Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 274 Uneasy, meet father-in-law

The steps under his feet were reluctant, but he had already stepped out firmly.

suddenly...

Tong Xiaoyun, who just took a step forward, tightened his wrist.

The next second, a powerful force came, and before she could react, she was pulled into a warm and firm embrace.

He hugged her tightly, and a choked and hoarse voice sounded faintly above her head, "I miss you so much, Yun'er, don't leave me again."

Tong Xiaoyun was slightly taken aback, tears were one step ahead of her, and the tears surged up.

what did he say?
He misses her?
He also said...don't leave him?
Tong Xiaoyun couldn't believe what she heard... Isn't this a dream?
"Uncle, you..."

She raised her head and looked at the affectionate Qiao Moshen with hazy eyes. The words "Unbelievable" was capitalized on her tear-filled little face.

Does he really want her?

Jomo took a deep breath, let go of her, stared condescendingly at this little thing that made his teeth itch with hatred, and snorted coldly, "You call me uncle now? Haven't you been talking all the time these few days?" Call me by my name?"

Tong Xiaoyun shook her head, grabbed Qiao Moshen's arm, and asked excitedly, "Uncle, do you still want me? I... I am pregnant with Duan Wangshu's child, do you still want me?"

She has to confirm it once, a hundred times, a thousand times, until she is willing to believe it.

Because it's... unbelievable.

Even if Qiao Moshen nods now and tells her seriously that yes, he still wants her, she still doesn't believe it... just can't believe it.

Qiao Moshen shook it.

For a moment, Tong Xiaoyun's heart was icy cold, like a spring water flowing down, it was so cold to the bone.

It turned out that she had heard it wrong.

He still doesn't want her anymore.

The sorrow in his heart flooded again, Tong Xiaoyun finally couldn't control himself, just about to cry out, Qiao Moshen's voice sounded again, and there was still a little bit of beating, "I don't want you anymore, you go, but Leave the baby, I want the baby."

Tong Xiaoyun raised her head and cried loudly, feeling something was wrong while crying.

What did he say just now?
He wants a child?

Want her baby?

What does it mean?
This means that……

This means that……

Tong Xiaoyun was still a little bit hesitant to react, afraid that he might misunderstand him again, but the crying stopped, tears dripping, and he looked at him sobbingly, his shoulders twitched, like a little fool.

"When you give birth to the child, you can go wherever you like, but the child..."

"Uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun didn't want to doubt her ears any more, and didn't want to waste time to confirm whether what Qiao Moshen said was true or not.

She threw herself into his arms, without any consideration, she relaxed, and burst into tears again.

The grievances, sorrows, sorrows, as well as gratification, happiness, excitement, and even gratitude from the bottom of my heart all rushed out, entangled and twisted together.

But now, she doesn't want to think about anything, she just wants to stay by Qiao Moshen's side, and never leave him, no matter whether he wants her or not... He wants her, and she no longer doubts him.

Jomo lowered his head slowly, looking at the little thing crying in his arms, the big empty hole in his heart was finally filled bit by bit.

Even if she had sex with another man, even if she was pregnant with another man's child, what should I do?

Unknowingly, he fell in love with this little thing deeply, and couldn't do without her.

He also believed that she only had him in her heart... So, everything was forced by Duan Wangshu.

You don't need to think about it.

It was because he was too stupid to protect her that things developed to this point.

How could he not want her?
If he was wrong, it was all his fault.

There is just one thing, Qiao Moshen still can't forgive Tong Xiaoyun.

Gritting his teeth, he pushed her away again, and raised his voice to order, "Take off this wedding dress for me quickly, it's annoying to look at, hurry up!"

Tong Xiaoyun's crying stopped abruptly.

How could she forget that this old man just has a nasty problem?
"Just take it off, why are you so fierce?"

After muttering something in a low voice, Tong Xiaoyun was ready to go upstairs with her wedding dress in hand.

Qiao Mo took a seat on the sofa leisurely, Su Yin was gloomy and elegant, "Take it off here."

Tong Xiaoyun's steps faltered, and she turned around abruptly, her angry eyes fell on Qiao Moshen, "What did you say?"

Qiao Mo turned his head slowly, met her gaze, and said calmly, "Take it off here, hurry up."

Tong Xiaoyun let out a long breath, "You really haven't changed at all."

Qiao Mo's sexy thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was a touch of displeasure between his brows, "Tong Xiaoyun, what are you talking to me about? You won't listen to me now, will you?"

Tong Xiaoyun was completely speechless.

This nasty old man... Is he acting?

Still addicted?

No one pays attention to him!
I'm so sick of it!

Tong Xiaoyun cursed a few words in his heart, then turned around and went upstairs.

The corners of Qiao Mo's deep eyes twitched. Although he felt a little ashamed, he immediately got up and followed Tong Xiaoyun to the cloakroom.

Tong Xiaoyun walked to the middle of the cloakroom, then turned and stared at him, "Why are you following here?"

"I want to see you change your clothes." Jomo replied bluntly.

Tong Xiaoyun knew that next, he was going to start dirty again.

Is that how they reconciled?

There is no gradual process at all, so can't he be more tactful and a gentleman?

"What do you think I'm doing? Let me take it off for you? That's fine." Qiao Moshen looked reluctant, stepped forward a few steps, and tightly held the wedding dress on Tong Xiaoyun's chest with his big palm. The expensive wedding dress was reduced to rags in his hands.

