is full of crazy attractiveness.

Tong Xiaoyun's mind was completely sucked away by him, as if possessed, she spontaneously stood on tiptoe to meet his slowly approaching lips.

……

"Your injury is about to heal, and I will reward you tonight." Qiao Moshen sat on the sofa naked, and wiped Tong Xiaoyun's hair and body with only a bath towel wrapped in his arms.

Tong Xiaoyun hadn't gotten out of her shyness until she heard Qiao Moshen's words.

Her eyes suddenly became bright, and she suddenly raised her head to meet Jomo's gaze with a deep smile, "Uncle, what do you mean, you can let me eat meat?"

Jomo nodded deeply, and said lightly, "I also know that these days have been hard for you."

After finishing the words, he lowered his head again, took her little red and swollen mouth and sucked it for a while, and let her go after he was satisfied.

There was a faint brilliance in Tong Xiaoyun's mercury-like eyes, his eyebrows were picturesque, and he smiled happily, "It's great, I can finally eat meat, and I must protect myself from now on, so I can't let myself get hurt again."

For her these days of being a vegetarian, it is even more uncomfortable than being punished for copying when she was in school.

May I ask, if there is no delicious meat in this world, what fun is there?

She wants to eat Dongpo pork, she wants to eat duck neck, she wants to eat fried chicken wings, she wants...she wants to drool!
Tong Xiaoyun really couldn't wait any longer, as soon as he pushed Qiao Moshen away from his embrace, he was about to rush out.

Jomo blushed deeply, stretched out her ape arm and pulled her back, "Why are you wearing nothing? Put on your clothes!"

"Uh... forgot." Tong Xiaoyun scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, sticking out her pink tongue, then ran into the bathroom, picked up the clothes that Qiao Moshen brought to her just now, and put them on.

When she got out of the bathroom, she rushed out without even looking at Qiao Moshen, leaving Qiao Moshen alone in the bedroom speechless.

These days of being a vegetarian are really hard for her.

Shaking his head helplessly, he also got up and put on his clothes, and went downstairs slowly to the restaurant.

Before reaching the door of the restaurant, Tong Xiaoyun's sigh of happiness and satisfaction came over, "It's so delicious! It's so delicious! I'm about to cry."

Qiao Moshen thought she was talking to the chef, but when he entered, he realized that she was talking to herself.

Seeing Qiao Mo coming in, Tong Xiaoyun didn't put down the chicken leg she was gnawing on, puffed her cheeks, and said inarticulately, "Uncle, isn't this the taste made by Ben, is it made by Wang Ma?"

Jomo snorted deeply, "The tongue is quite good, you will know in the future, eat slowly, I will laugh at you if you choke to death after eating."

"What's so funny about that? Don't you think that choking to death or starving to death is the happiest way to die?"

In Tong Xiaoyun's world, as long as it has something to do with eating, even taking medicine, she feels happy.

"You eat slowly, and no one is robbing you, so you're just so promising." Jomo sighed deeply, really afraid that she would choke to death.

Choking to death was happiness for her, but not for him.

"I'm not a person who eats alone. You can eat too. Uncle, don't worry, even if you get fat, I won't dislike you." Tong Xiaoyun giggled, and went to pick up the chicken leg before she finished eating it. A large piece of Dongpo meat was stuffed into his mouth.

Qiao Mo looked at her and almost choked to death, walked over a few steps, sat down beside her, put a bowl of soup in front of her, "Drink the soup first."

Tong Xiaoyun shook her head, "If you don't drink soup, there is no room for meat in your stomach."

"Believe it or not, I'll have someone remove all your meat and feed it to the dogs right now?" Jomo said in a deep voice.

Why is she like a refugee?
Didn't eat meat for a few days, as for?
"Then I'll drink it, can I drink it now?" Tong Xiaoyun was really scared, and immediately put down the half-gnawed chicken leg in her hand, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.

She was really reluctant to use this bowl of vegetable soup to take up all the space in her stomach.

……

After the meal, Tong Xiaoyun's stomach was so distended that she couldn't walk anymore, and she groaned in pain as she nestled on the chair.

The expression on top of Qiao Mo's handsome face was as dark as a cloud over the city, extremely ugly.

"Now you know how uncomfortable it is, you deserve it!" He said angrily, got up and hugged her horizontally.

"Slow down, slow down, don't curl me up, my stomach is about to explode." He groaned and stretched his body in Qiao Moshen's arms, like a dead fish out of water.

Qiao Moshen really wanted to throw her out, just blow her stomach out.

But even though he thought so in his heart, he still opened his arms slightly, for fear of curling her up.

Back in the bedroom, he took her directly into the bathroom, washed the disabled little thing, and took another shower before drying her naked body and putting her on the big soft bed.

Immediately, he went to the bathroom to wash himself.

When she came out again, Tong Xiaoyun was leaning against the head of the bed, half lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

He didn't even need to look over to know that she was playing Miracle Nuan Nuan again.

"I'm out of energy again. Why didn't Du Ruo give me energy today? Call and ask." Tong Xiaoyun complained and exited the game.

"No stamina? Didn't I recharge you? Didn't you say that stamina can be bought?" Qiao Moshen wiped his hair casually with a towel a few times, then threw the towel on the sofa beside him, and strode to the bed , I lifted the quilt and entered into the quilt.

It's not bad, she's not wearing anything, and she's doing pretty well.

He moved towards her, put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

Tong Xiaoyun's little head rested on his body, and her gaze stayed on the computer screen, "That's boring, let me play it all at once, and I won't want to play in the future."

As she spoke, she had already found out Du Ruo's number, and was about to dial it, when she suddenly thought of something, she backed out again, sat up and turned to look at Qiao Moshen, "Uncle, give me your phone."

Jomo didn't know what she was going to do, and without asking, he directly picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and handed it to her.

(End of this chapter)