That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Wait, wait, wait! You wait for me! Bridge bean sack!"

The man stretched his hand forward, causing Qiao Jiao to back away in fright, bumping his back against the armrest of the sofa, so frightened that he burst out neon words, almost kicking his hooves.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Jinhuai sneered, "Hide back, can you hide?"

The man leaned forward, supported the sofa with his hands, and surrounded Qiao Jiao with his two arms.

Qiao Jiao had no choice but to stand between himself and Mo Jinhuai with one hand, and tightly grasped the collar of his clothes with the other hand, looking like a little siu mai just out of the cage.

"Don't... me, I have something to ask you!" Qiao Jiao turned away, holding on to his last small position, he had to confirm with the man.

Mo Jinhuai did not retract his forward leaning body, but in this oppressive and domineering posture, he said calmly, "You ask."

"You... are you really here to see me?" Qiao Jiao asked cautiously, biting her lower lip, with a little anticipation, "Are you here on purpose?"

"Otherwise? Who do you think I'm here to see?"

The man stared at him, the two of them were too close, and their breathing began to be entangled while talking.

Of course I thought you came to see Xiao Bailian, who told you to have such a tacit understanding...

Qiao Jiao thought sourly in her heart.

Mo Jinhuai seemed to share the data with the system, and Qiao Jiao felt that men could easily see through his thoughts.

With his chin held up by the man's big hand, a pair of dark eyes reflected in the boy's clear amber pupils.

The man's voice is hoarse and sexy, which can easily confuse people's hearts: "I only look at you."

Qiao Jiao was stunned for a moment, her heart beating so fast that it seemed to be beating a drum in her chest.

"Then..." He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind to ask the question that had troubled him for many years: "Then you...didn't use me as Su Yubai's substitute?"

Didn't you use me as a tool to vent, is it a little... still have a little affection for me?

Qiao Jiao didn't dare to ask the next two questions, but it took all his courage to ask the first one.

He closed his eyes tightly and waited for the man's answer, his heart was in a panic and he had no idea what to do.

The man kept silent. If it wasn't for the burst of body temperature from the fingers on his chin and the breath on his eyelashes, Qiao Jiao almost thought the man had left.

He regretted asking that question just now...

Is there any possibility of taking it back?Can time flow backwards?

He felt very bad, as if he tore open his scabbed wound again, and sprinkled a handful of salt heavily on it, expecting someone to stitch it up for him, but the other party did not move for a long time.

"never mind……"

Qiao Jiao was suddenly afraid of hearing that answer.

He was afraid that the little bubble of hope that he had so easily surged up would be crushed again, turning into broken bubbles, and there would be no possibility of reuniting again...

"You...you pretend that I haven't asked, I don't want to know...I...um...um..."

His answer was a long and tender kiss.

The breath is Mo Jinhuai's, that's right, no one can take him with that familiar feeling except Mo Jinhuai, and he can't accept others, but this kind of pity, which is as gentle as the spring breeze caressing among willow branches, is different from a man's. It was completely different from what had happened to him before.

Every time the man is eager to plunder, possess and ravage, he is simple and rude, making people powerless to resist, and he has never been so slow and patient with him like now.

But for Qiao Jiao, Xu Xutu is the most deadly one by one.

He also hated his own physique, but the fact was that as long as Mo Jinhuai was gentle with him, he couldn't stand it at all.

He couldn't control himself at all, and subconsciously raised his neck to respond to the man. This soft feeling like dancing on cotton candy was both sweet and intoxicating to him.

If Mo Jinhuai had treated him like this in the past, he probably wouldn't be able to last a round...

The man's hands are big, and he can cover Qiao Jiao's small jaw with one hand. As long as he wants to, he can knead Qiao Jiao wantonly.

But the man didn't force it, but just gently caressed the side of the boy's face with his big hand, touching it very carefully and cherishing the sweet taste of the other's lips with the milk tea.

Qiao Jiao was intoxicated by it, and subconsciously stepped forward. The man was very satisfied with the little guy's initiative, and Mo Jinhuai didn't let him go until Qiao Jiao weakened in his arms.

— After being released, Qiao Jiao slumped on the back of the sofa, staring at the man in front of him with blurred eyes, he had difficulty breathing.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this answer?" the man asked.

Qiao Jiao blinked his misty eyes, looking very confused: "Huh?"

Mo Jinhuai approached and pinched the boy's hot face: "If this answer is not satisfactory, then we can only get married."

"What did you say?!" Qiao Jiao finally woke up, woken up by Mo Jinhuai.

The man shrugged disapprovingly, with a little displeasure in his tone: "Are you afraid of becoming like this? Isn't it a matter of time, I thought you knew."

Know? !what do you know? ? ?

Looking at Qiao Jiao's bewildered little face, Mo Jinhuai sighed: "Didn't you call me husband so many times?"

Qiao Jiao was even more confused, and didn't dare to say the rest of the words: I thought it was just yelling... Isn't it fun? ?

Looking at Qiao Jiao's expression, Mo Jinhuai guessed what the little thing was thinking, and suddenly he was in a bad mood.

