Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 26

When Qiao Moshen came out of the bathroom, Tong Xiaoyun was lying flat under the blanket.

She was already small, and his quilt was still so big. From a distance, she really couldn't tell that there was a person lying on the bed.

Smiling silently, Jomo wiped the wet hair casually a few times, then threw the towel aside, and moved towards the bed at an unhurried pace.

The bedroom was covered with expensive carpets, and Jomo walked on them barefoot without making a sound.

But Tong Xiaoyun still felt Qiao Moshen's approach.

She is highly nervous now, not only her hearing, but all her senses become more sensitive as Jomo approaches slowly.

She panicked at the thought that they might ask for that again later.

He is getting closer, what should I do?
Tong Xiaoyun closed her eyes tightly, her pretty face seemed calm, but her trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

The quilt was slowly lifted, and the position around him collapsed.

Tong Xiaoyun suddenly opened her eyes and felt Qiao Moshen behind her approaching her little by little.

Next, he's supposed to pull her over, pin her down, kiss her and undress her, and...

Tong Xiaoyun was blushing and imagining Qiao Moshen's next steps, only to feel something like an electric current rushing through her whole body.

Don't ask her why she knows so much about what Qiao Moshen is going to do next, it's not like he hasn't done this to her?

She is also born once and familiarized twice.

But being familiar with it doesn't mean she has to accept it with peace of mind.

"Come here." Jomo's deep and gloomy voice sounded, with an undeniable domineering air.

Tong Xiaoyun's messy thoughts came to an abrupt end.

Why didn't he play his cards according to the routine?

Shouldn't he be the one to crush her first?

Does he like to be passive?
Could it be that he wants her to hold him down?
How does that work?
She is a lady.

After making a deep gasp, Tong Xiaoyun turned around like a caterpillar, pitifully looked at Qiao Moshen lying beside her with a cold face, and said weakly, "Uncle, I uncomfortable."

Qiao Mo turned his head slowly, and his eyes, as deep as a pool, fell on her blushing and sweet little face. His beautiful lips were slightly parted, and his voice was full of magnetism, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Tong Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment.

How to answer this question?
"I... I... feel uncomfortable everywhere." After stammering, she blinked her big starry eyes again, her flickering eyelashes seemed to be two small fans, as if she could speak.

What he said probably meant that she was very pitiful.

Jomo knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, but he didn't expose it.

He suddenly turned over and pressed on Tong Xiaoyun.

Yes, he played his cards according to the routine.

Tong Xiaoyun's whole body was stiff, and she said softly again with her last hope, "Uncle, I'm really uncomfortable."

If Qiao Moshen still refused to let her go this time, then she could only accept her fate.

They were all asleep anyway.

"Uncomfortable, then let's do something else, don't keep thinking about it, you won't be uncomfortable anymore." Qiao Moshen seemed to be comforting her, like comforting a child, with gentleness and love.

(End of this chapter)