Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 319 She wants to throw him down

Qiao Yichen nodded to Duan Wangshu in a gentlemanly manner, his calm aura did not look like a two-year-old child at all, "Hello, Uncle Duan."

Duan Wangshu looked at the pink and tender boy in front of him, as if he was looking at a shrunken Qiao Moshen.

However, this child is much cuter than Jomo, especially when his big eyes flicker with a smile, they are full of electricity.

When I came in just now, the waitresses were all obsessed with this little guy.

I can flirt with girls at such a young age, and I will get it in the future.

"Oops, the first time we met, uncle should have prepared a red envelope for you, let's make it up tomorrow."

The smile on Qiao Yichen's lips deepened, his lips were red and his teeth were white, like a child walking out of a painting, "Thank you Uncle Duan, I like all the gifts that Uncle Duan gave me over the years."

Duan Wangshu was slightly surprised, looked at Qiao Moshen in disbelief, and couldn't help laughing, "I thought you were all lost."

Qiao Mo's expression on his deep handsome face was a bit cold, he chuckled lightly, and said lightly, "It's free, why throw it away."

Duan Wangshu slightly raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of rebellion between his brows, "Your big boss Qiao doesn't seem like such a person who can take advantage of you."

Only then did the lines of Jomo Shen's face soften little by little, and it was not as tight as before. "That depends on who the other party is. The things you give are not cheap."

The most exaggerated is the small island.

Tong Xiaoyun's obsidian-like pupils nimbly turned twice, and his ambiguous gaze wandered between Qiao Moshen and Duan Wangshu. smile.

"Look at how good you two are now. You are obviously very good friends, why are you making trouble? Today is a good day. Let me see, you two just make up."

Uh……

After Tong Xiaoyun finished speaking, the air in the entire Peony Hall froze instantly.

Qiao Yichen glanced at his father and told himself that he was still a child and he couldn't control this matter.

Duan Wangshu withdrew the smile on his lips, lowered his head, and ordered seriously.

Qiao Moshen's expression returned to the previous aloofness, and his whole body carried a natural noble and extraordinary aura, like an iceberg, with an inherent nobility in the coldness, making people feel unattainable, as low as dust .

What Tong Xiaoyun hates the most is Qiao Moshen's arrogant look, and Duan Wangshu is the same, even if they are given two steps, they all think that they are superior, right?

At such an old age, they are all ignorant.

"Edward, when you grow up, you have to be more open-minded. Don't be like these two. Do you hear me? Mom is for your own good."

Qiao Yichen nodded with a smile, "I see, Mom."

"Tong Xiaoyun, why don't you order?" Qiao Mo pursed his beautiful thin lips, and asked in a low voice, and glanced at Duan Wangshu from the corner of his eye.

This glance doesn't matter, Duan Wangshu is also sneaking a glance at him, and the eyes of the two meet in mid-air.

and then...

The two big men blushed.

This picture, it's been a long time!
However, the hatred and grievances that have been suppressed in my heart for so many years are really let go at this moment.

My heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. This feeling is really good.

……

After a hearty meal, Qiao Moshen took Tong Xiaoyun and his son back to the company.

It was already 01:30 in the afternoon, Qiao Yichen was in the habit of taking a nap by Tong Xiaoyun, and he was fast asleep, Qiao Moshen put him on the big bed in the lounge, and gently covered him The quilt just came out.

Seeing that Qiao Moshen closed the door of the lounge, Tong Xiaoyun immediately got off the sofa and stood up, walking upside down in front of Qiao Moshen with short legs.

"Uncle..." She looked up with a charming little face like the moon, with a bright smile in her starry eyes, her pink lips slightly parted, afraid of affecting her son's sleep, she whispered, "You and Duan Wangshu Let’s make up, right? Can I meet him later?”

Hearing this, Qiao Mo's handsome face was suddenly tinged with a chill, and the temperature in the entire CEO's office dropped instantly.

"Say it again." He said in a low Su tone, word for word.

Tong Xiaoyun's IQ is not too anxious to see that Qiao Moshen is angry because of her question.

He was angry, and very angry.

Involuntarily swallowing her saliva, Tong Xiaoyun immediately took a step back and said cautiously, "I know, just treat it as me...uh..."

The small mouth was suddenly blocked, and there was another sudden kiss.

Tong Xiaoyun's reflexive fear of Qiao Moshen's cold face just now disappeared instantly.

The little deer in her heart began to bump wildly, "bang bang", her ears were filled with the sound of her own heartbeat, which was super violent.

It's really worthless, they're all old couples, but because of a kiss, does the girl's heart start to overflow?

Jomo held her slender arms tightly with his deep iron-like hands, and kissed her lips. With slow steps, he pushed Tong Xiaoyun to the desk little by little.

The edge of the table happened to be stuck on the round butt, she had no way to retreat, her upper body slowly leaned back, bearing Jomo's deep and gradually hot kiss with her heart beating more and more frantically.

His breath was burning, and the wash sprayed on Tong Xiaoyun's little face.

Her cheeks are already flushed, her eyes are like spring water, and she is so beautiful that people are fascinated.

So hot!

So hot!

Tong Xiaoyun only felt a sea of ​​flames whizzing past her cheeks, the temperature was unbearable for her, and within a moment, she had completely melted between Jomo's deeply hot lips.

