Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 136 Bare, what am I wearing?

Jomo took a deep breath, his face was stretched tightly, his expression was cold and stiff, he ignored Tong Xiaoyun, and said to the computer screen in fluent French, "Gaston, about the cooperation, wait for us Let's talk when we meet, I still have something to do, goodbye."

Gaston nodded with a smile, "Shen, I am looking forward to meeting you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved at Jomo deeply.

Qiao Mo responded lightly and exited the video. The aura around him became stronger, colder and directly touching people's hearts at this moment.

Tong Xiaoyun is very familiar with Qiao Moshen's aura.

She couldn't help swallowing, and wanted to run away, but it was too late, before she took a step, she was pulled into his arms deeply by Jo Mo.

His big iron-like palms were stuck on Tong Xiaoyun's fleshy waist, making her struggle to escape.

Tong Xiaoyun really didn't know why Qiao Moshen suddenly became nervous again. Wasn't he fine just now?

Could it be because of Gaston?
Gaston made him angry, why should he take it out on her?
What is this?

Treat her like a punching bag or what?
The more Tong Xiaoyun thought about it, the angrier she became, and her struggle became stronger and stronger, "Let me go, what are you doing?"

"You, I don't like doing anything except you." Qiao Mo said with a dark and handsome face, and his voice was faint and cold.

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't help getting goose bumps all over her body, and her chubby face also turned red, "I...I..."

She said "I" for a while, but she didn't know how to respond to Qiao Moshen's rascally words.

Damn old man, really... old and unruly.

"What's the matter? Can't you?" Although Qiao Mo said that he wanted her, he didn't take any actual action. He just used his deep eyes to tightly cover her blushing and sweet little face. Tong Xiaoyun's aggressive tone and aura made Tong Xiaoyun I got scared.

Her voice trembled a little, "Uncle... don't scare me, you are...really scary."

Qiao Mo's deep eyes were deep, his whole body was like an iceberg, his sternness revealed an inherent nobility, "Are you afraid of me?"

Tong Xiaoyun's brows were lightly knotted, she didn't even dare to look into Qiao Mo's deep eyes, lowered her head, and whispered, "Look in the mirror yourself and see if you're not afraid?"

Qiao Mo tightly held Tong Xiaoyun's waist tightly, and Jun Yan approached her small face again, "Why are you afraid of me? What can I do to you?"

Tong Xiaoyun took a deep breath, then slowly raised her little head, and met his deep gaze, "That's true, you can't do anything to me, but...why did you lose your temper suddenly?"

"Because I'm unhappy." Qiao Moshen answered bluntly, but did not say the reason for his unhappiness.

Tong Xiaoyun opened her pink lips, and was about to ask him why, when Qiao Mo's deep and deep voice sounded again, "I'm not happy, you coax me."

"Ah?" Tong Xiaoyun's exquisite little face was filled with confusion.

He wants her to coax him?
Did you make a mistake?

He is a big man, and he still wants to be coaxed?

Is this kidding her?

This old man really... still doesn't admit that he is not cute, but he is... obviously very cute.

The fear in Tong Xiaoyun's heart completely dissipated at this moment, replaced by a sweet taste like ice cream.

Okay, okay, just coax, what's the big deal.

Tong Xiaoyun's pink lips involuntarily raised a sweet arc, raised a pair of small lotus arms, and wrapped them around Qiao Mo's beautiful neck, pouting her small mouth, and pecked lightly on his sexy thin lips, " Is it okay?"

"Do you think it's enough?" Jomo asked in a cold voice.

She was infatuated with other men in front of him, and she wanted to fool things with a superficial kiss. How could there be such a cheap thing in the world?

The sweetness in Tong Xiaoyun's heart was frozen into a hard lump of ice by Qiao Moshen's icy voice.

She was thinking just now that he wanted her to coax her, he was acting like a baby with her, and it was cute and romantic.

But why is he talking so uninterestingly?
Not romantic at all!
But she only dared to complain a little from the bottom of her heart, and then pecked lightly on his lips unwillingly, "Is this enough?"

"Not enough." Qiao Moshen's voice was deep, but it was still so pleasant.

His Su Yin, even if he uttered swear words, it still sounds good.

What's more, his quality is very high, and he never swears.

Uh……

Now doesn't seem like the time to be a nympho.

The foolish Tong Xiaoyun didn't know at all, if she committed a nympho to Qiao Mo now, it would be over like this.

But she didn't know, or she was stupid.

Tong Xiaoyun immediately withdrew the nympho expression she just showed, cleared her throat silently, and said displeasedly, "Then tell me, what exactly do you want? You don't want me to get naked in front of you now Right? Do you have to be so rogue?"

She just wanted to have a romantic and sweet relationship with him, but in Qiao Moshen's world, there was nothing but adult plots.

She did something wrong, he punished her, see you in bed.

She does good deeds, he rewards her, see you in bed.

She doesn't do anything, and he will see you on the bed.

What does this old and unscrupulous person think of her?
"Go away." Qiao Moshen's face turned cold, and he pushed Tong Xiaoyun out of his arms, and immediately went to work.

Damn little thing, what's that called?

Who wants her to undress?
What's so good about her?

She has short legs, no breasts, no buttocks, and such a thick waist, who cares about her?
Jomo resisted the urge to throw Tong Xiaoyun naked, and snorted coldly, refusing to admit that he really wanted that little thing to strip himself to redeem her for committing an infatuation with other men in front of him sin.

