That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Qiao Jiao went to the well outside and wanted to bring a bucket of water into the house to wash, and Mo Jinhuai also washed.

It's too careless for the two of them to just sleep like this after a day of running around.

But as a young master from a wealthy family, he didn't know how to dig well water, and he didn't figure out why after studying for a long time.

"That's not how it's done, I'll help you."

A thick male voice sounded behind him. Before Qiao Jiao could turn around, a strong man took the water pump from him.

"Ah, thank you..." The other party was so enthusiastic, Qiao Jiao could only thank him, and squatted by the well to watch the strong man pumping water.

"Hey, my name is Wang Tie, and it was my dad who brought you back just now." The strong man was a little embarrassed by Qiao Jiao's look, and he smiled innocently.

Regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, he has never seen someone as good-looking as Qiao Jiao. How can someone be so beautiful...

Qiao Jiao greeted generously: "Hi Brother Tie, my name is Qiao Jiao."

It turned out to be the son of the village chief. The name was correct. He looks really strong. This physique... is about to catch up with Jushi Johnson. He is so powerful...

Qiao Jiao admired in his heart.

But when Qiao Jiao called his brother, Wang Tie smiled even more shyly: "Well... I'm eighteen, how old are you? Sixteen?"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiao's eyes widened, and then she probably felt impolite, so she immediately withdrew her surprised expression.

He is an actor, and he still has a way of expression management.

Wang Tie scratched his head: "I asked how old you are, I think you should be sixteen, maybe fifteen?"

Qiao Jiao didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

People's eighteen looks like 28, his twenty looks like fifteen or six...

"You probably have to call me brother," Qiao Jiao said with a dry smile, "I'm twenty."

Now it was Wang Tie's turn to stare wide-eyed.

In his opinion, the little boy in front of him is not only young, but also looks ignorant and well protected, soft and cute.

Actually two years older than him? !

This unscientific! ! !

"Don't you call me brother?" Qiao Jiao tilted her head, looking cutely at the burly young man.

Wang Tie turned his head slightly, and tightened his mouth, he didn't squeeze out the "brother" from his lips, and his bronze face turned red strangely.

He thought silently: This brother...is a bit cute...no!is very cute! ! !

Qiao Jiao stood up and patted his legs: "It's fine if you don't shout, anyway, thank you for helping me fetch water."

He was kind enough to help him. He is not the kind of big brother who deliberately bullies children just because he is two years older. He is very measured.

"Why are you here to fetch water?" Wang Tie's question was justified. He knew how much to fetch when he knew what to do. Of course, he also wanted to divert from the topic just now.

"Taking a bath." Qiao Jiao answered without thinking.

For some reason, after Wang Tie heard this, his face became even redder, as if his cheeks were about to burn.

Fortunately, he was also dark in the dark, even if his face turned red like a monkey's butt, no one could tell.

It takes a lot of water to take a bath, Qiao Jiao thinks about it and wipes his body instead, but he and Mo Jinhuai need at least two buckets of water.

After Wang Tie helped him fetch water, Qiao Jiao tried to lift it, but found that he couldn't lift it at all.

"I'll still come."

Wang Tie couldn't see Qiao Jiao's trembling small arms carrying the bucket, so he directly carried the bucket into the house for Qiao Jiao with one hand on each side.

When he saw Mo Jinhuai, Wang Tie was startled, and asked Qiao Jiao, "Your brother?"

Qiao Jiao felt that he shouldn't say anything nonsense to the innocent young man who had just grown up, so he nodded vaguely: "...um."

"Oh, then be careful of the cold water. The well water is very cold. Wipe your body after wetting the towel." Wang Tie ordered and left.

Qiao Jiao locked the door, turned around and saw Mo Jinhuai's face seemed to be freezing.

"Tsk, what expression? No matter how cold the well water is, it's not as cold as yours..." Qiao Jiao took a towel and soaked it in the water, and walked over to Mo Jinhuai to wipe it first.

Unexpectedly, the dead man waved his hand, causing him to almost throw out the towel.

Qiao Jiao frowned: "What are you doing?! You don't care about hygiene anymore, do you? You can! You can still play your temper after wiping yourself!"

Sitting on the bed, Mo Jinhuai sank his fingers into the mattress, glared at Qiao Jiao bitterly, and didn't speak.

"I've never met such a big president who doesn't care about hygiene like you. Why didn't I realize that you don't like taking a bath in the past!"

Qiao Jiao poked the man's chest with his fingertips: "If you don't clean it up, you will become the stinky head of the Mo family!"

It has to be said that Qiao Jiao's limp and coquettish appearance made Mo Jinhuai unable to get angry even if he wanted to.

The man snorted coldly: "Am I your brother?"

Qiao Jiao blinked: "Didn't I call you Brother Huai..."

"You still call me your husband! Why don't you tell that kid that I'm your man! Huh?" The icicles on Mo Jinhuai's face were about to fall off, "Do you want to make waves everywhere?"

"What are you talking about!" Qiao Jiao rolled his eyes, and the dead man started to have this terrible problem again.

Mo Jinhuai roared, his eyes were red and red: "Go out to get some water, and just hook one back! I just haven't been around to look at you for a while!

"shh one by one"

Qiao Jiao hastily put her finger on her lips: "Keep your voice down, you can hear it from the next door..."

Mo Jinhuai didn't want to say any more, but he was panting heavily with his chest rising and falling, showing how upset and angry he was.

