Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 77 Do You Have Legs?
"It's up to you, but... there are some things in the CEO's office that cannot be moved casually, Madam President, please be careful." After Shen Rou said coldly, she turned and returned to her seat.

Tong Xiaoyun stood there without moving, just rolled his eyes with his nose relished, and then pushed open the door of Qiao Moshen's office and went in.

Some things cannot be moved casually.

what?
She wants to move!

snort!
Tong Xiaoyun took off the schoolbag on his shoulder and threw it directly on the sofa beside him, then ran to sit on Qiao Moshen's chair, and turned on his computer.

Not knowing when her uncle would be able to finish the meeting, she first found a movie to relieve boredom.

Time passed by every minute and every second, when Tong Xiaoyun was laughing at the computer screen, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and two people came in.

Shen Rou, who was walking in the front, saw Tong Xiaoyun sitting on Qiao Moshen's chair, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she strode forward and said sharply, "How can you touch the Boss's things casually? Do you know that's too much?" What's in the computer, you actually use it to watch movies!"

The smile on Tong Xiaoyun's lips froze instantly.

She opened her mouth, looking in disbelief at the woman in front of her who dared to speak to her in such a tone, she was surprised for a while before making a sound, "Excuseme, are you..."

In fact, what she wants to ask more is: Who are you?
Shen Rou frowned slightly, her expression was tinged with a touch of anger, "I'm Shen Rou, Boss' assistant."

"Okay, it's none of your business here, you go out first." Qiao Moshen came up at this time, said something lightly, but his eyes kept on Tong Xiaoyun.

Shen Rou originally wanted to say something, but was blocked by Qiao Moshen's words, and couldn't utter a single word.

After glancing at Tong Xiaoyun again, she reluctantly left the office.

"Why are you here? Did you get your exam results?" Qiao Moshen's voice was tinged with joy, and the cold and handsome face still showed no expression, only the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

Tong Xiaoyun sat on Jomo's deep and comfortable leather sofa chair, with his arms folded around his chest, with a sweet and lovely face, he snorted coldly, "You still have the nerve to ask me about my test scores? I only got 65 in math. I thought you were a top student, but you are actually about the same as me."

Qiao Mo could tell that Tong Xiaoyun was angry, but it was definitely not because she failed the exam.

Turning his head slightly, and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, Qiao Mo smiled silently, and immediately retracted his gaze, and said in an unhurried voice, "I know, so didn't I give you English tutoring? After all Your math is really bad, even if I am a god, there is nothing I can do."

Hearing this, Tong Xiaoyun understood.

No wonder Qiao Moshen taught her English questions before. It turned out to be a reserve for her. He was afraid that he would not be able to improve his math performance, so he could use his English scores to make up for it. After all, her English scores are very good, and he can easily remember what he said .

It turned out that he had expected it early on.

This man is indeed very careful.

To be honest, this time she should really thank this old man for letting her experience what it's like to be a top student...

Eh, no, no, she made a mistake. The most important thing now is to find out what the relationship between this old man and that assistant is.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me, who was that woman just now? Why did she dare to talk to me like that? Are you having an affair with her?" Tong Xiaoyun slapped the gavel and asked sharply.

Of course, the so-called gavel was actually her white and soft little hands.

Qiao Moshen's mood instantly improved, even better than when he knew she came to the company to find him.

However, Qiao Moshen is a cold old man, how could he show his good mood?

"She...I can answer your questions one by one, but you must answer one of my questions first." Qiao Moshen walked over, his slender and tall body blocked the light in front of Tong Xiaoyun.

He put one hand on the table while holding the back of the chair with the other hand, trapped Tong Xiaoyun between him and the sofa chair, lowered his head slowly, leaning towards Tong Xiaoyun bit by bit with his peerless and handsome face.

Tong Xiaoyun was still annoyed that she had said all that was in her heart on the spur of the moment, she should be reserved.

Just when he was thinking about how to save face, the old man Qiao Moshen began to unscrupulously release his charm to her again.

Tong Xiaoyun's heartbeat missed several beats, holding her breath, staring at Qiao Moshen with wide starry eyes, she backed up little by little until she leaned on the back of the chair, with no way out.

This old man is really...

Why are you so handsome?
It doesn't matter if she is handsome, why should she be so attractive and turn her into a nympho.

"I... what's the problem?" After stumbling, Tong Xiaoyun secretly rejoiced.

Luckily he didn't bite his tongue off.

Qiao Mo raised a pair of thick eyebrows slightly upwards, and the nobility between the brows was rubbed into a trace of evil charm, "It's just...are you jealous?"

Tong Xiaoyun's breathing tightened again, and she couldn't hold back and yelled out, "Who is jealous? I'm just... just... you are my husband now, if you cheat, I will lose face."

Qiao Moshen nodded his head twice, "That's true."

Tong Xiaoyun silently cleared her throat, sat up straight, straightened her collar, and said seriously, "Now it's time for you to answer my question, don't lie to me."

She squinted at him, using her own eyes as clairvoyant eyes. If the old man was lying, she would be able to tell.

Jomo stood up straight and shook his neck twice, "I've had a meeting for two hours just now, I'm a little tired, get up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his ape's arms, and easily lifted Tong Xiaoyun from the sofa chair with one stroke.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Tong Xiaoyun was very upset that she was often treated like a chicken, and hated her own size again.

Jomo turned around deeply, and sat down on the chair with smooth movements, "I can answer your question now."

Tong Xiaoyun's neck stretched out immediately, but she never thought that her pink lips would be plundered unexpectedly.

"Mmmm..." Tong Xiaoyun began to struggle, but her slender waist was held tightly by a pair of powerful palms, and she couldn't break free.

Qiao Moshen exerted some strength, and Tong Xiaoyun was easily trapped in his arms.

Tong Xiaoyun put a pair of white jade-like hands on Qiao Moshen's shoulders, trying to push him out forcefully, but the strength in his body was instantly taken away by Qiao Moshen's kiss.

After struggling a few times, she softened and lay limply in Qiao Moshen's arms, with her blushing little face upturned, forced to bear his increasingly hot kisses.

(End of this chapter)