Her lips were sweet and delicious, and his kiss was long and long, as if to occupy her lips forever.

"Uh-huh……"

A coquettish whine uncontrollably escaped from Tong Xiaoyun's mouth, echoing throughout the president's office.

To Qiao Moshen, this ambiguous voice was the most moving piece of music in the world.

The sexy panting sound became louder and entwined with Tong Xiaoyun's moaning sound, and merged into a moving movement, singing between the two.

The clothes on his body fell to the ground one by one, and when Tong Xiaoyun finally realized what Qiao Moshen was going to do, he had already stripped him naked.

No!
Tong Xiaoyun's mind was buzzing with an alarm. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he pushed Qiao Mo away, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? Edward is still sleeping inside."

Qiao Mo's eyes as deep as a pool have already been stained with the color of deep love, and his eyes, as bright as a beast, sweep across Tong Xiaoyun's white body like a gardenia flower ambiguously. Said, "Screw down, your son won't hear you."

"Uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun stomped his feet in anger at Qiao Moshen's naked words, and growled softly.

This old crook is really abominable to the extreme.

Who's screaming louder?

She has been very quiet, okay?
I'm so sick of it!

Qiao Moshen had a panoramic view of the angry look on her red face, her thin lips were slightly hooked, exuding a crazy charm all over her body, Su Yin deliberately lowered her voice, and said, "The question you asked me just now I haven't forgotten, either give me sleep, or don't eat snacks for a month, it's your choice."

His Susu's subwoofer made Tong Xiaoyun have no resistance at all, that feeling was like an advertisement for Dove chocolate, and his voice seemed to turn into silky and soft satin, gently brushing her body, she heart of.

His heart was numb and itchy, and goosebumps all over his body when he was angry.

This old man, he...he...how can he be so handsome?

Tong Xiaoyun bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and slowly raised her small hands to hold her hot face.

The soft gaze, the treacherous eyes, the upturned corners of the mouth, the blushing cheeks...

She couldn't help being a nympho again.

"I'll sleep with you."

Jomoshen was extremely satisfied with her reaction, he bent his lips and smiled, that smile was so captivating, "I haven't taken off my clothes yet, so I can't sleep with you."

His smile is shining!
Tong Xiaoyun took a deep breath, her heart was so soft that it dripped water.

The prehistoric power in her body could no longer be controlled, she wanted to... throw him down!
"I'll help you take off!"

……

"Uh-huh……"

Tong Xiaoyun bit her lower lip tightly, not wanting to make a sound, but the ambiguous moans still overflowed from her small mouth, echoing throughout the president's office.

The scorching heat and numbness accompanied by endless pleasure rushed through her body wave after wave, as if to annihilate her.

She was about to suffocate!

Jomo received a sudden heavy blow, and her voice stopped abruptly.

At that moment, she felt that her soul was smashed by him.

The pleasure that had been accumulated for a long time was finally released.

The sky turned blue again.

The flower turned red again.

The air became sweet again.

The whole world has become better.

……

More than two hours later, Tong Xiaoyun had put on her clothes, sat on the sofa sadly, stared at Qiao Moshen who was working hard, and scolded herself a thousand times in the bottom of her heart.

It's been more than three years, it's been more than three years, why hasn't the habit of being infatuated with Jomo been cured?
As long as he teases her, she will definitely be hooked.

Just now she even...even directly picked it up for him!
God!

Lost people!

She wanted to die.

This hateful old man, he just caught her weakness, that's why he seduced her again and again.

She loses all face!
"What's wrong? Is my little niece feeling uncomfortable?"

The charming Su Yin suddenly sounded.

Tong Xiaoyun's heart stopped beating, and she only felt that Qiao Moshen's little niece was hot, and unexpectedly... unexpectedly felt it again.

She really wanted to cry, shed tears for herself who was so dirty that there was no cure.

"Is it really uncomfortable? Let me see." Qiao Mo stood up as he said deeply, with long legs, he strode towards Tong Xiaoyun who was sitting on the sofa.

Tong Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up abruptly, shook his head desperately and waved his hands, "No, don't come here again, go away, go away!"

She absolutely must not let Qiao Mo know and feel again, otherwise...she will not even think about walking on the ground today.

Besides, it's embarrassing too.

Qiao Moshen seemed to be enjoying the feeling of pounced on his prey. The beast in his body had been fully aroused by this pitiful little thing in front of him, "I'm looking at my little niece, not you."

"Uncle... big... uncle..."

Tong Xiaoyun really cried this time.

Can't he work with peace of mind?
Why do you have to tease her?
Wasn't just now enough?

It's not good to marry a husband who is too energetic. She regrets remarrying him.

But... Even if he doesn't remarry, it won't stop him from being unruly.

"I'm just checking on you, Yun Bao, hurry up and come to me, huh?"

Qiao Moshen is simply releasing his charm in a vicious way. How can Tong Xiaoyun's girlish heart stand up to his teasing?
As soon as her legs gave way, she almost fell down, as if she had been charmed, she obediently walked towards Qiao Mo.

The charm of this old man is really irresistible.

She can't escape, she can't escape for the rest of her life.

(End of this chapter)