Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 20 Uncle, it's not dark yet

Entering the castle, Tong Xiaoyun was shocked again.

Well, she admits, she's a redneck again.

"Sir, madam, you are back. The wife's clothes have been delivered." The housekeeper immediately greeted Tong Xiaoyun, looked at Tong Xiaoyun without a trace, and said respectfully.

Mrs. Qiao's, it's really tender, it's almost watery when it's so tender.

Their husband's vision is really good.

"So fast? I don't even know when you ordered me to go down. I have to go and have a look first. If it's not good-looking, I want to return it. Where is my room?" Tong Xiaoyun asked while stepping on the expensive purple carpet. steps.

Jomo followed her upstairs, "It's our room."

When Tong Xiaoyun heard this, his steps froze suddenly, and then he continued to walk up.

That's right, it's their room.

Although she was still not used to it, and even resisted, she had to sleep in the same room and bed with Jomo during this year.

Qiao Moshen's room belongs to the European style, gorgeous and low-key, very grand.

The color system of the whole room is dark gold and white, but it is not exaggerated at all, but has a sense of luxury and art in the Renaissance.

"They are still tidying up the cloakroom, do you want to go see it now?" Qiao Moshen stood at the door and had no intention of going in.

"Isn't your cloakroom in your room? How troublesome is it to change clothes every morning? Do you still have to travel through mountains and rivers to get clothes?" Tong Xiaoyun looked around again, then turned around and trotted in front of Qiao Moshen.

When she looked up at him with her little head up, her starry eyes were shining brightly, and her eyes were shining with hope, seductive.

Qiao Mo's throat clenched tightly, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a surge of dark desire in the bottom of his eyes.

"If it's troublesome, let's do something else first." His voice was extremely hoarse, he suddenly raised his big palm, grabbed the back of Tong Xiaoyun's head, bowed his head and kissed it.

Tong Xiaoyun was frightened by this sudden kiss, her starry eyes widened, her little face as clear as ice and snow was blushing.

This old man...he took advantage of her again!
Tong Xiaoyun was awed by the hot masculine breath emanating from his body, her body couldn't help trembling, and she completely lost the strength to struggle.

The temperature around her body rose leisurely, and her breath carried his unique breath. The faint mint fragrance easily aroused her heart throbbing.

When he came back to his senses, he was already lying on the big soft bed, facing his scorching eyes, but was frightened by the look in his eyes.

"Big...uncle...it's not dark yet." Tong Xiaoyun said in a trembling voice, suddenly feeling the urge to cry.

Qiao Mo's eyes were like a beast, as if he wanted to swallow her up, she was really scared.

"I'll teach you, you can do this kind of thing during the day." His voice was soft and hoarse.

Tong Xiaoyun felt as if a piece of sandpaper was gently rubbing against the softest part of her heart. It hurt a little, but more of it was an indescribable feeling.

And Qiao Moshen didn't give her time to think about what that feeling was. The hot palm had already controlled her whole body, taking away the last ability to think in her mind.

(End of this chapter)