Qiao Jiao was carried back to the house by Mo Jinhuai.

The helicopter landed directly on the helipad that came with Mo's house. The man put him on his shoulders, strode into the house with long legs.

Mo Jinhuai's posture is very A and handsome, but Qiao Jiao is quite speechless.

He hung on the man's shoulders like a rag bag, his upper body was hung on his back, and his lower body was hung on his chest. Mo Jinhuai's hands were clasped around his waist, no matter how much he kicked and kicked, he couldn't break free. Instead, the anklet made a clanging sound.

It sounds really nice...

"Ah! Slow down! Mo Jinhuai, slow down! Let me down!"

Qiao Jiao desperately grabbed the hem of the clothes behind her: "I...my butt is exposed!"

"It can't be exposed." Mo Jinhuai said, and "kindly" checked it for him.

"Okay, okay, don't show it, you... don't put your hand in it!"

I don't know if it's because of the head flushed with blood, or because I was too ashamed to be "checked" by Mo Jinhuai, Qiao Jiao's face burned like a self-heating hot pot.

Walking directly from the backyard to the house, passing by the small restaurant on the first floor, it happened that Mo Jinyu and Qin Shenghan were drinking afternoon tea there.

Qiao Jiao couldn't care about her butt anymore, and quickly stretched out her hands to cover her face.

Humans, in fact, as long as the face is covered, the structure of other parts is similar, otherwise how to say "lose face" instead of "lose ass"...

He really didn't want Mo Jinyu to see this embarrassment, he would definitely die of laughter.

"Hey! Brother, who is this that you brought back?" Mo Jinyu's voice moved from far to near, "Let me see... Isn't this my invincible and cute little boy!"

"..." Qiao Jiao's scalp was numb, and she lay on Mo Jinhuai's shoulder and pretended to be dead.

Mo Jinyu pushed Qin Shenghan enviously: "He also wants to play high, let's try it when we go back to the room."

"Okay." Qin Shenghan answered concisely and forcefully.

In fact, it is good to stop the topic here.

But Mo Jinyu is a two hundred and five. He looked at Qiao Jiao's two white and tender legs and said with a smile: "Qiao Xiaojiao, where are your panties? Was it ripped off by your perverted cousin? Or was it ripped off by my brother?" Understand?"

Qiao Jiao: "..."

Heh, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, you don't need to talk, someone will clean up for you...

Sure enough, Mo Jinhuai said in the next second: "Get out! Good dogs don't get in the way."

"No...Brother, what's the matter with you? Xiaojiao people have brought them back, why do you still look like you've eaten cannonballs? Why are you pissing me off..." Mo Jinyu, who didn't know that he had committed a capital crime, said aggrievedly Hum chirp.

The second young master of the Mo family is the last thing he knows how to look at people's faces in his life, so naturally he can't tell how dark his elder brother's face is.

He continued to press without opening his eyes: "You got angry at me when the person didn't come back, and you still scolded me when the person came back, why is it so hard to be your brother! You still call me a dog... I am a dog, what are you... Uh, huh Well……"

Qin Shenghan covered Mo Jinyu's mouth and dragged him two meters away from Mo Jinhuai, saving his wife's life.

But Mo Jinyu didn't finish what he wanted to say, how uncomfortable, he licked the middle of Qin Shenghan's palm very meanly.

Qin Shenghan's palms itched, and he subconsciously let go, and Mo Jinyu bluffed again.

He pretended to be smart: "Brother, you must be calm! Even if Xiaojiao is caught by Shen Yiyuan, he will not betray you! Although his body is polluted, his soul is still pure, he... ah! !!"

Mo Jinyu's waist tightened, his body was suspended in the air, and the strong sense of weightlessness made him let out an exclamation.

In order for Mo Jinyu to live a few more years, Qin Shenghan fulfilled his wish to be carried high on the spot.

Throwing the snarky young man over his right shoulder, regardless of whether he was lying on the ground, the man with the scar said "Farewell" and ran away with the man on his back.

Mo Jinyu's excited cry came from a long way away: "Wow! Let's shake it again, it's so cool——!"

"Mo Jinyu is simply poisonous, and only Qin Shenghan can bear him..." Qiao Jiao muttered, but Mo Jinhuai did not respond.

The man carried him directly back to the room, unloaded him on the bed like a cargo, and stared at him with a complicated expression.

Mo Jinhuai: Watch.

Qiao Jiao shrank his legs subconsciously and stepped back. The suit that the man put on him slipped off, and the thin pajamas stuck to his body, outlining a delicate and slender figure.

"What are you doing..." Qiao Jiao asked anxiously.

Mingming was quite gentle when he received him, why did he look like he was going to explode again?

... The love Mo Jinhuai gave him was like popping candy, it exploded after sweetening, which was extremely exciting.

"Angry?" Qiao Jiao stretched out her foot and poked the man with her toe.

Originally, the clothes were short, but when he raised his legs like this...the spring is endless.

Mo Jinhuai's eyes darkened: "...with Shen Yiyuan, are you doing the same?"

Qiao Jiao retracted her feet and sat upright: "I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

What can be done?He can't live by doing his own crimes, and he can only clean up by himself.

