That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Qiao Jiao really didn't expect it.

With Fu Zhe's mobility and black belly, he still hasn't eaten Young Master Lin...

"But on the night of the crew's dinner, in the clubhouse..." Qiao Jiao questioned, "Didn't you say that you are a scumbag, aren't you Dr. Fu?"

Lin Shuyi shook his head violently at first, then after thinking about it, he nodded again: "...it's Dr. Fu."

"That's it." Qiao Jiao had an expression of "I knew it".

Lin Shuyi was a little anxious, but it was a long story, and she was quite embarrassed, so she waved her hands and said, "But we didn't... we didn't have that..."

"impossible……"

Qiao Jiao really didn't believe it.

You know, early the next morning, he and Mo Jinhuai saw Fu Zhe leaving in Lin Shuyi's small T-shirt, plus Lin Shuyi's crying text messages for help.

If you say that nothing happened to these two people, ghosts will believe it.

"No!" Lin Shuyi was anxious, and told Qiao Jiao the ins and outs of that night and the oolong incident.

After hearing this, Qiao Jiao laughed and rolled all over the floor: "Shu Yi, I'm starting to sympathize with Dr. Fu! Hahahaha! Why are you so cute..."

Lin Shuyi curled her lips: "Don't laugh! Answer my business! It's very important!"

Qiao Jiao tried her best not to laugh, managed her facial expressions well, and asked Lin Shuyi, "So, have you finally reached that step?"

Lin Shuyi bit her lip and nodded shyly.

In fact, it’s not that we’ve reached that step, but we’re almost there.

Dr. Fu stood up to him last night, but he was too afraid of pain, so he just whimpered and cried, and the more he cried, the more frightened he became, and the more frightened he was, the more he cried, a vicious circle that couldn't stop.

What was supposed to be a beautiful thing has been overwhelmed.

Fu Zhe didn't say anything, and hugged him to sleep. When Lin Shuyi woke up in the morning, the man beside him had already gone to work.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty and a little worried.

It was hard for him to catch up with the male god. What if he couldn't do anything because he was afraid of pain, and then Dr. Fu was snatched away by other goblins...

Lin Shuyi didn't have much self-confidence, so he held his head and made up a bunch of abandoned bloody plots. His heart was in a mess, and no one else could ask him, so he came to learn from Qiao Jiao.

"It's the first time..." Qiao Jiao frowned and scratched her head, hesitating whether to tell Lin Shuyi the truth.

After so many years, Qiao Jiao's memories of the past have long since lost the embarrassment and shy boyish emotions.

He, who has experienced many battles, looked back and only remembered that night...

--pain!Thieves barren pain! ! !

At that time, he had no experience, and Mo Jinhuai had no experience, but he took the bloody script of repaying the debt of the little slave and the domineering president and evil master.

Before lying on the bed and taking off his clothes, he was still quite shy, and he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Jinhuai's distinct muscle lines.

But when the fort was built high and was aimed at by the ready-to-fire cannon barrel, let alone shy, he was so scared that his toes were straightened.

However, Mo Jinhuai didn't give him time to adapt at all, and started to bombard him indiscriminately, machine guns and anti-aircraft guns alternately, his vision was dark and he almost passed out.

Thinking about it now, that night was like a nightmare...

If you tell Lin Shuyi these things, it will definitely scare the young master Lin who has never suffered.

But think about it, Fu Zhe is a doctor, he understands the structure of the human body, and he is patient enough. He will never catch people and stab them to death like Mo Jinhuai when he was young.

So Qiao Jiao thought about it, and said against his will: "No...it doesn't hurt, it's pretty good..."

Lin Shuyi pouted: "Are you lying to me? Xiaojiao, we can communicate with each other with our eyes. What you say in your mouth and what you reveal in your eyes don't mean the same thing at all."

Having been exposed, Qiao Jiao raked her hair irritably, thinking: I'm not doing it for your own good.

"It's a little swollen...it's not painful, it's bearable..." Qiao Jiao opened her eyes guiltily, not looking at Lin Shuyi's eyes.

After finishing speaking, he specially patched it and said: "Get used to it for a while... just, that's it."

Lin Shuyi asked suspiciously: "Really? How do I remember, you seem to have said that Mr. Mo was very rough to you at that time?"

Qiao Jiao rubbed her temples: "Yes! I like rough ones!"

"Really?" Lin Shuyi still felt a little scared.

Qiao Jiao patted Lin Shuyi's head: "Well, everyone has different hobbies. It's useless for you to ask me. You have to get along with Dr. Fu. Dr. Fu likes you and will be gentle with you. You have to go through this. Just bear it and pass."

"Hmm..." Lin Shuyi fiddled with her fingers for a while, then stood up suddenly determined, "Xiaojiao, then I'll go back first, Doctor Fu is going to get off work, me, I'll go back early to get ready."

get ready...

In fact, you just lie down obediently, drink some wine, or take some painkillers...

Qiao Jiao looked at Lin Shuyi sympathetically, and while singing "Send off comrades" in his heart, he raised his hands into small fists and said, "Come on."

"Well, thank you Xiaojiao!" Lin Shuyi frowned.

Qiao Jiao blinked: "It's okay."

