Doting on Honey Marriage: The Uncle Treats You Lightly

Chapter 282 Child, whose is it?
"Ah... no... don't... uncle don't..."

Qiao Mo was extremely helpless, a little thing like learning to swim could still yell out all the lines on the bed.

It made him want to throw her down again.

"I'm here to support you, don't be afraid."

"No, uncle, I'm afraid, I don't want to be here in the deep water area, I don't want to." Tong Xiaoyun confessed, shook her head desperately with tears in her eyes, and threw herself on Qiao Moshen's body.

The whole swimming pool was filled with Tong Xiaoyun's heart-piercing screams... No, it was the whole villa.

She is really afraid of water.

Stop studying, stop studying!
But it doesn't matter if she thumps, the longing in Jomo's deep body was completely pulled out by her.

This nasty little thing, did she do it on purpose?

Knowing that he can't touch her now, she's still teasing him here... Of course, in his eyes, as long as Tong Xiaoyun stands within his sight, it's considered teasing.

"Uncle, I won't learn to swim anymore, I will drown, uncle..." Tong Xiaoyun's fear of water was completely aroused.

There is nothing wrong with the shallower water, but the water here is too deep, and she is really scared.

Usually she doesn't even attend the cruise banquet.

"Don't move!" Jomo yelled out in a deep and deep voice. His big palms like iron pincers grabbed her slender waist, lifted her up with a little force, and put her on the edge of the swimming pool.

Tong Xiaoyun felt very upset when he yelled at him, and was willful and disobedient, so he continued to thump on the edge of the swimming pool.

This nasty old man, two days ago, he was obedient to her and would not fight back or scold her. This is a relapse of his old problem, and he trained her like a grandson again.

"Don't move!" Qiao Moshen only felt that his lower body was going to explode, and this nasty little thing was still teasing him.

Taking a deep breath, he shackled her two dishonest little hands, hugged her tightly in his arms, and put it close to her ear, panting roughly, "Yun Bao, good boy... More."

Uh……

For a moment, Tong Xiaoyun only felt that Qiao Mo's deep breath was like water vapor, extremely hot, it penetrated from her ears and came to her heart.

Her heart became hot.

There seemed to be a sea of ​​flames roaring past the crimson little face, it was so hot, so hot!
This nasty old man is really...

Of course, she is very familiar with this word in his mouth. She didn't see it from comics, nor from movies and TV shows, but this old and unscrupulous man said it to her every day.

But she didn't understand, she didn't do anything just now?
How could he... so what?
This time, she really didn't dare to move.

It took a long time for Qiao Moshen to let her go, and his panting breathing gradually calmed down, and then he gave her an annoyed look, and said in a deep voice, "Don't learn."

The snow-white white teeth bit her tender lower lip, Tong Xiaoyun shrunk her mouth aggrievedly, nodded, and obediently replied, "Oh."

If you don't learn, you don't learn, and if you continue to learn, it will be really dangerous.

Seeing Qiao Mo holding a bathrobe with a gloomy face, Tong Xiaoyun suddenly felt a little dazed.

It seems like it's been a long time since I saw Qiao Moshen like this, but Tong Xiaoyun wanted to laugh when he thought that he had been humbled in front of her and her father these days, but instead got angry because of his desire and dissatisfaction.

She actually laughed out loud.

"Get up." Qiao Moshen handed her his big palm, pulled her up, and put on her bathrobe again.

Tong Xiaoyun felt his anger indistinctly, standing in front of the tall and big him, she looked even more pitiful.

"Uncle, are you really uncomfortable?"

Jomo took a deep look at her, snorted coldly, held her hand, turned around and led her to the side of the recliner, "I'm not feeling bad, I'm just pretending."

As he spoke, he took out the hair dryer from the small cabinet at the back and dried her hair carefully.

Tong Xiaoyun also knew that Qiao Moshen, a creature who thinks from the lower half of his body, was exhausted after holding it in for so long.

She also felt extremely uncomfortable when she was dissatisfied with his desire, so she could more or less understand his feelings.

but……

If she used her mouth, she would really not be able to accept it for a while.

But Qiao Moshen is the man he loves, so what's the point of doing that kind of thing for the man he loves?

Isn't this what it should be?
Thinking in this way, Tong Xiaoyun made a decision in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, she parted her pink lips slightly, and said in a soft voice, "That...uncle, if you really feel uncomfortable, I agree."

Qiao Moshen was blowing her hair, and there was a "buzzing" sound in her ears, where could she hear her mosquito-like sound?

Tong Xiaoyun mustered up enough courage to say these words, but she didn't get a response from Qiao Moshen, she felt ashamed and annoyed, she stood up abruptly, stared at Qiao Moshen with her mouth pouted and her face raised, annoyed He said, "Uncle, did you hear what I said?"

Jomo turned off the hair dryer deeply, and gently wiped the towel for her, "What did you say?"

Tong Xiaoyun couldn't stand Qiao Moshen's gentle behavior the most.

He brushed her hair earnestly, her little head was between his arms, the tip of her nose was filled with the masculine and sexy masculinity exuding from him, her heart was beating violently by him, her fair little Immediately, two deep blushes appeared on his face.

If he had seduced her so early, wouldn't she have compromised long ago?

"I said... I promise you."

Jomo was taken aback when he heard the words, and it took him a while to realize what she said.

"Why did you suddenly agree to me?"

Tong Xiaoyun took a deep breath, although she was shy, she mustered up the courage to raise her small face to meet his deep and bright gaze, and said hesitantly, "I don't want to see you suffer."

