That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"such a pity……"

Mo Jinhuai said with regret: "Although white jade is good, it's a pity that the texture is too hard. It can't be both soft and soft to the touch... It's still somewhat different from you..."

Qiao Jiao raised her neck, showing a standard business-like smiling face, but her voice came out from between her teeth: "Mo Jinhuai...do you usually do weird things to your table?"

"Just work on it," the man said without changing his expression, "but if you were a desk, I would still be on it..."

Qiao Jiao: "..." This joke is too cold, it's not funny at all!

This is of course, how could President Bingshan tell jokes, the sentences that come out of Mo Jinhuai's mouth are automatically frosted.

Welfare was also let go, and the man was also given the money. Qiao Jiao sat up from the desk that was no longer pure, and was about to put on his pants.

But Mo Jinhuai didn't give him this chance, and waved away the precarious underpants hooked on the corner of the table.

Qiao Jiao stared at the small white piece of cloth that fell to the ground: "..."

Qiao Jiao closed her eyes and tried her best to calm down: "What are you doing?"

"What are you wearing pants for?" Mo Jinhuai asked back.

Listen, is this speaking human language?Who doesn't wear pants outside?Shameless, are you ashamed? !

Seeing that the dead man's legs were dying, Qiao Jiao didn't have a fit because he even bothered to help him save Qiao Chu, so he stretched out his legs and stretched his toes to reach the small piece of cloth.

His legs were already white and straight, but the stretching made the lines look more charming.

Mo Jinhuai was dazzled by that white leg, wrapped his palm around the opponent's small and exquisite knee, and parted to both sides.

Qiao Jiao exclaimed, and pulled the hem of his shirt to cover himself: "You are enough! It's almost done! Your ligaments are so painful..."

"Don't wear it, just like this..." Mo Jinhuai held Qiao Jiao's feet in his arms, and the bells on his ankles jingled, "It looks good."

It's a shameless sentence.

"Hey...in the office..." Qiao Jiao reminded softly with a blushing face.

Mo Jinhuai hooked the corners of his mouth: "I knew I was in the office, so I ran in to make a fuss..."

"Speak well!" Qiao Jiao furrowed her eyebrows and scolded fiercely.

Mo Jinhuai pursed her lips, and actually corrected her wording: "Yeah, the cold office needs a daughter-in-law to bring warmth..."

"Cut, she's not your wife." Qiao Jiao kicked the man with a half-smile, obviously very pleased with the words just now.

Mo Jinhuai held the kicked foot, his eyes were once again stained with desire: "Jiaojiao, you look so good...I like it..."

It's a pity that Qiao Jiao was sitting on the table, and the man was sitting on the boss chair. With such a short height difference, the man without the prosthesis couldn't stand up. He looks good.

Thinking of this level, Qiao Jiao sighed.

He moved forward and put his legs into the man's arms: "Like my legs?"

"Yes, I like it." Mo Jinhuai lowered his head and kissed Qiao Jiaoyuanbai's knee, "I really like it, I like it everywhere."

Qiao Jiao stretched out his hand to hold the man's head: "Fool... I like your legs too, don't destroy them, okay?"

Mo Jinhuai looked up at Qiao Jiao, his eyes flickering, as if hiding some turbulent emotion.

"Don't hide, I heard it all..."

Qiao Jiao brushed the man's eyelids with his fingers: "When I came here just now, I secretly overheard what Fu Zhe and Qin Shenghan said... Is your leg in a bad condition recently?"

Mo Jinhuai didn't speak, but just looked straight at Qiao Jiao.

In this world, there are two people, the last thing he wants them to know is that his legs are completely disabled. One is his mother, and the other...is Qiao Jiao.

How could a boy follow him who was doomed to become a useless person?

But he couldn't let go.

He couldn't bear Qiao Jiao being with others, so he could only hold him back with this unbearable appearance...

"Jinhuai, brother Huai, let's stop using the prosthetic, okay? That prosthetic will completely destroy you!"

Qiao Jiao didn't want to, but for some reason, she started to choke up as she spoke: "Doctor Fu said... If you continue, you will, you will cut it off."

"Is amputation bad?"

Mo Jinhuai said lightly: "If you don't break it, you can stand it. If you break it, you can stand it. In my current state, if I cut off these two useless things, I don't need to wear special prosthetic limbs that can hurt my legs."

He paused: "I can use ordinary prosthetics, I can wear them all the time, and I look just like ordinary people..."

The man's tone was even full of longing for the future: "I can take a walk with you, travel together, no one will find out that I am abnormal, everyone will envy you for having a tall and handsome old Gong, Jiaojiao, you don't want Look at me like that?"

"No!" Qiao Jiao shook his head resolutely.

This is what he fears the most.

What Qiao Jiao was most afraid of was that Mo Jinhuai would give up treatment.

Men have reached their limits, both physically and psychologically.