Tong Xiaoyun stood stiffly on the spot, the two words Qiao Moshen uttered just now echoed in her ears: Go away.

He actually let her go away!

He meows!

Does this nasty old man want to fight her?
If you want to fight, just say so, anyway... She can't beat him anyway, just walk away.

With a snort, Tong Xiaoyun pouted and strode back to the sofa to sit down, ignoring that nasty old man.

He'd better not talk to her today, she, Tong Xiaoyun, is a pretty girl with a backbone, and she wants to be coaxed when she gets angry.

If he doesn't coax her, don't expect her to talk to him again.

But Qiao Moshen is also a cold old boy, how could he coax her?
So, these two people just got on with each other, until Qiao Moshen got off work and left the company, there was no verbal communication between the two of them.

Of course, Tong Xiaoyun followed Qiao Moshen back home.

Angry is angry, you can't run away from home, right?

Around Qiao Moshen, there are many, many, many rippling spring hearts lurking, such as Jiang Yina, such as Shen Rou, such as many women she doesn't know.

She couldn't give those women a chance to pounce on Qiao Moshen.

After getting into the car, the two of them still didn't talk to each other, they were silent all the way, and they just got home.

After Tong Xiaoyun got out of the car, her pitiful short legs began to run into the castle, throwing Qiao Moshen, who was walking slowly behind, far away.

Qiao Mo looked deeply at her small and dishonest figure like a flea, a faint smile hung on her indifferent handsome face, and then immediately retracted it, returning to his aloof appearance.

After walking a few more steps, just as the long legs entered the castle hall, a long scream came from upstairs.

It's Tong Xiaoyun!

Although she was always surprised, every time Qiao Moshen couldn't help worrying, he strode up and rushed into the bedroom.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Tong Xiaoyun immediately turned back and ran in front of him, and excitedly grasped Qiao Mo's deep and strong arm, "Uncle, did you buy that concubine's couch as a gift for me? I thought it was bought by someone I bought it, I have been sad for a long time, I really like this chaise longue."

"When did I say I was going to send you off?" Qiao Mo pushed Tong Xiaoyun away with deep disgust, walked slowly inside, and took off his coat.

He just knew that it was another false alarm, that she had nothing at all.

Of course, nothing is a good thing.

Moreover, he would not admit that he personally called the organizer of the auction after receiving a text message from Qiao Mobai saying that she liked the imperial concubine couch, but she and Jiang Yuanyuan refused to back down.

She made him unhappy today, so I won't give her the concubine's couch.

As for the future, it depends on her performance.

"It's not for me, but for whom? Do you want to use it yourself? You are a big man, what a mother to lie on it!" Tong Xiaoyun said to herself, and then trotted to the imperial concubine's bed, and sat down on her little butt. go up.

By the way, she wanted to take a photo of the concubine's couch, and then post it on Weibo and in Moments, to make Jiang Yuanyuan mad.

Just do what you said, Tong Xiaoyun immediately took out her mobile phone and handed it to Qiao Moshen, "Uncle, take a photo for me, use the beauty camera, ah."

Qiao Mo frowned deeply, with a hint of impatience in his expression, he handed the phone to Tong Xiaoyun again, turned around and went into the cloakroom.

Tong Xiaoyun stood on the spot and grew a small mouth. If there was an egg at this moment, he could easily stuff it in.

Ashley!
Why is he so hateful?

Will you die if you help me take a picture?
Will it die?
I'm so pissed off!
Did he think that if he didn't help her, there would be nothing she could do?

Doesn't he know that there is a thing called a selfie stick?

He looked like an old man who didn't know anything.

Tong Xiaoyun snorted, turned around and went to the dressing table, found the selfie stick from the drawer, went back to the imperial concubine's bed, and took several intimate photos of herself and the imperial concubine's bed.

Immediately, she put down the selfie stick again, and immediately posted the photo on Moments and Weibo.

She could even imagine how Jiang Yuanyuan smashed her phone when she saw her photo.

Hmph, even robbing her, that dead girl doesn't even want to see if she has the strength.

She has an uncle.

As the saying goes, with the uncle in hand, I have the world!
As long as it is what she wants, even if it is the stars in the sky, Qiao Moshen will get it for her.

Uh……

Why did she praise that nasty old man so much?
Aren't they having a fight?

Tong Xiaoyun then snorted coldly again, and ungratefully complained to Qiao Moshen in his heart again.

"Hey, what clothes should I wear?" Jomo's cold Su Yin suddenly passed from the door of the cloakroom.

Tong Xiaoyun secretly complained about Qiao Moshen in her heart, and now she heard his voice, as if she had been caught doing something bad, she immediately blushed guiltily.

Silently clearing her throat, she turned to look at him.

Well, it's okay if you don't look at it, but when she looks at it, her little face turns even redder.

Why is he not wearing clothes?
"I don't know." Tong Xiaoyun immediately turned around again.

But, it's too late, even if she closes her eyes, Jomo's deep and toned eight-pack abs, sexy mermaid line, and then...

His naked body was clearly swaying back and forth in front of her eyes.

And the powerful aura emanating from his body, the clear and masculine aura, the ultimate masculine charm, also tightly surrounded her...

Huh?
Tong Xiaoyun suddenly realized something was wrong, turned around abruptly, and took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)