Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Mrs. Zhang was eating in the kitchen. She didn't see her granddaughter coming back after eating for a long time, so she came out to have a look.

Who would have thought that they would see such a scene.

She directly picked up the broom in her hand and hit it hard.

Qiao Zhinuan froze for a moment, and hurried to block, "Grandma, don't hit me!"

Mrs. Zhang's broom still swung down.

Mo Siting directly pulled Qiao Zhinuan into his arms, and hit him again.

Although Mrs. Zhang is small, she is unambiguous in her movements.

"You still want a hero to save the beauty? I saw what your kid did to my granddaughter just now! You are a disciple!"

Mrs. Zhang didn't let go, and Qiao Zhinuan couldn't persuade her, so she just walked around in the yard.

Mo Xiaomo was competing with the children at the door whose snowball was bigger, and when she heard the noise, she also looked over.

Child A said: "Wow, look!"

Child B: "Grandma Zhang is amazing! Beat the dog in the water!"

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

I wanted to laugh at first, but when I thought about it, if Dad is a lagging dog, then what is he?
The son of Reservoir Dogs?
Mo Xiaomo shook her head frantically.

So, Mo Xiaomo took out his small mobile phone very seriously, and wrote a sentence on it: 【That's my father. 】

The two children glanced at the phone screen, half understanding.

Mo Xiaomo nodded: [Got it, this is my father. 】

The two children turned around and whispered: "What did he write?"

"I don't know, I can't read."

"He must be showing off that he can read better than us."

"Yes, beat him."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

He ran away, ran to the yard, and hid behind Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she still had to protect the little bun, and she was also afraid that the broom in Mrs. Zhang's hand would hit Mo Siting's body. In desperation, she yelled: "Grandma! He's my boyfriend! "

As soon as this sentence came out, Mrs. Zhang's hand waving the broom stopped suddenly.

She stared at Qiao Zhinuan with wide eyes, "Boyfriend?"

Qiao Zhinuan took a long breath, "Yes."

Mo Siting looked sideways at Qiao Zhinuan, a pair of deep black pupils showed a little bit of sharpness, met Qiao Zhinuan's gaze, and the latter hurriedly avoided it.

10 minute later.

Mo Siting and Mo Xiaomo, one older and one younger, sat on the sofa in the living room, which was not too big. Each of them held a water glass in their hands, warming their cold hands from making a snowman just now, sipping the heat from the glass lightly. water.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhang was interrogating Qiao Zhinuan.

"Is that man really your boyfriend?"

"Yes."

Qiao Zhinuan had no choice but to admit it.

"What happened to that kid?"

"Yes……"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't know how to speak, and was thinking whether to tell the truth, when a voice came from the door.

"It was adopted by me and Jojo."

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

He really wasn't his own.

Mrs. Zhang frowned, "It's not that I can't have children, why did I adopt a child, and it's such an old child, I must have remembered it."

Mo Xiaomo pouted.

He can remember things, and he will definitely remember you as an old lady.

Mo Siting smiled and said, "Grandma, this child is an orphan. He has no father and no mother. He is very pitiful. He was adopted back. Look, how cute he is."

Mo Siting pushed Mo Xiaomo forward.

Mo Xiaomo's face was full of unwillingness to cooperate.

But I remembered that this time I came to chase Qiao Qiao back, and the grandmother in front of me was Qiao Qiao's grandmother...

Mo Xiaomo immediately showed his acting skills, grinning like a sunflower, trying his best to show his "cuteness" to Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang stared at Mo Xiaomo for a while, "This child is quite overnourished."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

So angry, but still have to keep smiling.

After an explanation, Mrs. Zhang finally accepted Qiao Zhinuan's words, and asked the old and the young to go to the table for breakfast.

Qiao Zhinuan bowed his head to eat when Mrs. Zhang went into the room, "You can leave later."

"Don't go."

Qiao Zhinuan raised her head abruptly, but after touching the man's hot pupils, she still lowered her head to stare at the white porridge, "What are you doing here? Are you saving it for the New Year?"

"Ah."

"..."

Qiao Zhinuan never stopped his astonished eyes this time, "Are you serious?"

Mo Siting tilted his head, raised his head and wiped off a grain of rice from the corner of Qiao Zhinuan's mouth, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Qiao Zhinuan knocked off his hand and wiped it with a tissue.

At a time like this, I'm really not in the mood to talk to him.

Mo Xiaomo didn't notice the interaction between the two during the whole process.

He is completely immersed in the food!

Finally, I ate the omelette made by Xiao Qiao again!

Even porridge is so delicious!
Qiao Zhinuan got up directly, "Come with me."

Mo Xiaomo's ears twitched, and with half an egg pancake in his mouth, he jumped off the chair, involuntarily wanting to follow Qiao Zhinuan.

