Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 94 For Him, Never Forget

"Uncle, Mama Wang said it will be ready soon, just wait a little longer!" Tong Xiaoyun jumped out of the kitchen with a small body.

She didn't smell the gunpowder smoke in the air, and bounced to the middle of the two, "Dad, would you like some more? Mama Wang made meatball soup. Mama Wang is so good, I love it." of."

Tong Wei slowly withdrew his gaze, and then a kind smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and patted Tong Xiaoyun's shoulder, "Father won't eat, you guys eat, I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Tong Xiaoyun nodded, "Good night, Dad."

Tong Wei's eyes once again fell on Qiao Moshen's body, a little heavy, "It's too late, please help me watch, don't let Xiaoyun eat too much, it's bad for the stomach, I don't want her to get hurt a little."

After saying that, he patted Tong Xiaoyun's cheek lovingly, and then left to go upstairs.

Of course Qiao Moshen could hear what Tong Wei said.

Just a moment ago, he was almost on the verge of impulsiveness and ended everything.

Fortunately, this little thing came out in time, otherwise, he didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be.

This consequence will come sooner or later.

However, looking at Tong Xiaoyun's innocent face, his heart really softened.

Wait a minute.

Qiao Moshen suddenly felt that he was very cowardly, and he was even afraid that the further he got to the back, the more he would be unable to make a move.

He once thought that even if Tong Xiaoyun would hate him, he would still keep her by his side.

But, is he really not afraid of her hate?
……

It was past ten o'clock when I returned to my room after eating.

Tong Xiaoyun finally realized that something was wrong with Qiao Moshen.

He didn't say much during the meal just now.

What happened again?
She asked this question after the two had finished washing and lay on the bed, "Uncle Qiao, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Jomo held her in his arms deeply and quietly, and said lightly, "It's nothing, it's getting late, let's go to rest early."

Tong Xiaoyun raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and she hesitated before continuing, "Uncle, actually... today is the first time you've spent the night at my house, I hope you can be happier."

Qiao Moshen really didn't expect Tong Xiaoyun to say such words, the hatred and impulse that had been struggling in his heart just now disappeared completely.

It seems that this little girl can not only embarrass him, but she can also make him feel better with just one sentence.

What an amazing little guy.

"You want me to be happy, don't you?" Suddenly, he rolled over and pressed her against her. There was a trace of warmth in his handsome brows and eyes, and his quiet eyes reflected the bright lights, making them extraordinarily bright.

Of course Tong Xiaoyun knew what he was going to say next, but he didn't struggle, "You know what I mean, don't misinterpret me on purpose."

Jomo nodded deeply, and his voice became soft, as light as a feather, "I didn't misunderstand you, didn't you say you wanted me to be happy?"

Tong Xiaoyun's heart was softened again by Qiao Mo's deep feathery voice, "I mean...uncle, even if our marriage is only one year, but you are the first person I marry My first man, even though you forced me, but to me, your existence is meaningful."

No woman can forget her first man, Tong Xiaoyun was thinking, even if she and Qiao Moshen divorced a year later, even after 1000 or 1 years, she would never forget this man.

Qiao Moshen was originally happy because Tong Xiaoyun opened his heart to him, but why did her words become more and more wrong?
What is the first person to marry?

What is the first man?
Who else does she want to marry?
Does she want other men?
who is it?

Could it be the teacher who taught her how to draw manga?

Damn little thing!

Looks like he has to punish her tonight!
"I'm very happy now, really happy, don't think too much about it." He said softly, lowered his head, and gently kissed her soft lips.

This kiss was soft and gentle, and Tong Xiaoyun's heart twitched.

She once read a sentence, the twitch of the heart is the heartbeat.

Is she tempted by this old man?

Tong Xiaoyun slowly closed her eyes, and the details of her relationship with Qiao Moshen emerged before her eyes.

When and how they met was actually wrong.

She also thought that the relationship between them would always go down the wrong track.

But since when, everything seems to run counter to the beginning.

She no longer hates him, no longer rejects his touch.

She will be infatuated with him, whether it is because of his tenderness and consideration for her, or his good-looking appearance and his own infinite charm.

Is it just because this man fulfilled all her fantasies about the opposite sex?

The comics say that a woman can set out the standards for her future boyfriend, but it will not affect them at all to fall in love with another man who is excluded by the standard.

Tong Xiaoyun wanted to say that it was because there were very few men who could meet those standards.

But Qiao Moshen actually complied with all of them.

Maybe it was because the heaven really doted on her that she met Qiao Moshen.

She was even thinking, after divorcing Qiao Moshen, would she meet a better man than Qiao Moshen?

It must be difficult.

Since she can't meet her, how will she get along with her future partner?

Will everything be compared with Qiao Moshen?

Or maybe, she already has another man in her heart, even if she finally meets a perfect man, she won't let Qiao Moshen go completely.

Would you be happy on such a day?

Tong Xiaoyun's heart suddenly became chaotic.

She thought a lot, but didn't want to think so much.

In fact, she is not a person who will plan for her future.

With a faint sigh in his heart, Tong Xiaoyun cleared up the messy thoughts in his heart, raised his arms, slowly wrapped them around Qiao Moshen's neck, and responded to his gradually hot kiss.

Under the bright light, her white body shone brightly, like a blooming white lotus in the dark night, pure and beautiful.

Jomo's deep breathing gradually became rapid, and the hot kiss slid down her lips little by little.

Tong Xiaoyun's body trembled involuntarily, tormented by that itchy and empty feeling.

Arched, she just wanted more, and more.

"Uncle...Uncle..." She murmured distractedly, shaking her little head impatiently.

Qiao Mo's sexy thin lips slowly raised a subtle arc, and he was very satisfied with Tong Xiaoyun's reaction.

He kissed her all over her body, turning her into a puddle of spring water, her pure white body showing a charming pink color, which made people want to swallow it in one gulp.

Qiao Moshen had a panoramic view of the spring on her face, her blushing face was like a peach blossom in full bloom.

She is a flower bone, blooming for him bit by bit.

But he suddenly lay down with his back to her, and then a solemn voice sounded, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)