Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 62

Tong Xiaoyun found the reason for her abnormality, and immediately got out of bed, turned her back to Qiao Mo and said embarrassingly, "That... I'm hungry."

At this moment, Qiao Moshen's handsome face was as dark as a cloud over the city, extremely ugly.

Gritting his teeth, he asked displeasedly, "Didn't you just eat just now? Why are you hungry so quickly?"

Tong Xiaoyun rubbed her disappointing stomach, and felt aggrieved, "I didn't dare to eat more at the dining table just now, I was not full."

Of course, she would also like to thank her unbelievable stomach for pulling herself back, who was getting deeper and deeper in Qiao Moshen's charm at the critical moment.

Jomo's chest was tightly blocked, and he wanted to swear.

This is definitely a normal reaction of a normal man.

The good atmosphere was ruined just like that, damn it, this little thing is really...

If she was a bug, Qiao Moshen would definitely crush her to death, don't doubt it.

After taking a deep breath, he stood up, said "wait here" in a cold voice, and strode out of the bedroom.

Tong Xiaoyun's gaze chased after him, and she knew that he was angry just by looking at the back of him leaving angrily!

But why?

Because she can eat it?

Just now at the dining table, Jiang Yina was like that, and Betty was still like that, how could she eat?

It's a normal reaction to be hungry now, no wonder her.

Tong Xiaoyun pursed her mouth in grievance, and couldn't hold back, sighed, and sat down on the side of the bed mournfully.

What is she doing now?

Even eating depends on people's faces.

What made her even more troublesome was that that nasty old man, he was so handsome...

Tong Xiaoyun didn't want to admit this at first, but she couldn't pass the test in her heart.

If someone really stands in front of Qiao Moshen, can point to Qiao Moshen and say that this man is really ugly... OK, let's take a step back and say that Qiao Moshen is just a handsome guy, that would be talking nonsense with open eyes.

He's obviously so handsome that he's already shaking the world and crying ghosts and gods, okay?
"Ah...Tong Xiaoyun, Tong Xiaoyun, you are a nympho, you are definitely a nympho!" Tong Xiaoyun screamed, patted her forehead in frustration, and felt like crying.

She was so disappointed in herself!

……

After more than ten minutes, Jomo came back to the room with a tray.

Tong Xiaoyun is sitting on the sofa playing Nikki-Dress UP Queen... It's not that she has a big heart and can still play the game now, but that she has to find something to do, otherwise, her mind will be occupied by Qiao Moshen up.

Seeing Qiao Mo come in, Tong Xiaoyun immediately put down the phone and sat up straight, looking very nervous.

After a few steps with long legs, Qiao Mo came to Tong Xiaoyun, put the noodle bowl and water cup on the tray on the coffee table, and said in a deep voice, "Eat."

Tong Xiaoyun lowered her head, not daring to take a deep look at Qiao Mo, she nodded obediently, and slowly picked up the chopsticks with her outstretched hand.

The refreshing aroma lingered at the tip of her nose, and the temptation of delicious food instantly occupied all her nerves. Tong Xiaoyun put aside her nervousness and embarrassment, picked up the noodle bowl, and began to eat noodles.

It's just that she didn't know that in front of Qiao Moshen, only when Qiao Moshen was there, no matter how nervous she was or what, the food was delicious.

Jomo felt deeply helpless, shook his head, ignored her, turned and went into the bathroom.

When he came out again, Tong Xiaoyun was already full.

The noodle bowl was empty, and even the water in the quilt was clean.

He was wearing a black silk nightgown, glanced at Tong Xiaoyun from the corner of his eye, and walked straight to the big bed.

He didn't want to deal with the little thing tonight.

"That... Uncle, did you make the noodles yourself?" Tong Xiaoyun followed behind him with a small step, and asked cautiously.

Qiao Mo's deep chest was still congested, and his voice was low and deep, "Mmm."

Tong Xiaoyun also guessed it, after all it took him so long to come up.

Originally, she wanted to thank him, but he didn't speak in a good tone, so she would be angry too, okay?

Isn't it because she ate a little more food, just a bowl of noodles, why is she so stingy?
cut!
She swallowed Tong Xiaoyun's words of thanks that were already on her lips, turned around and went to the bathroom, and brushed her teeth again.

A few minutes later, she came out again, still wearing Jomo's deep T-shirt and her hair was much dried.

Now, it's time to go to bed.

But the question is, will it be embarrassing to go to bed now?

That was Qiao Moshen's bed.

The two of them are having a fight right now, they should sleep in separate beds...

Uh... it seems like we're having an awkward moment, right?
That nasty old man ignored her.

Tong Xiaoyun confirmed it in her heart, the two of them were indeed having a fight, and their determination to sleep in separate beds became a little firmer.

Looking around, she locked her target on the big soft sofa.

Well, I'll sleep there tonight.

Thinking in this way, Tong Xiaoyun stepped forward with short legs and walked towards the sofa.

"It's so late, don't play with your phone, come here quickly." Jomo ordered in a deep voice.

Tong Xiaoyun was startled by the sudden voice, turned around, but saw Qiao Mo lying on the bed, eyes still closed.

How did he know what she was going to do without even looking at her?
Does he have three eyes?
Tong Xiaoyun's pupils turned a few times nimbly, hesitated for a moment, then walked over, gently lifted the quilt on the bed, and carefully got into the bed.

Now it was Qiao Moshen who put her to bed, not her initiative, so there was no need to be embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Tong Xiaoyun felt a lot more relaxed. She moved her small body like a chrysalis like a bug, lay down with her back to Qiao Mo, and slowly closed her eyes.

Only then did Qiao Moshen open his eyes, and slowly turned his head, his dark eyes fell on the back of Tong Xiaoyun's head.

The tip of his nose was filled with the girlish fragrance emanating from her body, and that fragrance seemed to turn into pairs of invisible little hands, stirring every nerve in him.

After tasting her taste, Qiao Moshen has become deeply addicted, but now he can only watch but not touch.

Is this little thing trying to torture him to death?

He greeted Tong Xiaoyun's aunt fiercely from the bottom of his heart, but he was still puzzled.

"Come here." Jomo's deep and deep voice that could not be refused suddenly sounded.

Tong Xiaoyun's body tensed instantly, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

What is he doing?
Could it be to beat her?

No, no, she just ate an extra bowl of noodles. Qiao Moshen is so rich, so he shouldn't be so stingy.

What is that for?
She really can't figure it out.

Can we not go there?

Probably not, if not, Qiao Moshen might really beat her to death.

Unable to guess the other party's intentions, Tong Xiaoyun could only be obedient, Pupa moved her small body and turned around, facing Qiao Moshen, raised her pink lips, and laughed twice, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Qiao Mo had a deep handsome face, his paralyzed face was expressionless, but it was not angry but mighty.

Tong Xiaoyun's heart was trembling, and she asked again nervously, "Uncle... what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)