Chapter 22 Sister, Apology Call

The phone rang suddenly.

Tong Xiaoyun suddenly opened his big star eyes, and without knowing where the strength came from, he pushed the man on him away and sat up.

At this moment, her hair is disheveled, her clothes are disheveled, her cheeks are already flushed, her eyes are like spring water, and she is shockingly beautiful.

Qiao Mo's eyes, deeply stained red by lust, were covered with a layer of anger, like a beast, it was frightening, and he wished to retreat.

How did Tong Xiaoyun know that Qiao Moshen was dissatisfied with desire, and thought she was rude in pushing him away just now, which made him angry.

"Well, I'm going to answer the phone first." She said weakly, raised her hand and lifted her clothes to cover her snow-white fragrant shoulders exposed to the air, and got out of bed as if fleeing, and then got out of the pocket of the clothes Take out your phone.

Seeing that it was Tong Xiwen calling, the fear in her heart was instantly replaced by anger.

Tong Xiwen actually had the nerve to call.

Tong Xiaoyun firmly believed that Tong Xiwen must have known what Nie Man had done, otherwise she would not have sung with Nie Man so tacitly just now.

"What's the matter with you calling?" She pressed the answer button with a cold voice.

Tong Xiwen sneered silently, and then said apologetically, "Xiao Yun, my sister called to apologize to you, I'm really sorry, my mother and I..."

"Things have already happened. What's the use of saying sorry? If you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first." Tong Xiaoyun didn't give Tong Xiwen a chance to speak, and hung up the phone directly.

Tong Xiwen didn't really call to apologize at all, she knew that clearly.

She hates false words the most.

Now, things have come to this point, and she has also registered her marriage with Qiao Moshen, so saying nothing will help.

She didn't want to pretend to forgive, and play a family harmony drama with those two women.

She can't act and hates acting.

Now that she has torn her face, she is not afraid that they will take off the entire mask and reveal their original face.

Putting away her cell phone and those messy thoughts, Tong Xiaoyun turned around slowly, and suddenly took another breath.

Jomo's deep, sexy and wild chest muscles are only a centimeter away from her eyes.

When did he lean over?
The center of Tong Xiaoyun's body leaned back instinctively, not wanting to slip her feet, her whole body leaned back, completely losing her center of gravity.

"Ah..." Tong Xiaoyun let out a long scream, and scratched around reflexively with both hands.

With deep eyes and quick hands, Jomo stretched out his powerful ape arms and easily embraced her slender waist.

Tong Xiaoyun bounced back with the strength of Qiao Moshen's arm, so that he could not die. The red and swollen lips that were ravaged by him just now directly hit his rock-hard pectoral muscles.

With a sore nose, Tong Xiaoyun burst into tears.

"Did I have a nosebleed? Did I have a nosebleed?" She pinched her nose and asked anxiously, jumping her feet.

Qiao Moshen originally wanted to continue the exercise on the bed just now, but now all the atmosphere has been destroyed.

He shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and removed Tong Xiaoyun's hand pinching his nose, "Aren't you going to review your homework? Why don't you go soon?"

Tong Xiaoyun sniffed his nose, then wiped away his tears, and said angrily, "I was supposed to review."

Bai Bai took a deep look at Jomo, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, I would like to thank Tong Xiwen for the phone call, otherwise she would not know what it would be like to be tortured by this old man.

By the way, this man is so old, but why is he so energetic?
(End of this chapter)

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