The man frowned and said, "Are you so frivolous? Can you call someone your husband casually?!"

Qiao Jiao looked at him with big eyes blinking: "Didn't you tell me to shout..."

Mo Jinhuai realized that the little thing in front of him was the sin he owed in his previous life. Otherwise, why would he be delighted by a look from the other party, and furious because of a word from the other party? Qiao Jiao is his emotional switch!

"Who told you to call you?!"

The man wished he could slap Qiao Jiao to death, but he was reluctant to do so, so he just lowered his head and took another bite on the other's red and swollen lips: "I really want to chew you up!"

mouth, let's see who you can control in the future! "

"Hmm..." Qiao Jiao groaned in pain, and licked the bitten place on his lips, it wasn't broken, but it hurt a little.

Hiss... the dead man's tiger teeth are really sharp...

Mo Jinhuai snorted angrily: "You can call me husband even if you are not going to marry me, do you know what this kind of behavior is called? Fraud!! It's fraud, do you understand?!"

The righteousness and strictness of the few words made Qiao Jiao dare not make a sound.

Mo Jinhuai felt that he couldn't communicate with a heartless little white-eyed wolf like Qiao Jiao, so he breathed a sigh of relief and directly ordered: "Okay, ask what you want to ask, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and put your clothes on." Take it off for me!"

He wasn't in a hurry, he was really worried that Qiao Jiao would catch a cold from his sweaty clothes.

You must know that Qiao Jiao's physique is not good, and it is normal to have a low-grade fever if he is not careful. In addition, the little guy has a bad stomach, so how can he wear a wet vest for so long.

When he hugged just now, he already felt the coolness coming from Qiao Jiao's body.

Seeing Qiao Jiao not moving, the man added impatiently: "Why are you still in a daze! Take off your wet clothes quickly, you will get sick if you catch the cold!"

When Mo Jinhuai was in a hurry, she grabbed the collar of Qiao Jiao's clothes with her two big hands, and pulled it left and right.

The zipper of the expensive thin coat is very smooth, and there is only a sound of "pull", and it is pulled to the end.

The man was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly, it didn't take much effort at all.

"..." Qiao Jiao didn't react for a while, she was so dazed that she didn't even know how to cover up.

Mo Jinhuai's gaze moved down involuntarily, sliding down from the collarbone inch by inch.

The white cotton vest was indeed soaked through, the thin fabric became translucent, and the color of the inner skin was revealed when it was adsorbed on the body. The boy was very thin, and the undulating shape of the ribs could even be seen...

Only now did Qiao Jiao think of raising her hand to cover her chest.

Yes, this action is a bit motherly, but he really can't help it.

He can't show his chest under Mo Jinhuai's naked gaze... Forget it, he's a man, so don't use that word!

"What else is there to block? I haven't seen anything on you? I've seen and touched even the places you can't see yourself. What's there to be shy about..."

Mo Jinhuai said so, and he looked quite calm, looking like a gentleman.

But Qiao Jiao clearly saw the man's Adam's apple slide suspiciously, and he stretched out his hand, then put it down again, clenching his fist as if holding back something.

Qiao Jiao's observation was correct, Mo Jinhuai was scolding herself as a beast in her heart!

He felt that he must have been possessed by a demon just now, and his sanity was completely dead.

He wanted to overwhelm Qiao Jiao and tear up the translucent vest that caused the accident with his own hands.

He wanted to use his slender fingers to slide over those bright and lovely ribs one by one like playing a piano, not wanting to let go of any of them.

He wanted to do even worse things to Qiao Jiao, over and over again, to make Qiao Jiao turn into a beautiful flower blooming in his arms...

"Cold..." The cold wind from the air conditioner stimulated Qiao Jiao, making him shiver.

But Mo Jinhuai was caught up in all kinds of fantasies about boys, and he didn't hear this mosquito-like moan.

The jacket was pulled away, and the drenched vest was blown by the wind from the air conditioner. The chill pierced his bones, and Qiao Jiao was icy.

He still has to film, so he can't catch a cold.

So, Qiao Jiao quickly turned her back, took off her coat, and then took off the small vest that was attached to her body from bottom to top.

The beautiful scenery came too suddenly, and Mo Jinhuai's eyes were addicted to looking at the jade-like flawless back.

The fiery sight behind her was completely unobstructed, and Qiao Jiao felt a sense of crisis that she was about to be dismantled.

He speeded up the action of putting on his clothes, muttering: "...what's so interesting about it."

Two strong arms came around from the waist, and the back pressed against Mo Jinhuai's fiery chest.

"It's pretty," the man rested his chin on Qiao Jiao's neck, "I think it's pretty."

Mo Jinhuai grabbed the jacket to help the boy put it on, covered the two thin arms, and reached out to the front to re-zip the zipper that he had torn open just now.

At the end, she kissed Qiao Jiao lightly on the ear: "Good boy."

Qiao Jiao shrank her neck: "...you are an old father again, right?"

The man chuckled in his ear: "No... I just think you look good wearing my coat in a vacuum."