Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

The picture on the screen moved.

It is at the door of the classroom, just facing the location of the surveillance video.

When Mo Xiaomo came out of the classroom, he was suddenly rushed by a little fat man not far away and pushed him hard.

He was pushed to the ground and slid down the steps.

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help hugging Xiao Baozi's body tightly.

Through the screen, she felt pain even looking at it!

In the video, Mo Xiaomo got up from the ground, turned over, and glared at the little fat man angrily.

The little fat man pinched his waist and laughed, "Little dumb, why are you staring at me! You can't speak, so why are you acting as a prince! You are only worthy of playing Mu Mu, hurry up and change into Mu Mu's clothes!"

Mo Xiaomo got angry and rushed towards the little fat man.

However, he was small after all, he was hit and then knocked to the ground, but the little fat man still stood up laughing and cursing.

End.

The screen went dark.

Mo Xiaomo put away the phone, turned around and nestled in Qiao Zhinuan's arms, like a kitten seeking warmth.

Qiao Zhinuan took his finger, looked at the lady who was still domineering just now, "Madam, do you have anything else to say now?"

The lady stammered, "Even though my son did it first, then your son came to beat him too."

There are already people around who complain about injustice.

"You woman is still a mother, do you educate children like this?"

"Looking at this child, you can tell how the quality of a mother is. It's so low."

"The three views are not correct. If you are suddenly pushed to the ground and curse at others, can you remain indifferent?"

The lady was still stubbornly resisting, "Well, then he can go to the teacher to solve this matter! It's wrong to hit someone. He hit my son, and my son pushed him, so it's evened! "

The lady's face turned pale when she was persecuted, as if she had finally found her backbone, "That's it, we won't pursue it anymore, it's even, son, let's go."

Qiao Zhinuan stood in front of the lady.

The lady grabbed her son's hand and wanted to go around, but Qiao Zhinuan held the little bun again to block her way.

"This matter has been going on for so long, and there should be a result. Otherwise, if you say you want to see a doctor, you will see a doctor. If you say you want compensation, you must pay compensation. If you leave as soon as you say, you will treat my little Mo as a bully. of?"

Qiao Zhinuan's tone was calm, even with a smile on his face, but his tone was so sharp that the lady shrank her neck involuntarily.

"Then what do you want?"

"Apologize."

Qiao Zhinuan said loudly, "If you make a mistake, you should apologize."

The kindergarten teacher looked at Qiao Zhinuan with admiration.

This is the correct orientation and cognition of children, and such a view of right and wrong must be established since childhood.

The people around also echoed: "That's right, your son is wrong, now I apologize to him."

"Seeing how big your son is, he just pushed his son to the ground and scolded him."

"You should apologize, apologize quickly!"

As a result, the lady was surrounded, and now she couldn't even leave if she wanted to.

Knowing that she was wrong now, she lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't understand the truth just now, so I apologize to you."

Qiao Zhinuan looked directly at the lady, "And your son."

"you!"

The lady's hair is about to stand on end!
This woman is simply too domineering, unreasonable!

"Aren't you a woman who has to be reasonable and unforgiving! I have already apologized to you, but now you want my son to say sorry to you again, taking advantage! Who is used to you!"

"I'm used to it."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind. Before Qiao Zhinuan could react, she was embraced and leaned against her hard and gentle chest, "I'm used to it, do you have an opinion?"

Qiao Zhinuan was stunned.

What he just said...

As soon as the man appeared, with his own aura, the entire kindergarten, regardless of gender, adults or children, all looked over.

It was as if he had a spotlight on him, like a king looking down upon him.

The lady trembled in fright.

"You, who are you?"

The kindergarten teacher came up to welcome him, "Daddy Xiaomo, you are here. I have reserved a seat for you and your wife later. Sit down and watch the performance."

Mo Siting nodded coldly, and turned his gaze to the lady.

The lady hurriedly lowered her head, and kicked her son's ass resentfully, "Apologize!"

The little fat man frowned and hummed softly, "I'm sorry."

Mo Xiaomo put her arms around Qiao Zhinuan's neck and didn't look back.

Someone complained dissatisfiedly: "Were you still so loud when you didn't quarrel just now? How come an apology is like a mosquito humming."

"It must be heard by others. I can't even hear the low voice."

The little fat man said loudly: "Yes, no, get up!"

He stared at Mo Xiaomo viciously. It was because of Mo Xiaomo that he was being said and surrounded here.

Mo Xiaomo twisted her little butt.

Qiao Zhinuan saw what he meant and let him go.

Mo Xiaomo patted the shoulder of the little fat man who was a head taller than him, and wrote on the phone: [I forgive you. 】

"Okay, sorry, we've apologized, and you still won't let us go?" The lady grabbed her son's arm and pulled it away, "Let's go, why are you still standing there, it's a shame."

After the matter was resolved, Mo Xiaomo was also very happy.

However, Qiao Zhinuan pulled him to find Zhong Ze first, "Check to see if he was injured just now."

Zhong Ze giggled and picked up the little bun, making a gesture to take off his pants.

"Hey, little devil, it's in my hands."

The little bun flapped his short legs, and hit Zhong Ze's back with his clenched fist, completely harmless.

Zhong Ze said: "Xiao Qiao asked me to look at your injuries. If you are disobedient, your aunt Xiao Qiao will be unhappy."

