Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 140 Chinese medicine, take a sip
In a blink of an eye, it was Friday again, the day when Tong Xiaoyun was extremely nervous.

Qiao Moshen is going to take her back to the mansion for dinner.

Last time at the Luoying clubhouse, every word and every word that Betty said was still deeply engraved in her mind and heart, and she could never forget it.

The joy of the past few days, also in the process of preparing to go to the mansion, dissipated bit by bit, and the beautiful mood also dimmed.

The time has entered late May, and people have put on cool summer clothes.

Tong Xiaoyun stood in the cloakroom, facing the beautiful clothes she liked, but her pretty face was still dull.

As soon as Qiao Moshen came in, he saw her staring at the clothes in a daze.

After watching her silently for a while, he strode up, "Afraid?"

Hearing his voice, Tong Xiaoyun's sweet little face recovered a little, and shook her head with a faint smile, "Fortunately, I'll get you clothes first."

As she spoke, she chose a simple white shirt for Jomoshen, paired with black casual suit pants and white casual shoes.

Although it is a very simple set, it is all hand-made from Italy, which is the only set in the world.

Tong Xiaoyun cooperated with Qiao Moshen, choosing a sleeveless top from the latest season of Dior, paired with a black skirt of the same brand, and even the white Fendi high heels on her feet echoed Qiao Moshen.

Finally, she found a three-piece set of BenAmun faux pearls and Swarovski crystals, which she wore on a necklace, earrings and bracelet.

When meeting parents, wearing pearls should make them look more stable, and artificial pearls won't look too old-fashioned.

However, no matter how hard she matched it, Betty would not like it.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help but lightly knotted her brows, sighed silently, took a Fendi black handbag that was closer to her, and gave Jomo a deep smile, "I'm ready, I can go."

Qiao Moshen was not in a hurry, but came to her, stretched out his ape arms, and pulled her into his arms, "Is it better now?"

Tong Xiaoyun's heart stopped beating, and she raised her clean and clear face like an ice and snow elf to meet his deep gaze, and the arc of her pink lips deepened little by little.

The little head nodded, and she said affirmatively, "It's much better, thank you, uncle... Thank you very much."

Thank you for thinking of her so much, thank you for being willing to let go of your hatred temporarily for her...

"Let's go, grandma said she misses you very much." Jomo had a light and gentle smile on his lips, and held her soft little hand tightly in his warm palm, leading her away. cloakroom.

The driver was already waiting outside, and after getting in the car, Tong Xiaoyun immediately got into Qiao Moshen's arms, "Uncle, we will go back every week to see grandma...and mom, grandma said she misses me, you It's her old man's grandson, she must miss you more."

Jomo clasped the back of her head with his big palm, and stroked her long black hair gently, "You are so sensible, grandma must miss you more."

Tong Xiaoyun giggled, "I will be more sensible in the future, uncle, I will never make you angry again."

She said from the bottom of her heart, because she had already decided to stay by Qiao Moshen's side to make him happy.

Although, this point is difficult, she often makes Jomo deeply angry intentionally or unintentionally.

However, she will pay attention in the future.

"Don't make me angry? Then who are you going to make angry?" Qiao Mo asked deeply, not at all happy because of Tong Xiaoyun's words.

Tong Xiaoyun also heard the displeasure in his tone, raised her head and looked at him aggrievedly, "I don't make you angry, aren't you happy?"

Jomo snorted deeply, clasped the back of her head tightly with a little force, and pushed her little head back into his chest, "What's there to be happy about? My wife doesn't dare to show herself in front of me." I don’t think there’s anything to be happy about when I put on a mask to face me with my true nature.”

Tong Xiaoyun didn't understand Qiao Mo's meaning, and asked in a low voice in his arms, "Uncle, you...you mean...can I make you angry in the future?"

Qiao Moshen was in a place that Tong Xiaoyun couldn't see, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "You made me angry, so I can teach you and punish you, otherwise, what's the fun in my life?"

After a long silence, Tong Xiaoyun finally made a move and pushed Qiao Moshen away.

"I knew it, uncle, I knew it. Ever since I was with you, you have never said a single romantic word. Even if you have made me have romantic fantasies, you will pour cold water on them." ...You will die if you make me happy?"

"What if I die? I'm afraid." Jomo said with a deep smile, his perfect facial contours were extremely soft, like the morning sun, with warmth and emotions that he didn't even realize.

Tong Xiaoyun is a little fool, so she can't see any affection.

All she knew was that Qiao Moshen was a hateful old man, and the appraisal was completed.

Anyway, she is also a normal little girl. Of course, she hopes that her beloved will be a little more romantic to her, even if it is a little romantic.

Perhaps, she was too selfish. Even though their family owed Qiao Moshen so much, she still expected him to be romantic.

But she couldn't control her heart.

What's wrong with fantasizing about romance?
Qiao Moshen really didn't know what she was thinking or if he was angry with her on purpose, because he should be angry with her on purpose...

Huh?
Wait!
Did she just admit that Qiao Moshen was her beloved man?

No no no no no!
He is not yet, he is still just a man she likes.

Tong Xiaoyun felt a little guilty, then nodded secretly.

That's right, now, Qiao Moshen is just a man she likes, not the one she loves, not the one she loves.

……

The car stopped at the gate of Qiao's mansion.

Tong Xiaoyun and Qiao Moshen entered the hall hand in hand, Mrs. Qiao and Bai Li were sitting on the sofa waiting for them.

