Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 15 Control, His Rage
Seeing Qiao Moshen's expression suddenly changed, Tong Xiaoyun felt very upset, "I'm doing very well now, don't you still lose your temper with me casually, if your father really looks like you..."

"Tong Xiaoyun, I warn you, if you dare to say one more word...don't even think about eating today." Qiao Mo clenched his fists deeply, surrounded by a cold breath, tensing all his muscles before controlling hold back your anger.

No one in the Tong family is qualified to talk about his father.

"Axi..." Tong Xiaoyun reflexively wanted to talk back, but immediately closed his mouth.

Marrying Qiao Moshen is miserable enough, if she can't eat anymore, then her life will really be bleak.

Tightly closing her pink and tender mouth, Tong Xiaoyun nodded angrily.

Although she can't speak, she still has an OS in her heart: Ah Xi, I, Tong Xiaoyun, am not the one to be bullied. One day, I will trample you, Jomo, hahahaha!

Well, she can only think about it this way, and feel refreshed in her heart.

It should be more difficult than Tang Sanzang to get the Western Classic to step on Qiao Mo's feet.

How could she have such a nasty old man?

When will I be able to get through this day?
Ugh……

Qiao Mo calmed down the deep emotions in his heart, and Tong Xiaoyun's repeated sighs sounded in his ears.

Thinking of his attitude towards her just now, he also knew that he was too much.

However, she is Tong Wei's daughter. When he thinks of this, he can't help...

Looking at her so small, Qiao Moshen also couldn't bear it.

Everything was done by Tong Wei. In fact, it had nothing to do with Tong Xiaoyun. She didn't even know what happened ten years ago.

But Qiao Mo didn't know that the little thing he couldn't bear, although he sighed again and again, was thinking about how to trample him under his feet.

"Wait, what do you want to eat?" After a moment of silence, he asked in a deep voice.

Tong Xiaoyun pursed her mouth, turned her head to look at Qiao Moshen, her big starry eyes blinked, her fan-like eyelashes flickered up and down, as if she was asking something.

Qiao Moshen was amused by her reaction, but nodded coldly, "You can talk now."

Tong Xiaoyun immediately let go of her mouth, let out a breath, and immediately replied: "Ice cream cake, I want to eat ice cream cake!"

Hearing this, Qiao Mo frowned slightly with his heroic thick eyebrows, "Ice cream? Are you hungry and want to eat ice cream?"

"Is it not possible?" Tong Xiaoyun looked at Qiao Moshen eagerly, her starry eyes were full of expectation.

When she was at home, her father wouldn't give her ice cream, but now that it's all out, can't she still have it?

Jomo paused for a moment, not knowing how to answer this question, "Ice cream... so cold should be bad for the stomach, it's only April... don't eat it!"

A gunshot "bang" came.

Tong Xiaoyun was shot and fell on the back of the chair.

My father at home doesn't let me eat ice cream, and my husband doesn't let me eat it when I'm married. She is destined to never have ice cream in her life.

Huh?
Did she just say that Qiao Moshen was her husband?
How could she admit it so smoothly?
This hateful old man is not her husband. After a year, they will be divorced.

Thinking of divorce, Tong Xiaoyun was a little excited again.

"Then don't eat ice cream cake, I want to eat..." Then her crackling voice "buzzing" lingered in Qiao Moshen's ears.

It took a while for Qiao Moshen to realize that she had mentioned twenty or thirty names of dishes. Could it be that they are all to be eaten later?
(End of this chapter)