A man with such strong self-esteem, who would rather endure the severe pain and the crisis of amputation, and insist on wearing prosthetics to maintain his demeanor, is very likely to choose - just don't have legs at all, and just live with prosthetics all the time in the future.

Anyway, after there is no residual limb in the way, I can easily wear ordinary prosthetics, which are much more comfortable to wear and will not have any other side effects.

As long as no one lifts his trousers, no one can discover his secret.

...except for the person who sleeps with him every day.

Qiao Jiao shook the man's head: "I don't agree! Mo Jinhuai, listen to me, I don't promise you to give up!"

"I like your legs, they used to be strong and powerful, but now they are still pressing me heavily even though they can't move, but I also like... I like them so much, can you let them stay on your body? "

Qiao Jiao cried at the end: "Is it okay?!"

As a man, it's too motherly to start crying suddenly. Qiao Jiao especially disliked himself at this time, but he couldn't stop.

Whenever he thinks of a man who has lost his two legs and can only sit in a wheelchair, with nothing in his trousers below his knees, Qiao Jiao's heart will be terribly worried.

Even if there is universal water, he is not sure if it will have any side effects, and he doesn't know if there will be other moths in the system.

In short, before using the universal water, the man must be appeased anyway.

He is very afraid...

Qiao Jiao was very, very scared. He was afraid that Mo Jinhuai would ask Fu Zhe to saw off his legs before he had time to use the power of universal water...

"Jiaojiao, if I lose my legs, will you leave me?" Mo Jinhuai asked in a deep voice.

Qiao Jiao's excited reaction made him very uneasy.

The little thing clearly said that he doesn't mind, he doesn't mind what his legs become, and he also said that he will always be with him...

Why do you care so much about these two useless legs now? !

Did Jiaojiao regret it?

Qiao Jiao is considered to be experienced now, taking a look at Mo Jinhuai's expression, he knew that the dead man was thinking wildly again.

He pulled Mo Jinhuai closer, put his two thin white thighs on the other's shoulders, and held the man's head tightly in his arms: "No, I won't leave you."

Mo Jinhuai's profile was pressed against Qiao Jiao's soft abdomen.

The belly is the softest, warmest and most defenseless place.

If a kitten or puppy is willing to let you touch its belly, it must trust you very much.

To Mo Jinhuai, Qiao Jiao at this moment was like a kitten he had raised for a long time.

Now this kitten let him lean on his stomach on its own initiative. How can a man not be moved by this trust?

Mo Jinhuai's eyes turned hot, and he was touched for a while before he was threatened by the next sentence of "little cat".

"Although I won't leave, if you lose your legs, don't expect me to have sex with you again! I can't see your body without legs, and I won't have sex with you again!" The boy wiped his eyes, He emphasized in a tone that was almost ruthless.

If it had been in the past, Mo Jinhuai might have smiled wickedly and said: It's up to you to do it or not.

But today, he suddenly couldn't speak.

Looking at Qiao Jiao who was sincerely worried about him, felt sorry for him, and even used himself to comfort him, he couldn't say that.

He also wanted to love Qiao Jiao, wanted to show Qiao Jiao his best appearance, and wanted to continue like this with Qiao Jiao forever...

"Okay, I see." The man said, and kissed the boy's belly, not surprisingly, he smelled the sweet fragrance that made him feel refreshed.

In the next second, Mo Jinhuai carried Qiao Jiao off the table and sat on the man's lap.

"Hey! Don't press your leg!" Qiao Jiao hugged Mo Jinhuai's neck in panic, trying to raise her waist.

"With your weight, it's fine..."

The man pressed his waist down, and the two immediately stuck together tightly.

"...The rewards that were promised in the last answer haven't come yet?" Mo Jinhuai unbuttoned all the buttons of the boy's shirt one by one.

Qiao Jiao asked confusedly, "What... what reward?"

"You forgot?" Mo Jinhuai raised his head slightly disappointed, "You promised me, as long as you tell the truth, as long as you answer your questions, you can treat me to fruit."

The man specifically added: "The juice is full..."

Qiao Jiao thought for a while, bit her lips immediately, and moved her waist with red ears: "Then... eat, eat..."

He remembered, what Mo Jinhuai was talking about was that damn navel orange...

So, in the solemn and cold CEO's office, Qiao Jiao was bullied in a mess in the name of eating fruit.

Obviously, the people in the secretary's office are very aware of how licentious and immoral their boss is.

For such a long time, he shouted like that at the top of his voice, and no one knocked on the door to ask if something happened.

No one dared to come in and disturb Mo Jinhuai.

The man was having a great time, and Qiao Jiao almost fell apart.

When leaving that day, Mo Jinhuai was in a wheelchair, and Qiao Jiao was also on a lump.

If he hadn't refused to die, the secretary's office would have thoughtfully sent another wheelchair over.

Imagine that scene, he and Mo Jinhuai were pushed out of the office by a wheelchair one after the other... It was impossible to see!