Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 131 Rogue, Don't Touch Me

"It's not this, it's not this." Tong Xiaoyun didn't take Qiao Moshen's million-dollar mobile phone, looked around, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, ran to the coffee table and picked up the iPhone on it.

After entering her fingerprint on the mobile phone, Tong Xiaoyun unlocked Qiao Moshen's mobile phone, but she couldn't find WeChat after searching. The only social software was Skype.

Xiumei frowned slightly, Tong Xiaoyun looked at Qiao Moshen with disgust, and got into the bed again, "Why didn't I realize that you are so old-fashioned before, and you don't even have WeChat, I will install one for you."

She installed a WeChat in Qiao Moshen's mobile phone, and a Nikki-Dress, registered another WeChat account, added herself as a friend, and finally logged in to Qiao Moshen's WeChat account, "Uncle, when you see me in the future Circle of friends, remember to give me a thumbs up."

Qiao Moshen suddenly and deeply felt the generation gap between her and Tong Xiaoyun.

What is like?
However, of course the aloof Qiao Moshen would not ask, wouldn't that be embarrassing.

"En." He responded lightly, his eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, and he wrote down how Tong Xiaoyun operated on it.

"Uncle, Nikki-Dress UP Queen and we are also friends now, don't forget to give us energy every day, come on, let me teach you how to give it." Tong Xiaoyun rubbed her still swollen belly, and leaned over to teach her Jomo deep.

Qiao Moshen was a little impatient, and pushed her little hand away, "Take it away, you're so childish."

If someone sees that he is a big man with such childish girl games on his mobile phone, he will not be laughed at.

Tong Xiaoyun's pink lips pursed, and she leaned over again, "Look, you will give me energy every day from now on."

"I don't even want to read it, go away." Jomo's face darkened.

It's about his face, he absolutely can't make such a concession.

Tong Xiaoyun bit her lower lip angrily, and murmured to herself, "Uncle, why are you doing this? Take a quick look, it's easy to learn."

"Take it away! I recharged it for you, and you can just buy your own physical strength, and play by yourself!" Qiao Mo said impatiently, turning around and ignoring Tong Xiaoyun, a clingy little thing.

Tong Xiaoyun was so angry with Qiao Moshen's attitude, "Uncle! You are really...you will die if you help me? It won't delay you for a long time, hurry up."

"Tong Xiaoyun, you never finished, I said I don't want to learn anymore, take it away, I fell for you!" Qiao Mo shrugged his shoulders deeply and shook off Tong Xiaoyun's little hand on his shoulder, his expression was extremely displeased .

Damn little thing, let him play with those little girl things, it's so annoying!
"You...do you want to learn?" Tong Xiaoyun was also angry, her chest heaving up and down violently.

It's a lie that this old man is so gentle and considerate to her, so let him learn how to give her strength?
"Don't learn." Jomo said decisively, his voice was extremely low.

Even if he was killed today, he would not learn.

"Okay, if you don't learn, don't learn, old man Qiao, don't let me talk to you again!" Tong Xiaoyun took out his trump card.

If he doesn't learn tonight, even if he kidnaps Cong Yi and Du Ruo again and really tears them apart, she won't talk to him anymore.

Qiao Moshen was still unmoved, and snorted coldly, "Don't care, don't care."

"Okay, you're really good...so be it." Tong Xiaoyun was going crazy, gritted her teeth, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Only then did Qiao Moshen react, and he also stood up, "What are you doing? Tong Xiaoyun, if you dare to step out of the bedroom today, believe it or not, I will break your leg?"

"Okay, hit it, hit it, do what you can, and break my leg, I'm going out today, I want to see if you can break my leg!" Tong Xiaoyun held Qiao Moshen's cell phone Throw it to him, turn around and continue walking out the door, even forgetting that you are not wearing any clothes.

Jomo lifted the quilt violently, got out of bed and followed, tucked her under his arm from behind and returned to the bed a few steps before throwing her on top.

Tong Xiaoyun bounced up and down on the bed a few times, and was about to get up, when her body suddenly fell on a big mountain.

Her breathing was stagnant, and she couldn't help making a muffled snort, and then waved her small hands, "Go away, don't touch me."

Jomo's sexy thin lips evoked a cool arc, and he grabbed her two dishonest little hands and shackled them on top of her head, "Tong Xiaoyun, you are getting worse and worse now." Obedient."

"So what? I'm telling you, you're not allowed to touch me!" Tong Xiaoyun became stubborn and raised her chin in disbelief.

Hearing the words deeply, Jomo laughed lightly, "I'll touch you, what can you do to me?"

"You...I...you get my people, but you can't get my heart!" Tong Xiaoyun was furious, and uttered a classic movie line.

On Qiao Mo's tense handsome face, a smile finally appeared.

Immediately, he held back his laughter again, and said in a deep voice, "You said that, please don't beg me later."

As he said that, he also took out his trump card and kissed Tong Xiaoyun all over his body, flirting with her as much as he wanted, but he just refused to give it to her.

Tong Xiaoyun felt that she was going crazy, and the emptiness in her body was like a monster, as if she wanted to swallow her before she was willing to be reconciled.

"Don't think this is the end, I want...to eat you." Jomo chuckled deeply, emphasizing the syllable of the word "eat".

