Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 70 Uncle, So Dirty

Quickly ran into the bathroom, Tong Xiaoyun turned on the shower, and the warm water instantly wetted her whole body.

She had to wash away the memory of last night, otherwise she would not be able to do anything seriously for one day, or two days, or three days...

The sound of running water drowned out the sound of the door opening outside, and it was not until the sliding door of the bathroom was opened that Tong Xiaoyun realized that Qiao Moshen had entered.

Startled, she clutched her chest reflexively, and turned around abruptly.

She is ashamed to look at Qiao Moshen now, and she doesn't know why.

Obviously, she had already had a relationship with him, but this time, she was extraordinarily shy.

"Have you finished washing? I cooked noodles for you." Qiao Moshen's voice was still gloomy and elegant, full of magnetism.

Taking the bath towel from one side of the cabinet, he took a few steps forward and came to Tong Xiaoyun's back, and wrapped her small body in the bath towel.

Tong Xiaoyun stood there in a daze, her feet seemed to have taken root and sprouted, she was motionless until Qiao Moshen hugged her horizontally, and she didn't react, her red face turned aside, her shy gaze flustered Not knowing where to look, he said softly, "My hair is still wet."

"It's okay." Qiao Moshen carried her out of the bathroom and put her on the sofa.

The noodle bowl on the coffee table exuded a refreshing aroma, and Tong Xiaoyun's stomach cried out in perfect fit.

She felt very ashamed and didn't know what to do, but suddenly there was a force on her head that was neither light nor heavy.

That was Jomo holding a towel and wiping her hair.

"Eat quickly." He said while wiping her hair, his tone was so natural and comfortable.

The atmosphere suddenly became very warm.

In Tong Xiaoyun's heart, there was a sweet warm current gurgling by.

She took out her hands from the bath towel, wrapped the bath towel around her chest again, reached for the chopsticks and noodle bowls on the table, and began to eat with relish.

Really delicious!
"Uncle... Thank you." She said suddenly, with a girl's heart as soft as cotton candy.

Qiao Moshen was really a bad guy, he forced her to have a relationship with him when they first met.

However, in the past few days of getting along with him, his gentleness and his thoughtfulness are all things that she can't ignore even if she wants to ignore them.

Tong Xiaoyun is really an ordinary girl, she likes to fantasize, fantasize about all romantic things.

Now she wants to say that everything between her and Qiao Moshen seems to be romance.

"Thank me for what? Thank you for making you happy last night?" Qiao Moshen wiped her hair gently, but the words he said were...

Just a moment ago, Tong Xiaoyun's world was full of pink candies, rainbows, and even the air smelled sweet.

But Qiao Moshen's words were like a bucket of black paint poured down with a splash, drowning out all the romantic colors.

Well, Tong Xiaoyun finally realized that all the romance, tenderness, and thoughtfulness just now were all her own crookedness.

Qiao Moshen was just Qiao Moshen, that hateful and dirty old man.

"I don't need you, I'll do it myself." Putting down the noodle bowl and chopsticks, Tong Xiaoyun grabbed the towel from Qiao Moshen's hand, wiped his hair carelessly twice, and then threw the towel aside.

Anyway, the romantic atmosphere is gone... no, it doesn't exist at all.

Jomo saw that she was fine last second, but suddenly changed her attitude this second.

But thinking about it, I know what's going on, this shy little girl who likes to think wildly, being reminded by him like this, must have thought about those things again.

With a silent smile, Qiao Moshen immediately changed his cold expression, walked over and sat down beside Tong Xiaoyun, and asked pretending to be confused, "What's the matter? Am I wrong? Didn't you thank me last night?" What is that that pleases you? Thank you, is it delicious?"

Tong Xiaoyun turned her face away from embarrassment and anger, and said angrily, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Jomo let out a deep "hiss", and said in a tangled expression with an even more confused expression, "My bottom is delicious? You have eaten my bottom? When did it happen, why don't I remember?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Let's see what time is it now? I missed half a day of class!" Tong Xiaoyun only felt that Qiao Moshen was looking for something to say, so she pushed him away and stood up, and entered again. the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, she took her toothbrush and toothpaste, squeezed the toothpaste onto the toothbrush, and was about to put the toothbrush in her mouth when she suddenly thought of something wrong.

Just now Qiao Moshen has been emphasizing the following...

Below him...

Ashley!
This old man is really...

White smoke came out of Tong Xiaoyun's seven orifices again.

This old man is really dirty to the extreme!
If she hadn't suddenly thought of another meaning of the word "below" she had seen on the Internet before, she really didn't know how many times she would have been teased by him like this.

Why did she fall in love with such an annoying old man?

Old and unprincipled!

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It was after one o'clock in the afternoon that Tong Xiaoyun arrived at school.

The first class in the afternoon has not yet started. Some students are on their lunch break, and some are using their mobile phones to surf the Internet.

Tong Xiaoyun put her schoolbag on her desk, and went directly to the empty seat beside Cong Yi and sat down, "Hey, the head teacher didn't call my name this morning, did he?"

Cong Yi said slowly as if studying the stock market on his mobile phone, "Your husband should have asked for leave for you, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you come to class in the morning?"

The corners of Tong Xiaoyun's eyes twitched, not knowing how to answer Cong Yi's question.

She couldn't say that she couldn't get out of bed this morning after being oppressed by Jomo last night.

Clearing her throat in embarrassment, Tong Xiaoyun immediately changed the topic, "Well... I have a math problem I want to ask you, it's the obtuse triangle... Ahh..."

Before he finished speaking, Tong Xiaoyun was severely injured by the UFO on the back of his head.

It hurts!

Xiumei frowned tightly, she raised her hand and rubbed the back of her aching head, and immediately turned to look for the murderer who attacked her.

"What's the matter with you? Even our Mrs. Qiao dares to hit her, so she's not afraid of being expelled from school? Hurry up and apologize!" A strange voice sounded.

As soon as Tong Xiaoyun heard it, she knew that the voice came from the English class prostitute.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mrs. Qiao, I really didn't mean it. You must not let your husband fire me. I apologize to you." The girl who accidentally attacked Tong Xiaoyun with her notebook immediately bowed down and apologized to her , but the tone is also a bit yin and yang, acrimonious.

Tong Xiaoyun's chest immediately ignited hot anger, and she stood up abruptly, "You two are enough! If you don't want to apologize, I won't force you."

(End of this chapter)