Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 150 Confession, I Don't Like You

"Father, I'm fine, you guys go back first, Cong Yi, you and Du Ruo should go back and review your homework quickly." Tong Xiaoyun was embarrassed to let Du Ruo leave directly, and even brought her father and Cong Yi along and issued an order to evict her.

Regardless of whether Du Ruo is really interested in Qiao Mo, she can't take this risk.

But then again, why didn't she know that Du Ruo still had feelings for men?
Every time he saw Qiao Moshen, he would show Xiaoshou's expression, as if he was begging for sex.

Of course, Tong Xiaoyun is very sure about Qiao Moshen's sexual orientation, he only likes women, only her.

She has no confidence in Du Ruo, and she doesn't want to become a love rival with Du Ruo.

These days, good men all have boyfriends, and it's hard for her to meet a top-quality male god like Qiao Moshen. She has to grasp it, and she can't take any risk.

With Qiao Moshen here, Tong Wei naturally felt relieved, and nodded with a smile, "Then Dad is leaving first, and I will come to see you tomorrow, you should have a good rest."

Tong Xiaoyun responded softly, "Goodbye, Dad."

"Then let's go, bye, Mr. Qiao, bye." Du Ruo waved to Qiao Mo deeply, his eyes were still "swish".

Tong Xiaoyun gritted her teeth, and greeted all Du Ruo's uncles in her heart.

If he dares to snatch a man from her, then she will break up with him!
Jomo nodded lightly, stood up slowly, sent the three of them out, then came back immediately, took off his coat and sat down by the bed, raised his warm palm to gently caress her chubby little face , "It seems that I will take you everywhere in the future, and something will happen if I am not by your side for a while."

There was remorse in his tone.

It would have been nice if he had decided to take her away at that time. Seeing her injured and lying on the hospital bed, he was really distressed to death.

Tong Xiaoyun's pale face was blushing. Feeling the temperature emanating from his palm, it slowly penetrated into her skin, followed her blood, and came to her heart bit by bit.

This man really moved her heart.

She raised her little hand carefully, held his big palm, and looked at his gentle eyes, which contained a light smile, like pear blossoms in full bloom, pure and beautiful, "Uncle, when you come back, I will It doesn't hurt anymore, really."

"I will feel distressed." Qiao Mo Shen Su Yin said softly, gloomy and full of magnetism.

Tong Xiaoyun's girlish heart was lifted up to her throat by his words, her small mouth opened, and it took a long time to make a sound, "Really?"

Jomo's gaze full of affection enveloped her small face, with a serious expression above her handsome face, "Didn't I say it before, I never tell lies."

Tong Xiaoyun's heart was sweet and touched, and suddenly she wanted to cry.

The eye sockets turned red, she took a deep breath, stopped the tears, licked her nose, pouted and said, "Aren't you telling me too many lies?"

Jomo pinched her little face deeply, and smiled dotingly, "Am I telling lies?"

Tong Xiaoyun's fan-like eyelashes flickered twice, her starry eyes sparkled, she was charming and charming, even with a thick bandage on her head, she couldn't hide her innocent beauty, "You said I'm ugly , and said, I hope you say you miss me, so you forcefully miss me."

Jomo leaned down slowly, and her sexy thin lips approached her small mouth little by little, "First, you are indeed ugly, and second, when I said I barely missed you, I told you in my heart Let you listen in reverse, if you can’t hear it yourself, don’t blame me.”

Hearing what he said, Tong Xiaoyun was not angry at all, "Uncle is bad, uncle is the worst!"

This hateful old man always said ugly things, as if he had to piss her off before he was willing to do so.

But she could see his heart.

He has her in his heart.

Qiao Mo was deeply attracted by her slightly pouty mouth and awkward appearance, his heart became soft, "Then do you still like me?"

He purposely said in a soft voice, with ambiguous heat spraying on her little face.

Tong Xiaoyun's sweet and lovely face became redder and hotter in an instant, looking at him with a faint brilliance in his starry eyes, his brows and eyes were picturesque.

She lowered her eyes slowly, and instinctively felt that her little face was burning under his scorching gaze.

Biting her lower lip with her white teeth, she finally nodded shyly, "I like it."

She just likes this nasty old man very much, no matter how he usually teases her or speaks harshly, she just likes him.

Immediately afterwards, she slowly raised her eyelids again, to meet his shining gaze, and watched his shining eyes cover up the mischievousness. It is generally fascinating on the water, "What about you? Uncle, do you like me?"

Jomo gave a deep chuckle, lowered his head to cover her soft lips, smacked her a few times and then let go, pressing his forehead against hers, "I don't like you."

When Tong Xiaoyun heard this, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and the upward curve of his lips disappeared.

He only said five words, but it made her heart hurt and wronged.

Yes, their Tong family owes him so much, how could he like her?

"Idiot, you have to listen in reverse, don't you know?" Jomo's deep Su Yin sounded again.

Tong Xiaoyun stretched her star eyes wide open, opened her small mouth, and called him choked up, "Uncle..."

Jomo bent his lips and smiled slightly, raised his big palm to hold her small face, and placed a light kiss on her lips, "I don't like you, do you understand?"

Tong Xiaoyun's tears welled up all at once.