Tong Xiaoyun was so frightened by this sentence that he gasped, his legs filled with strength immediately, and he started kicking wildly, "No, old man Qiao, how dare you! Let me go quickly... ah... old man Qiao ……You bastard……"

……

In the middle of the night, Qiao Moshen reluctantly let go of Tong Xiaoyun, licked his sexy thin lips with his tongue in front of her eyes, and said ambiguously, "It's delicious."

Tong Xiaoyun seemed to have returned to the day when she was drugged by Nie Man, her whole body was weak and unable to move, but the expression on her small face could still express her anger vividly.

This damned old man, he actually came for real!

Having been with him for so long, he has never done such a hooligan thing to her. I didn't expect tonight...

rogue!

rogue!

woohoo...

The satisfied expression on Qiao Moshen's face completely disappeared the moment he saw her tears, and he felt a little helpless, "What's there to cry about? Every couple is like this, and I'm not abusing you."

Tong Xiaoyun didn't seem to hear what he said, she just kept crying until Qiao Mo's heart softened.

Sighing helplessly, he admitted that he really lost to her.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm studying now, starting tomorrow, and giving you energy every day."

Hearing the words, Tong Xiaoyun was finally willing to take a deep look at Qiao Mo, and asked with a sob while sobbing, "You... all you said... is it true?"

Jomo nodded deeply, "Really."

"It's not too bad, bring your mobile phone." Tong Xiaoyun raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, and then regained a little strength, and sat up leaning against the head of the bed.

The back of Qiao Moshen's head was covered with black lines.

Could this little thing be any more weird?

Even crying like a bear, I still don't forget my Miracle Nuan Nuan.

Tong Xiaoyun took Qiao Moshen's mobile phone, turned on Miracle Nuan Nuan and handed it to him, "Look at how I do it, you are so smart, you should learn it all at once."

Jomo looked aggrievedly at the girl's game on the phone screen, and now he could only pray that no one would find out when he gave her energy.

He is Qiao Moshen, a cold old boy, I really can't afford to lose that guy.

But just like Tong Xiaoyun said, he really learned it once.

This kind of girly game does not use the brain at all.

"Uncle, do you understand?" Tong Xiaoyun said just now that Qiao Mo was very intelligent, but now he doesn't trust him anymore.

Jomo nodded reluctantly, handed the phone to Tong Xiaoyun, turned his back to her and lay down, sleeping.

Tong Xiaoyun looked at Qiao Moshen's back, and suddenly felt wronged.

What is the attitude of this old man?
Isn't it just to let him give her physical strength?

Does it work?
"Don't be like this, maybe you will ask me for something in the future? With your current attitude, don't expect to have a good attitude towards you when the time comes. You should think about it yourself, but... Uncle, you must not You forgot to give me energy, you have to give it every day." Tong Xiaoyun turned off both mobile phones and put them on the bedside table, then went over and gently touched Qiao Moshen's shoulder.

"Understood, stop talking nonsense and go to sleep." Qiao Moshen's tone was not very good, with a trace of impatience, he reached out and threw her little hand away, without even opening his eyes during the whole process.

Girl games, he has fallen to the point where he wants to play girl games, can he be more embarrassing?

"You remember it... Forget it, I'll call to remind you when the time comes, go to bed, good night." Tong Xiaoyun yawned as she spoke, and raised her hand to turn off the wall lamp.

She was indeed tired and sleepy.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, so I don't have to go to school.

……

Early the next morning, Tong Xiaoyun, who was sleeping back to back with Qiao Moshen, woke up in Qiao Moshen's arms.

Wasn't this old man still arguing last night?Why are you still sleeping with him?
Uh... Could it be that she got into his arms by herself?

It's not impossible, she can't sleep without Qiao Moshen's embrace now.

If so, it would be a shame.

Tong Xiaoyun slowly raised her small head, and gradually her eyes fell on Qiao Mo's deep relaxed and comfortable sleeping face.

very handsome!
How could there be such a handsome man?

She must have saved the entire galaxy in her previous life before she became Qiao Moshen's wife.

As usual, Tong Xiaoyun objected to Qiao Moshen's sleeping face nymphomaniac, then gently took Qiao Moshen's arm away, and stood up cautiously, not wanting to wake Qiao Moshen up.

Turning around and picking up the mobile phone on the bedside table, Tong Xiaoyun walked towards the cloakroom while turning it on.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

She has been asleep for so long.

It's not all about Qiao Moshen, it's all about this nasty old man, she was tortured badly by him last night.

Thinking of Qiao Moshen's hooligan behavior towards her last night, Tong Xiaoyun's sweet and lovely face turned red to the bottom of her ears again.

A mobile phone reminder sounded at this moment.

Tong Xiaoyun lowered her head and saw that the mailbox had received an email. When she opened it, it turned out to be an invitation letter for an auction.

Tong Xiaoyun read about this auction in a magazine two days ago, but she did not expect to receive the invitation today.

She immediately exited the mailbox and dialed Cong Yi's phone number, "Have you received the invitation letter? It's from the auction."

Cong Yi also received the electronic invitation letter just now, "I have received it, and we will go together tomorrow. I have taken a fancy to a painting."

"Exactly, let's go together tomorrow. I'll look for that magazine now to see what I want." After finishing speaking, Tong Xiaoyun hung up the phone, took a pajamas and put them on, and went back to the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)