Mo Siting picked up his son's collar with one hand, and pushed him onto the chair.

"It's me."

Mo Siting followed to Qiao Zhinuan's small room.

really small.

The bed is a single bed, and there is only a desk by the window.

Very clean.

Qiao Zhinuan stood by the window, turned her head to look out the window, "Why do you want to come here?"

She knew that since Mo Siting hadn't followed these days, he must have seen the two identical cufflinks she put in the drawer.

"Why can't I come to you?"

"You know it!"

Qiao Zhinuan raised her head, her eyes seemed a little foggy.

Mo Siting smiled, "What should I know?"

Qiao Zhinuan avoided his gaze and didn't look at him.

Mo Siting sat beside Qiao Zhinuan, and traced the low ponytail she tied behind her head with his fingers, "That cufflink left in the hotel room, huh?"

Qiao Zhinuan's back stiffened suddenly.

She looked at Mo Siting in astonishment, she couldn't believe that he would say such words in such an indifferent tone.

"Mo Siting, how could you do this!" Qiao Zhinuan raised his hand and gave Mo Siting a slap, "You clearly know that Yu Meimei is my best friend! You are still like this...how can you be like this!"

Mo Siting did not expect that Qiao Zhinuan would slap her in shock and anger.

His pupils darkened, and waves rolled in the darkness.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips.

Although the hand is raised high, it is light when it is lowered.

The faint pain and numbness in the palm of her hand made her curl up her fingers. She got up impulsively, walked to the door and opened it, "Get out, get out now! You are not welcome here!"

Her chest was heaving up and down because of the emotional ups and downs.

Mo Siting looked at her for a few seconds, then slowly got up and walked towards the door with long legs.

Qiao Zhinuan stepped aside from the door.

Mo Siting walked up to rub shoulders with her, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

With a slight movement of his wrist, he grabbed Qiao Zhinuan's shoulder, and pushed her towards the back of the door, and the kiss followed.

"Well."

Qiao Zhinuan didn't respond at all, and the door behind her was closed by her.

She was wearing a loose sweater with a large neckline. Even if she didn't pull it down, she could reveal a large white collarbone, which was just barely visible.

She was in a dream, and felt a chill in her chest.

"Mo Si Ting!"

Mo Siting squeezed her, "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Zhinuan's face was completely red.

Mo Siting's eyes reflected her snowy skin, which was white and pink, and even the raised curves were just right.

"Let go!"

"What if I don't?" Mo Si Ting smiled smugly, "The slap you just slapped me just now is nothing like that."

Qiao Zhinuan reached out to push.

Caught off guard, Mo Si Ting held onto his wrist and pulled him behind his waist.

She was forced to straighten up, which looked more like throwing herself into a hug.

Mo Siting felt that it was only to punish her, but he drew his anger out, kissed her lips twice, and then moved his lips away.

On the snow skin, there are several red marks of finger prints.

Mo Siting frowned, "How can your skin be so tender?"

Taking advantage of Mo Siting's release, Qiao Zhinuan hurriedly squatted down, embraced her arms, pulled up her sweater with one hand, looked up at Mo Siting, raised her leg to kick.

He also specifically kicked at a certain place in Mo Si Ting's lower body.

Mo Siting directly grabbed her ankle.

"What if I break it?"

"Do whatever you like!"

"So heartless."

Mo Siting is happy to play with Qiao Zhinuan now.

Qiao Zhinuan is absolutely flamboyant. He has never learned martial arts, and relies entirely on punching and kicking, as well as the basics of dancing when he was a child.

In the end, Mo Si Ting turned over and fell on the bed.

After a while, Qiao Zhinuan's ponytail tied behind her head had been loosened, covering her face disheveled.

She stared at Mo Siting angrily, "It's not embarrassing for a man like you to fight with a woman like me!"

Mo Siting smiled and leaned over, leaning his elbows on her side, "Close the door, no one will know."

Qiao Zhinuan gritted her teeth, "You really are a man!"

"Whether I'm a man or not, shouldn't you know the best?" Mo Siting leaned over and rubbed her cheek, "You are the only woman I have."

Qiao Zhinuan sneered.

Sure enough, the man's words cannot be trusted, especially the words on the bed.

She struggled violently, "Get up! It's at my grandma's house now, do you still want to rape me?!"

His fingers rubbed against her lips, and she was suddenly bitten by the woman's mouth.

There was a sudden pain in the pulp of the finger.

Qiao Zhinuan's reaction was violent, surpassing Mo Siting's reaction.

He should have figured it out, shouldn't he?

A person who has always been gentle and soft will only use more force when resisting.

Mo Siting looked at Qiao Zhinuan's stubborn and stubborn appearance, and sighed softly, "The night with Yu Meimei was not me."