Xiao Shuyi, just don't hate me tomorrow... I really lied for the happiness of you and Dr. Fu...

After Lin Shuyi finished speaking, she was about to leave. When she opened the door, she was stunned: "Mr. Mo?"

"En." The man outside the room responded coldly.

"Who? Mo Jinhuai?" Qiao Jiao stretched out his head to look in surprise, and sure enough, he saw Mo Jinhuai sitting in a wheelchair with a cold face.

Lin Shuyi actually couldn't understand why Qiao Jiao fell in love with such a cold man, who looked like a big ice cube that would never be warmed up...

He still likes gentle people, and Dr. Fu is very gentle. Although Dr. Fu has a dark side, at least he is not cold and cold.

Lin Shuyi was instinctively terrified of the seemingly cold-hearted person, said goodbye hastily, and left quickly.

Mo Jinhuai drove the wheelchair into Qiao Jiao's room: "It's fine to play in this room during the day, but you have to sleep in my place at night."

Qiao Jiao now lives in Mo Jinhuai's room, and the room specially reserved for him in Mo Zhai is basically vacant, so Lin Shuyi brought people here when he came to play with him today.

Hearing what Mo Jinhuai said, he didn't think too much, and responded directly: "Oh."

"I like rough ones, huh?" Mo Jinhuai suddenly asked without beginning or end.

Qiao Jiao thought for a while, then jumped up: "You eavesdropped on our conversation!"

It's a good thing that the dead man is still serious, he obviously overheard him and Lin Shuyi talking about the first night just now, so he showed his face!

Mo Jinhuai was noncommittal, and slowly drove the wheelchair closer: "Really like rough ones? I don't usually notice..."

Qiao Jiao's face, which hadn't turned red just now, was aroused by the man's question.

He sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, deliberately put on a nonchalant look, but turned his face away because he didn't dare to look directly at Mo Jinhuai.

The beast does not abandon the small prey it has dragged into its lair.

The man approached little by little, pushed the wheelchair close to Qiao Jiao's feet, stretched out his hand to hold the upturned foot, and placed it on his lap.

"You..." Qiao Jiao wanted to protest, but after making a sound, she tightly closed her mouth.

In front of Mo Jinhuai, when did his protest work?

And what's more, what I spit out of my mouth is probably not a protest, but a soft moan.

Qiao Jiao really hates how he barks like that, it sounds a bit indecent, but he can't control it, he can't help but want to hum when he touches a certain sensitive skin, and Mo Jinhuai actually I really like to hear Qiao Jiao make this kind of voice.

The man hooked off the boy's slippers with one hand, raised the legs of the loose home trousers, and took off the small boat socks.

——A little white foot was wrapped in the man's palm, the toes were round, white and powdery, the nails were like deep-sea scallops, each of them covered the toes delicately and charmingly, and the thin ankle that could be grasped was still beautiful. There is a shiny anklet, and with a slight movement, the small bells on the anklet will make a tinkling sound.

Mo Jinhuai's eyes glowed faintly as he watched, Qiao Jiao felt that his foot was hot from the man's stare before he did anything.

"What are you doing? You...um..." Halfway through the question, the boy quickly bit his lower lip.

The man held up his foot, lowered his head and covered it...

Qiao Jiao pressed her back tightly against the sofa, covered the lower half of her face with her hands, and narrowed her eyes: "... Mo Jinhuai, you are crazy."

The man let out a low laugh while sucking the kiss, and corrected him: "At this time, you should call me husband."

Qiao Jiao curled up his toes, his calf was tense, and his whole leg was trembling slightly. He twisted his body, but couldn't pull his foot out of the man's hand.

It's too itchy and unbearable, and I can't exert strength at all...

Mo Jinhuai played with it carefully for a while, then raised his head, staring at Qiao Jiao with dark eyes as deep as the night sky: "Jiaojiao, the first time...does it really not hurt?"

Tears welled up in the corners of Qiao Jiao's eyes, and he looked at Mo Jinhuai intently, without saying a word, but he looked aggrieved.

Mo Jinhuai caressed that smooth and delicate wrist: "...I'm sorry."

This is his irreparable mistake, and now he just wants to make up for it.

"Baby, I will be gentle with you in the future, and I won't be like that again..."

As Mo Jinhuai said, he kneaded the well-shaped ankle bone with his thumb for a while, turned his wrist, and moved his big hand upward along the line of the calf...

Qiao Jiao's back softened, and he was grabbed by the opponent without any resistance, so he had to rub the man's strong forearm with his smooth calf.

But the system yelled at this moment: "Host, this is not acceptable! Tyrannical! Tyrannical kiss! Do you still want to complete task eight?! How can you make your man so gentle! You can't make him happy! Do it! Make him angry, let him trample you roughly!"

Qiao Jiao shivered violently and sat up, holding the man's shoulder: "No! Don't be gentle! Let's be rough, I like it!"

Mo Jinhuai frowned suspiciously, and looked at Qiao Jiao probingly: "Really? Don't force it."

Qiao Jiao shook his head and insisted: "Not forcefully... It's best, it's better to be more tyrannical, more ruthless, I'm not afraid of pain!"

Qiao Jiao, who is afraid of pain, shrinks into a small ball in his heart: I am too difficult...