She closed her eyes tightly, smiled again, and nodded vigorously, "I know, I know...I like you too, uncle, I like you so much..."

As she spoke, she put her arms around Jomo's deep neck, pulled him down and kissed him.

The two immediately fell into the kiss.

The fiery kiss was accompanied by hot and rapid breathing, like glue, tightly sticking Qiao Moshen and Tong Xiaoyun together.

His kiss is domineering and gentle, with the affection that Tong Xiaoyun can only feel.

The tip of his tongue was strong and powerful, provoking every nerve of her accurately.

Tong Xiaoyun's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a deep blush, her lips and tongue felt his strong sucking, her body softened a little bit, wave after wave of electric current surged across her body like the wind blowing wheat waves. Pass.

She felt that her hairs were standing on end, and she was already in a daze, so she couldn't help making an ambiguous moan.

Qiao Moshen was naturally moved, but at a critical moment, he slammed on the brakes.

He suddenly let go of her lips, and the sexy panting sound accompanied by the blushing male hormones lingered in Tong Xiaoyun's ears.

She slowly opened her star eyes covered with a thin layer of water mist, and looked at him in confusion, "Uncle..."

Jomo's deep and heavy breathing was full of lust, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "You have injuries on your body, it's not enough."

Tong Xiaoyun's small face immediately turned into a hot iron, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, her red, swollen and bright mouth opened, her blushing face turned aside, and she said embarrassingly, "I didn't say I wanted it."

Jomo laughed softly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

When Tong Xiaoyun heard about the food, she immediately regained her spirits. She licked her small mouth with her pink and tender tongue, nodded, with a cute and sweet smile on her lips, "I want to eat..."

"Let me decide." Jomo interrupted her suddenly.

If she had to choose by herself, she would definitely choose those heavy flavors, such as Dongpo pork, duck neck, pepper steak, spicy meat***************’s meat, she would like to order all of them.

Of course, these things are not heavy tastes, but now that she is injured, she can only eat some light things.

It is safer for him to order.

Tong Xiaoyun raised her pink lips slightly when she heard the words, her starry eyes were full of bright smiles, she was charming and charming, "Uncle, I know, I need to eat light food, I was injured more seriously this time, of course I am obedient, What I wanted to say just now is that I want you to cook for me yourself."

Qiao Mo smiled deeply, and the nobility between his brows showed a trace of charm, "When you recover from illness, I will personally feed you."

His Su Yin was so gentle that Tong Xiaoyun's bones were about to crumble.

"Uncle, you are really dirty." She said with a blushing little face, shyly dodging her eyes and not daring to look into Qiao Moshen's eyes.

With a trace of warmth in Qiao Mo's deep and handsome eyebrows, he raised his hand and gently rubbed her exquisite little nose, "What's the matter? I'll give you something to eat next, is there any problem?"

"I won't tell you anymore, hurry up, I'm hungry!" Tong Xiaoyun gently opened Qiao Moshen's hand, and turned her face away to stop looking at him.

This filthy old man always likes to tease her, can she not beat him?

Jomo smiled affectionately, stood up slowly, took out his mobile phone, dialed the driver's number, and asked him to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients.

After hanging up the phone, he put the phone directly on the bedside table and sat down beside the bed, "You take a rest now, I'll go to the doctor..."

Before the words finished, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Qiao Moshen's words.

"Come in." He replied lightly, and raised his hand to cover Tong Xiaoyun with the quilt.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help snorting, "It's not that you didn't wear it, what are you doing?"

"If you didn't wear it, you wouldn't be doing anything." Qiao Mo smiled deeply, his eyes fell on the shyness of Tong Xiaoyun's brows and eyes, and he felt extremely happy.

Tong Xiaoyun let out a breath while looking at her cheeks, not wanting to say a word to him again.

If it's not "well", then it's "she".

Old and unruly.

The door of the ward opened at this moment, and a large group of doctors in white coats walked in.

Dr. Wu, who walked in the front, looked like he was in his 40s. He smiled and nodded to Qiao Mo respectfully, "Mr. Qiao, you are here."

Qiao Moshen stood up slowly, his slender and tall body was a head taller than Dr. Wu, and the aura around him was noble and powerful, not angry but mighty.

Looking back at Tong Xiaoyun on the bed, he turned his head and met Dr. Wu's gaze again, "How is Yun'er's injury now?"

Dr. Wu smiled slightly, "Mr. Qiao, don't worry, Mrs. Qiao's injury is not serious, and she was delivered in time, so she will be discharged in a few days. Don't worry, Mr. Qiao."

After listening to Dr. Wu's words, Qiao Mo felt relieved, and nodded lightly, "That's good. You and Dr. Zhao will go to the New York Academic Exchange Conference next month."

Dr. Wu was overwhelmed and looked at Qiao Mo in surprise for a long time before speaking, with an unconcealable excitement in his smile, "Thank you, Mr. Qiao, thank you, Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Mo looked deeply at the doctors behind Doctor Wu who had just participated in Tong Xiaoyun's first aid, exuding an awe-inspiring kingly demeanor, as if they were gods who had fallen into the world, "Okay, you all go out, later, I'll have someone transfer the bonus to your card."

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao." All the doctors in white coats bowed deeply to Qiao Mo before leaving the ward.

(End of this chapter)