Anyway, it wasn't spending his money, so he didn't feel bad.

Besides, if it was him, he wouldn't let this little thing wear a tube top wedding dress.

Tong Xiaoyun screamed out in fright, almost jumped out, and Qiao Mo's deep angry voice sounded again, "Tong Xiaoyun, what are those two things on your chest? Who brought them up for you?"

Tong Xiaoyun looked down, couldn't hold back for a moment, and rolled a huge white eye that she hadn't rolled for a long time, "This is called silicone underwear, haven't you seen it before?"

Qiao Mo looked deeply at the two small pieces of flesh pushing Tong Xiaoyun's chest out of a deep groove, and became furious, "How did I see this kind of thing? Tell me, who made it for you?"

damn it!
He didn't believe that she was so stupid that she could squeeze out such a deep ditch by herself. Someone must have helped her.

If he knew who touched her daughter-in-law's chest, he would definitely chop off that person's hand.

"You really haven't seen it?" Tong Xiaoyun scanned him up and down, half-believing.

This old man must have had a lot of women around him before, and she couldn't believe that no one wore this kind of underwear.

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, still unable to suppress the anger in his heart, pointed at Tong Xiaoyun and said angrily, "Hurry up and tell the truth, don't change the subject here."

Tong Xiaoyun suddenly felt that Qiao Moshen really looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world at the moment, he was bluffing here, he really lost all temperament.

"I made it myself. I've worn it before. I always wear this kind of dress. It's because you didn't let me wear it after I met you, so I didn't wear it, okay?"

Jomo took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice after a moment of silence, "It's not allowed to wear it in the future... If you really want to wear it, you can wear it on the bed."

"I can't communicate with you." Tong Xiaoyun shook his head helplessly, turned around and took a loose dress and put it on.

Jomo's deep gaze gradually softened, covering her small body, filling her heart little by little.

It's great that they're together again.

Thin lips raised slightly, and he walked over a few steps, hugging her from behind, "Yun Bao, do you miss me?"

Tong Xiaoyun wanted to put on his clothes, and then say some affectionate words to him, now that he is naked, it is really embarrassing.

This hateful old man really has no discernment at all.

With a faint sigh in her heart, she nodded and gave a soft "hmm", which was very perfunctory.

Qiao Moshen was very dissatisfied with her answer, so he grabbed her shoulders and turned her body, "What's your attitude? You're just playing me off?"

Tong Xiaoyun bit her lower lip helplessly, resisting the urge to get angry, and said in a low voice, "Can you let me put on my clothes first?"

Jomo shook his head capriciously, "No...you are pregnant now, I can't enter your body, I am already very wronged, you still don't let me see..."

"Uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun roared angrily.

How could he say anything?
Qiao Mo smiled suddenly, raised his hand and gave her a pat on the head, and comforted her softly, "But don't worry, don't be angry, it will be fine in three months, Yun Bao, be good, bear with me, ah."

Tong Xiaoyun's breath got stuck in her throat...let her die first.

……

The night is coming, and the sky is full of stars.

"Yun Bao...that..."

The car stopped in front of Tong's villa, Qiao Moshen repeated this sentence no less than ten times.

It was the first time that Tong Xiaoyun saw Qiao Moshen's reckless appearance, and said impatiently, "Just tell me what's going on, hesitating, if you don't want to go down, I'll go down."

She said, without waiting for Qiao Moshen to speak again, she opened the door and got off the car.

Qiao Mo gritted his teeth deeply, and complained to Tong Xiaoyun ten times in his heart before chasing him down, "Wait a minute in front of our father, you can speak nice words for me."

Tong Xiaoyun's footsteps faltered, and he burst out laughing when he heard "our father" in Qiao Mo's deep mouth, "What did you say?"

Qiao Mo really wanted to slap Tong Xiaoyun on the back of the head, but she is pregnant now, so he can't do that.

"Our dad has a prejudice against me now. You must say something nice for me later, do you hear me? Do you still want to be with me?"

Tong Xiaoyun gave a "cut" and continued to stride forward.

This hateful old man doesn't even have the attitude of begging for help.

But she should know Qiao Moshen well, he is a cold old boy, it's not easy for him to say such a thing.

With a long stride, Qiao Mo caught up with Tong Xiaoyun immediately, turned around and took the big and small bags of presents from the driver behind him, silently cleared his throat, and straightened his back.

Don't worry, don't be afraid, his father-in-law is not a man-eating monster, there is nothing to be afraid of.

He and Tong Xiaoyun are in love, no one can break them up.

Of course, he just thought about it, and he must never say this.

In order to be with that little thing, he also went all out, and he would lose face if he lost face later, so he must give his father-in-law enough face.

I have to give it for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Qiao Moshen heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't believe it, he had a good attitude, what else could his father-in-law say.

Also, he has confidence in his Yun Bao, he Yun Bao will not abandon him.

The door in front of him opened.

Qiao Mo took a deep breath secretly, followed Tong Xiaoyun in, and saw Tong Wei sitting on the sofa at a glance.

His father-in-law looks... hin is not happy.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Qiao Mo's heart was pounding, he glanced at Tong Xiaoyun and gave her a wink, then stepped forward a few steps, came to Tong Wei, and said respectfully, "Dad, we are back."

(End of this chapter)