The little bun immediately stopped flopping.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed.

Zhong Ze was really surprised.

It works so well, it can be regarded as catching the weakness of this little devil in the future.

Qiao Zhinuan watched, and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Mo Siting, who stepped forward sideways.

"Zhong Ze has a sense of proportion."

"Oh."

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her head, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."

Mo Siting didn't move away, he still stood in front of Qiao Zhinuan, as if erecting an impenetrable wall in front of her.

"Didn't you watch Mo Xiaomo's performance?"

"When you come..."

"He wants you to see it."

Mo Siting felt that the way Qiao Zhinuan kept her head down all the time really wanted to make him want to tease her, so he raised his hand to hold her chin, pushed her back, and pushed her into the shadow behind the wall .

"You dare not look at me?"

Qiao Zhinuan's heart beat faster, trying to avoid Mo Siting's hand, "Mr. Mo, please respect yourself."

"What if I just don't want to respect myself?"

Mo Siting's voice was deep and hoarse, and drifted to Qiao Zhinuan's ears, "What if I want to get closer? Miss Qiao, do you know how close a man and a woman can be? ?”

The man's voice was so provocative that Qiao Zhinuan was told to lean against the wall, his legs were already so soft that they were almost crippled.

Zhong Ze's voice came from outside: "Mo Xiaomo, slow down!"

Qiao Zhinuan hastily pushed Mo Siting away.

Mo Xiaomo just ran in from the outside, a pair of dark and agile eyes rolled, and when he saw Qiao Zhinuan, he rushed over.

Zhong Ze walked over slowly: "I just fell down and there was a bruise on the tailbone. It didn't hurt the bones. It will be fine in a few days."

Only then did Qiao Zhinuan feel relieved.

Mo Xiaomo dragged Qiao Zhinuan in to watch the performance.

Zhong Ze took two steps back by mistake and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Mo Siting.

"What are you going to do?"

"Watch the performance of the little devil."

"There is no place for you."

"..."

Zhong Ze was devastated, big and small were all black-bellied, and the speed of turning over was much faster than flipping through books, throwing them away when they were used up.

He smoked a cigarette angrily, and went to call Lao Lu to go out for a drink, a carnival of two single dogs.

Kindergarten middle class classroom.

The tables, chairs and benches have been removed, leaving a large space in front of the classroom for children to perform.

In the middle and back half of the classroom, there are seats for parents.

The show begins.

It is the simplest storyline. The princess went to play in the forest and met the big bad wolf. The prince stepped forward, rescued the princess, and sent the princess back to the castle.

Qiao Zhinuan was next to Mo Siting, and the man's leg just leaned against hers.

She felt the heat coming from the man through the thin trousers, and she hastily retracted her legs.

They are all small stools for children, and the position is not too wide. He probably didn't do it on purpose.

On the performance stage, Mo Xiaomo was wearing the prince's clothes, holding a wooden sword in his hand, pointing directly at the sky, the big bad wolf in front immediately lay down on the ground begging for mercy, and ran away with its tail between its legs.

"Xiao Mo can't talk?"

As soon as she spoke, she felt that it was inappropriate to ask such a question.

"Sorry, if it's private..."

"meeting."

"Then why doesn't he talk?" Qiao Zhinuan felt strange. Children of this age should be the most noisy when they chatter endlessly.

Mo Siting tilted his head, raised his head and pinned Qiao Zhinuan's loose hair behind his ears, "You want to know?"

The man's hand inadvertently touched the woman's soft ear.

Qiao Zhinuan felt his ears burning, and stopped talking immediately, "No, I'm just asking casually."

Mo Siting smiled.

This woman clearly had an expression of wanting to know but stubbornly speaking on her face. It was really the same as three years ago, but her temper was much calmer.

He leaned over and pressed his lips against Qiao Zhinuan's ear, "Miss Qiao, did I ever say that the more you refuse, the more interested you are?"

"..."

Qiao Zhinuan's face flushed red, she felt the man's breath seemed to penetrate into her earhole, and the soft earlobe was touched by a touch of cool softness.

He... bit her earlobe?

Just under this kind of public!

She turned to look at him in astonishment, "You..."

clap clap.

There was a tidal wave of applause, and the surrounding parents all stood up.

The show is over.

Qiao Zhinuan breathed a sigh of relief, before Mo Xiaomo came out, she found an excuse and left first.

Mo Xiaomo was a little disappointed, because Mao had seen Xiao Qiao just now, and there was only one vacant seat left, and the phone rang.

Qiao Zhinuan sent a message: [Xiaomo is the best, Auntie will reward you for making red bean cake tomorrow. 】

…………

Qiao Zhinuan ran out of the kindergarten, and the cool night wind blew on his face, dispelling the heat on his face.

I don't know why, but the appearance of this man always disturbs her peaceful heart, bringing her a strange but familiar feeling.

She took out her phone and glanced at the time.

There are five missed calls on the phone.

They were all from Zhang Jianmei.

I made so many phone calls in a row, did something happen?
Qiao Zhinuan was a little worried and called back.

As soon as the phone was connected, before Qiao Zhinuan had time to speak, Mrs. Li's sharp voice came from the receiver: "It's not good! Young Mistress, come back soon! It's not good!"