Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 72 We, Two-pronged Approach

Tong Xiaoyun nodded like garlic, looked at Qiao Moshen pitifully with star eyes, and said earnestly, "Uncle, this time, you have to help me no matter what, I must be in the top ten, or I will lose the bet." I'm going to lose my face."

A sanctimonious look gradually appeared in Qiao Mo's deep eyes, but the subtle arc on the corner of his mouth betrayed his thoughts, "Okay, I can help you, come here."

Hearing what Qiao Moshen said, Tong Xiaoyun was so excited that she almost jumped up.

Qiao Moshen is a top student, as long as he is willing to help her, no matter how hard she works, she will definitely be in the top ten.

She has analyzed it all. The reason why she is stagnant at the fifteenth place is because her math scores are really bad, and she is all relying on her scores in other subjects.

Besides, the total scores of those before and after her are actually about the same. As long as she improves her math score, even if it is fifty points, it will be easy to get into the top ten.

But Tong Xiaoyun will not tell Qiao Moshen that her current math score is only [-] points for beggars.

"Uncle, thank you." With a grin, Tong Xiaoyun put the exercise book in front of Qiao Moshen, and turned around to move the stool over.

Suddenly a strong arm crossed her waist, she was startled, and before she could react, she was brought into Qiao Moshen's arms by a powerful force.

"Uncle Da Da Da... What are you going to do?" She asked nervously, and she clearly felt that she was in Qiao Moshen's arms, as if holding a stove in her hands, and the fiery breath instantly surrounded her. His face became hot.

There was no emotion in Qiao Mo's deep eyes, and his peerless handsome face was also extremely cold, and he answered Tong Xiaoyun with one word, "You."

Tong Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from the palm of her hand, "But...but don't we want to...review?"

"We can do both. Trust me, you will be more impressed." Qiao Moshen's voice was hoarse, and every word he uttered was a huge charm to Tong Xiaoyun.

"Huh?" Tong Xiaoyun was a little confused and asked in confusion, but what answered her was Qiao Mo's deep, hot kiss.

His big palm pinched her cheeks, and the tiger's mouth was rubbing against her pointed chin, like drilling wood to make fire, it was so hot that it was about to catch fire.

Tong Xiaoyun was forced to raise his little head to accept his invasion, a current flowed slowly upwards along his lower abdomen, and finally flowed everywhere in his limbs.

All the strength in her body was drained, and she limply lay in Qiao Moshen's arms, letting him get whatever he wanted, and she didn't even have the strength to hold up her eyelids.

While kissing her deeply, Jomo grabbed her slender waist with both hands, and with a little force, he put her on the table and let her sit facing him.

He stood up, stepped into her legs, narrowed his eyes covered with strong lust, and looked at her who had gradually become emotional.

Her sweet and lovely face is rosy at the moment, like a blooming peach blossom, blooming endlessly charming in the pureness.

The clothes on Tong Xiaoyun's shoulders were slowly taken off, one by one, and finally fell to the ground ambiguously.

Qiao Moshen no longer forbears, and possesses her gently and domineeringly.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help groaning, the last trace of strength in her body was gone, and she fell directly on Qiao Moshen's chest.

Qiao Mo's animal-like eyes were stained with a satisfied smile, and his eyes fell on the exercise book next to Tong Xiaoyun's little butt, he stretched out his ape arm, picked it up, slowly bowed his head, and held it next to her flushed ear. He said softly in a hoarse voice, "We can start now."

Tong Xiaoyun lay on Qiao Moshen's chest and breathed rapidly, the tip of his nose was filled with the sexy and masculine breath of his body, his little head was already a mess, and he didn't know what Qiao Moshen was talking about.

At this time, Jomo's deep, hoarse and sexy voice came again, "Question 1, the minimum positive period of the function f(X)=2-sin[-]x is..."

"Uncle!" Tong Xiaoyun was ashamed and embarrassing, raised her little hand and beat Qiao Mo's deep and strong chest without pain.

This filthy old man, wouldn't he want to give her a lecture at the same time?

Then how could she have the heart to listen to it?
"Listen carefully, otherwise, I will have to use my strength." Jomo threatened her seriously, and after speaking, he really started to explain to her seriously.

After finishing one question, Tong Xiaoyun's messy head couldn't absorb anything at all. She only knew that she was very uncomfortable and wanted to...

"Do you understand?" Jomo's deep and hoarse voice sounded from above his head.

Tong Xiaoyun cried heartily.

He still had the nerve to ask, how could she listen like this?
But she didn't dare to say that she didn't understand, otherwise, this nasty old man wouldn't let her go.

Nodding her head, she bit her lower lip and uttered a syllable with difficulty, "Hmm."

The heroic thick eyebrows raised slightly, and Qiao Moshen stuffed the exercise book into her hands, "Since you understand, please explain it to me."

"Ah?" Tong Xiaoyun looked up at him in confusion.

How can this be so?
Why didn't he play his cards according to the routine?
She said she understood, shouldn't he go straight to the next question?

"Say it." Qiao Mo looked at her deeply, with a serious expression, as if the man standing naked in front of Tong Xiaoyun was not him.

"I... I... I won't." Tong Xiaoyun said angrily.

Anyway, whether it will or not, she will not have a good time.

"If you don't listen carefully and lie to me, you are a dishonest student, and I will punish you." Qiao Moshen did what he said, and he really tried hard.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't even breathe for a moment. She wanted to cry out, but her throat was tight and she couldn't make any sound.

She felt that she couldn't take it anymore, but she still wanted more. Time stood still at this moment, only her tears fell down her cheeks, and ten slender, white and tender fingers tightly grasped Jomo's deep and firm body. His arms, nails were sunk deep into his flesh.

"I'll tell you again, listen carefully, or I'll punish you." Jomo endured the pain of laughing and abdominal congestion, and took Tong Xiaoyun's exercise book again.

Tong Xiaoyun really felt that she was going to die from the pain, and even if she didn't die, she would be tortured to the point of going crazy.

She admits that if she loses the bet, she loses, but, this hateful old man, can he let her go?

(End of this chapter)