Qiao Jiao sighed, moved closer, reached out to hold the man's big dog's head, and wiped his face.

"Your sip of vinegar is unreasonable."

Qiao Jiao didn't take it lightly, and folded the towel on the man's face without any burden: "He is only eighteen, just an adult, younger than me..."

"That's an adult too!"

Mo Jinhuai interrupted Qiao Jiao: "If you make a mistake, you will bear legal responsibility!"

"You are enough, my little brother has such a good heart, don't talk nonsense here..."

Qiao Jiao was afraid that the man would let the Mo family's legal department find reasons to deceive people, so he hurriedly said: "Mo Jinhuai, just be yourself, everyone will be angry if there is no difference."

After wiping his face, Qiao Jiao unbuttoned the man's shirt and wiped his upper body: "You don't even think about it, what about me? Am I the kind of person who catches someone?" Mo Jinhuai recalled Qiao Jiao's first time Climbing onto his bed, he nodded expressionlessly.

"Hey, Mo Jinhuai, I have to tell you clearly, I'm so flirtatious..."

Qiao Jiao rubbed the small towel against Mo Jinhuai's chest muscles, it was hard and hot, distracted him, and subconsciously licked his lips: "...it feels good." He suddenly understood why dead men like to touch him so much Yes, that's not right... He doesn't have such big muscles on his chest... Mo Jinhuai had a cold face, a "Look at it" expression.

Qiao Jiao coughed a few times in embarrassment: "No, don't think about it, I really don't treat everyone like this..."

Mo Jinhuai turned his face away, raised his neck and raised his chin, looking extremely arrogant.

"Tsk, it's hard to coax..." Qiao Jiao could only curl her lips, squatting down to help the man wipe his legs.

Mo Jinhuai's knee was swollen badly. If he didn't scrub it quickly and apply ice again, he might not even be able to put his prosthesis on tomorrow.

It was the first time in Qiao Jiao's life to do this kind of body scrubbing for someone.

He didn't feel embarrassed about Mo Jinhuai's body, he wiped it neatly.

Speaking of which, he really dedicated a lot of first time to Mo Jinhuai...

The dead man took up almost all his important first times.

Still not satisfied here!

Qiao Jiao felt that she probably owed Mo Jinhuai in her previous life, so she fell in love with such a bad and jealous person in this life.

It's the president of a large group who has an ass, and his mind is as small as the tip of a needle...

Mo Jinhuai glanced at the boy squatting in front of him from the corner of his eye.

Qiao Jiao was suddenly hooked by a man's index finger on his chin, and was forced to raise his face.

"Don't do it, you haven't finished wiping..." Qiao Jiao pushed Mo Jinhuai's hand away.

The man held up his chin again persistently, this time holding it with his whole hand.

Qiao Jiao: "..."

The man didn't let him bow his head, and didn't talk to him, just quietly looked down at him from above, like a god.

Qiao Jiao was completely annoyed by Mo Jinhuai, and threw the towel that the young man had wiped his feet on him, and jumped up: "You are enough! What do you want to do by looking at me without saying a word! What did I do wrong, and you are like this? Mo Jinhuai, your emotional intelligence and brains at work, can't you move a little to your feelings?!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and if he didn't scold the dead man, he would still be energetic.

"I said earlier that you liked me so I could die?!" Qiao Jiao snorted angrily, "If I hadn't confessed to you at that time, and you acted like you loved someone, would I be able to run away? Would I be able to suffer so much outside? ! Now you are still wronged, why don't you go to heaven!"

After all, Qiao Jiao lived a life of calling the wind and rain when he was a child, and his later encounters smoothed his edges and corners, but his true temper is engraved in his bones, and he can hide it, but he can't change it.

In the past, Qiao Jiao didn't know that Mo Jinhuai liked him, and was cautious in front of men, but now that she knew, she couldn't hide her temper.

Mo Jinhuai was stunned, he didn't expect Qiao Jiao to react like this.

In the past, when he was about to lose his temper, the boy would crouch down beside him like a small crane quail, waiting for what he had to say.

No... Qiao Jiao has not always been like this.

Mo Jinhuai suddenly remembered that when Qiao Jiao was still young, if he had any dissatisfaction, he would yell at him directly like this, but the boys thought they were very fierce and lost their tempers, but in his opinion, they were just little milk cats. Miao Jie Miao called.

So all those obedient looks before were just pretending?

Jiaojiao thought she was not liked by him, that's why she was so careful?

I want to change myself into what the other person likes, is there any clearer confession than this...

The man's mood suddenly improved.

The expression on President Mo's face didn't change, but Qiao Jiao could feel the breath softening around him.

President Mo Da, who was happy after being murdered, made Qiao Jiao really feel that men are too cheap.

Don't be gentle, like fierce...

It seems that he has been imitating Xiao Bailian for so many years to change his temper, but it is superfluous.

Qiao Jiao raked her hair irritably: "... I'm too lazy to tell you more."

He went to the wall and turned off the light with a snap.

The sudden darkness made Mo Jinhuai's pupils dilate: "Turn off the lights... are you going to sleep?"

"Sleep before you sleep," Qiao Jiao muttered, turning her back to take off her clothes, "I wiped it for you, but I haven't wiped it yet..."

He thought that the man would not be able to see him after turning off the light, so he stripped himself off neatly, preparing to wash himself off before going to sleep.

But Mo Jinhuai's night vision ability has always been very good. After a short period of adaptation, through the moonlight coming in through the window, he gradually saw the boy's glistening white body outline...