Qiao Mobai was also coming down the stairs. When he saw the two of them, he immediately quickened his pace, with a warm smile on his sunny face, "Brother, sister-in-law, you are back!"

Mrs. Qiao's kind voice was also accompanied by laughter, "Xiao Yun, come to grandma quickly, you haven't seen grandma for a long time, it's shameful."

Tong Xiaoyun was nervous because of seeing Bai Li, but when he heard what Qiao Mobai and Mrs. Qiao said, he became moved.

They are so kind to her, even though she is the daughter of the Tong family, they are still so kind to her, how can she not be moved by this?

With slightly red eyes, Tong Xiaoyun immediately lowered his head and took a deep breath, and let it out again. Then he smiled and stepped forward, nodded to Bai Li, and finally sat down beside Mrs. Qiao, "Grandma, I'm sorry, My uncle and I will often come back to see you in the future."

Mrs. Qiao nodded with a smile, and patted Tong Xiaoyun's little hand lightly, "Be good, otherwise I will think you despise me as an old lady."

"Why grandma? I... I like you, I really like you, really." Tong Xiaoyun threw herself into Mrs. Qiao's arms, her voice becoming a little choked up.

The guilt in my heart suddenly filled again.

How can I really get their forgiveness?

Mrs. Qiao fell on the indifferent Bai Li from the corner of her eye, sighed silently, then smiled slightly, and patted Tong Xiaoyun on the head, "Good boy, grandma likes you very much too."

"Grandma, when did you become so nasty?" Jomo smiled slightly and looked at Bai Li meaningfully.

Bai Li met Jomo's deep gaze, and then smiled lightly, "Okay, wash your hands, and get ready to eat."

Qiao Mo was slightly surprised because he didn't expect his mother to change his attitude.

To be honest, he thought that when he brought Tong Xiaoyun back this time, his mother would still treat him coldly.

He nodded in relief, turned his head and said to Tong Xiaoyun who was still in grandma's arms, "Let's go, wash your hands first."

Tong Xiaoyun withdrew the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, then got up, smiled slightly, and came to the kitchen with Qiao Moshen.

As soon as he walked into the door of the kitchen, a faint fragrance came over.

This smell is very strange, and there is a little bit of bitterness in it.

Tong Xiaoyun sniffed, ran forward smelling the aroma, and asked curiously, "Sister-in-law He, what delicious food are you making? It smells so good, can I have a taste?"

Mrs. He smiled slightly, "Eldest young mistress, I'm making Chinese medicine for the old woman. This kind of Chinese medicine is really fragrant, and it's not as hard to swallow as others."

"Chinese medicine, then... can I take a sip?" Tong Xiaoyun looked at Mrs. He expectantly.

"Uh... okay." Mrs. He was slightly startled, nodded, took a spoon, filled a small spoon and handed it to Tong Xiaoyun, "Young Mistress, come here."

Tong Xiaoyun immediately took the spoon handed to her by Aunt He, and impatiently drank the Chinese medicine inside.

Hmmm... the taste is not as good as the smell, but it's not bad.

She smacked her lips and nodded, "It's not bad, it's delicious."

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat." Jomo took a deep breath and his voice became low.

This little thing is really a purebred flower.

She can even eat Chinese medicine so deliciously, isn't she sick?

Because it should be sick.

……

The dinner was very sumptuous and harmonious, but Tong Xiaoyun still didn't let go when eating, because Bai Li was there, she liked to eat it very much, and it was also Bai's sister-in-law's secret meat pie, and she only ate three.

If you want to eat it freely, ten of them are no problem. Although that meatloaf is about the same size as a dumpling wrapper, don't doubt her strength.

What Bai Li said last time at the Luoying Club, she really did what she said.

She did not let Tong Xiaoyun leave Qiao Moshen again, as she said, Qiao Moshen would not give up revenge, she wanted Tong Xiaoyun to watch her beloved kill her father with her own eyes.

Every time Tong Xiaoyun thinks of Bai Li's words, she will feel terrified.

Perhaps, she really couldn't escape the saddest ending.

With something on his mind, Tong Xiaoyun naturally couldn't eat more.

"What do you want to eat?" This was the first sentence Qiao Moshen said to her after returning to the room after dinner.

Tong Xiaoyun raised her small head to look at Qiao Moshen, and smiled faintly, "Don't eat, I'm full just now..."

"Okay then, I'll tell Mrs. He now that the meatloaf doesn't need to be brought up." Qiao Mo said in a calm tone, and turned to leave the bedroom.

"Uncle...uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun shouted angrily.

This nasty old man was just trying to get mad at her.

What on earth was he thinking? Since he could think of asking Mrs. He to bring up the meatloaf, it proved that he was thinking of her.

Then can't he be a kind and handsome man quietly waiting for her thanks?

Do you have to say something so annoying?
No matter how much she thought about Qiao Moshen's mentality, she really couldn't understand it.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you..."

A knock on the door sounded at this moment, interrupting Qiao Moshen's unfinished words.

Tong Xiaoyun's expression brightened, and she secretly thought that Mrs. He must have brought the meatloaf.

Now there are only her and Qiao Moshen, even if she is given a mountain of meat, she can eat it.

"I'll open the door." She ran to the door excitedly, and when she opened the door, it wasn't Mrs. He who was holding the meatloaf standing outside the door, but Mrs. Qiao.

Seeing that it was Tong Xiaoyun who opened the door, Mrs. Qiao smiled kindly, "Xiaoyun, grandma is here to borrow you from Mo Shen to accompany grandma for a walk."

(End of this chapter)