Hearing what she said deeply, Jomo smiled lightly, put down the towel, and gently cupped her tender face with a pair of big palms, and the expression above her handsome face softened, "Then I was also very sad before, you Why did you agree?"

Tong Xiaoyun's fan-like eyelashes flickered twice, and she slowly lowered her eyelids, a shy blush appeared on her brows, which was more intoxicating than the sunset glow in the sky.

"You were always not serious before, I thought you were not really uncomfortable."

Jomo sighed deeply and sweetly, "Have you figured it out?"

Tong Xiaoyun paused for a moment, then nodded firmly, "Think about it, uncle, I love you, for you, I am willing to do anything."

Jomo's heart was filled with warmth, as if a meter of sunlight had poured into it. Su Yin was gloomy and elegant, "But I don't want to."

Tong Xiaoyun's expression froze, he was a little confused, "What?"

"I said I don't want to." Qiao Mo smiled deeply, lowered his head slowly, and a gentle kiss fell on Tong Xiaoyun's smooth and plump forehead, "Yun Bao, I don't want to embarrass you, I want to wait until the day you really accept one day."

"Then you were still like that before, always discussing with me." Tong Xiaoyun felt that Qiao Moshen was a bit too high-sounding.

Ever since he found out that she was pregnant, he has been whispering in her ear almost all the time, saying something is uncomfortable, and he wants to feed her next time.

She managed to muster up her courage, but he was in such a serious way, I really hated it to death.

Jomo was deeply amused by her words, "I said I would wait for the day you are willing to accept it, but I didn't say I wouldn't fight for it."

Tong Xiaoyun snorted, pouted and said, "You said this, then you feel uncomfortable, don't lose your temper with me again."

Jomo nodded with warmth in his deep and handsome eyebrows, "Okay."

……

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed, and it was time for Tong Xiaoyun's pregnancy test.

Early in the morning, Qiao Moshen brought Tong Xiaoyun to the hospital.

Qiao Moshen had cleared the hospital a few days in advance, so when he came to the hospital, it was very clean inside, and it was really sparsely populated.

Before that, Bai Li and Mrs. Qiao also wanted to come, but Qiao Moshen refused.

Tong Xiaoyun raised his hand and touched his lower abdomen, felt it twice, but still didn't feel anything, "Uncle, when do you think the fetus will move?"

Qiao Mo gave a deep laugh, and squeezed Tong Xiaoyun's little hand with his big palm, "The fetal movement will be four months old, what are you in a hurry for?"

"Really?" Tong Xiaoyun really has no experience in this area, "How do you know?"

"I... I just know it." Jomo's old habit of being cold and aloof had happened again, so he didn't tell her that he had learned a lot about pregnancy.

He is born smart, he is simply a genius, and he is a fast learner. It has only been a few days, and he feels that he is about to become an obstetrician.

Of course, Qiao Moshen is definitely not narcissistic.

Just stating the facts.

Tong Xiaoyun nodded and said sincerely, "That's right, you are so smart, of course you know everything, uncle, you are my magic tool, and I will ask you if I don't understand anything in the future... I feel like you have come here."

Qiao Moshen knew that she couldn't say anything good, and this little thing knew how to make him angry.

The two chatted all the way and entered the hospital lobby, then entered the elevator and reached the top floor.

Dr. Liu was already waiting in his office. Seeing Qiao Moshen and Tong Xiaoyun coming in, he immediately got up and said respectfully, "Mr. Qiao, Mrs. Qiao."

Dr. Liu is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, wearing a white coat, her hair combed meticulously, and she looks very professional.

Tong Xiaoyun hated going to the doctor the most, but this time it was different, she didn't come to see the doctor, but to see her baby.

Qiao Mo nodded deeply, and patted Tong Xiaoyun on the back lightly, "Let's go."

Tong Xiaoyun looked carefully at the female doctor in front of her that she had never seen before, and wanted to ask if this doctor would help her deliver babies in the future.

If a male doctor delivers the baby, she will definitely be thinking wildly, and the strength to give birth will be scattered, so what will happen if the labor is difficult?
bah bah bah!
Why not think of a better place?
But she doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing, Qiao Moshen will never find a male doctor to deliver her baby.

"Mrs. Qiao, please lie down here." Dr. Liu said with a smile, and made a "please" gesture with his hand.

Tong Xiaoyun then withdrew her thoughts, nodded, paused, and walked forward nervously.

"Mr. Qiao, come and have a look too. Look, the fetus is already eight weeks old, isn't it cute?"

It was the first time for Qiao Moshen to see such a big little thing, and he nodded excitedly, "Yes, very cute, Yun Bao, look at our child..."

"Eight weeks? Isn't it six weeks?" Tong Xiaoyun began to doubt the level of Dr. Liu, how could he even misread this?

Dr. Liu smiled slightly, "Mrs. Qiao, it's eight weeks. You must have remembered it wrong. It's said that you're pregnant for three years...Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"Eight weeks? That's impossible, Duan Wangshu and I..."

Tong Xiaoyun remembered that she had a relationship with Duan Wangshu. The last time the doctor found out that she was pregnant for half a month. Now another month has passed. Shouldn't it be six weeks?

But Dr. Liu should not be wrong.

In other words, this child cannot be Duan Wangshu's.

Thinking of this, Tong Xiaoyun took a sharp breath, because she encountered a super strange thing.

It is more difficult to solve than the mystery of the ages.

"Then whose is my child?"

(End of this chapter)