Who told him that he wanted to see a man get jealous, that day he asked Mo Jinhuai flirtatiously what he would do if Shen Yiyuan had touched him through the "hearing of the heart".

Although the dead man has come to pick him up, he still...does he mind about this...

Otherwise, why did his face change when he was not wearing pants just now.

Mo Jinhuai stared at Qiao Jiao for a while, then sat down and hugged him very tightly: "No matter what happens, you are mine."

"Huh...huh?!" Qiao Jiao responded, only to realize that something was wrong.

Dare Mo Jinhuai to endure such humiliation, he really thought that Shen Yiyuan had slept with him...

That is to say, even if someone else did something to him, Mo Jinhuai wouldn't be jealous?

No... The dead man is clearly sore from the inside out, otherwise the arms holding him wouldn't be shaking...

"Jiaojiao, I don't mind, don't leave me..." Mo Jinhuai said in a deep voice, "As long as you break up with Shen Yiyuan in the future, I won't let him have a chance to touch you again."

Qiao Jiao couldn't tell what was in her heart.

A man with a serious obsession with cleanliness and a perverted desire for monopoly is willing to swallow such a big pimple for him.

Mo Jinhuai came to pick him up not because he believed that nothing would happen to him and Shen Yiyuan, but because... he didn't care what happened.

Because I love him, I throw away all principles and persistence.

Because I love him, I don't mind whether this body has betrayed...

Big idiot……

Qiao Jiao stretched out his arms and put his arms around Mo Jinhuai's neck: "No! That photo was deliberately disgusted by Shen Yiyuan, he didn't do anything to me! Shen Yiyuan just thought that if you did that, you would not want me, but you still came Pick me up."

He brushed away the broken hair from Mo Jinhuai's forehead, and kissed the man's forehead: "I won't let anyone touch it except you."

Mo Jinhuai's face finally warmed up: "Really? Haven't touched it anywhere?"

Just as Qiao Jiao wanted to nod his head, he suddenly remembered Shen Yiyuan's slap on his face in the morning, and he covered his face guiltily and shook his head: "No, there's nothing there!"

Mo Jinhuai narrowed her eyes: "...so I was kissed on the face."

Qiao Jiao: "..."

Why are dead men always so perceptive in such matters? !

Qiao Jiao thought so before being kissed.

To be precise, this is not a kiss...

As if wanting to eat him, the man pinched his chin and gnawed on his face.

While nibbling, he tore off his pajamas, and went down unceremoniously, not letting go of any suspicious places.

"Has this place been kissed before? ... What about this place? ... And this place?" Mo Jinhuai asked all the time, sucking kisses.

"No...not at all..." Qiao Jiao seemed to have turned into a piece of cream ice cream, melted on the bed, and was eaten up by the man in one bite.

But the legs were pulled apart, and the body temperature of both of them was so high, but Mo Jinhuai didn't continue.

Qiao Jiao raised her neck in confusion, and she could see "don't continue" written in her eyes without saying a word.

Mo Jinhuai took a few deep breaths and calmed down: "Today you have to rest well and not be too tired."

After speaking, he stood up and turned to leave.

How could Qiao Jiao let him leave like this, she reached out and grabbed the corner of the man's clothes: "...Hey! Wait a minute!"

He thought that Mo Jinhuai would do this and that as soon as he got home, but the dead man made him angry, but let him sleep alone? !

and……

Qiao Jiao's eyes moved down, staring at the man's two powerful long legs.

He also wanted to take a closer look, touch it with his own hands, and confirm the efficacy of the universal water!

—Are these legs really healed?

"What?" Mo Jinhuai turned her head quietly.

"Actually... I'm not tired... I don't need to rest..." The meaning of these words is clear enough!

Qiao Jiao feels that she is particularly shameless now.

But he didn't expect that Mo Jinhuai just pulled his hand away from the corner of his clothes even though he was bold enough to say such a thing.

"Don't make trouble." The man said hoarsely.

"Why?!" Qiao Jiao was a little disappointed, "...Do you still not believe me? Do you think I was raped by Shen Yiyuan?"

Otherwise, why... the dead man was so hard that he was about to explode, so why didn't you hug him?

It's clearly disgusting...

"No..." Mo Jinhuai let out a breath, he really couldn't stay by Qiao Jiao's side any longer.

He believed in Qiao Jiao, and it was even more impossible for him to dislike Qiao Jiao.

He just... can't hold it anymore...

The sweet fragrance emanating from the boy's body and the body exposed during the movements all made his blood boil. His self-control is very strong, but in front of Qiao Jiao, those self-control are nothing but vulnerable.

The boy's casual eyes and movements made it difficult for him to restrain himself.

But not today...

Mo Jinhuai couldn't bear to see Qiao Jiao sad, the little thing seemed to be thinking wildly, and his eyes were red.

I originally wanted to give a surprise, forget it, let's say it...

"Tomorrow is our engagement ceremony," Mo Jinhuai reached out and touched Qiao Jiao's smooth cheeks, "You don't want to be carried to the scene tomorrow, do you?" Qiao Jiao was startled, he almost forgot about it.

"No, listen to me, I can't get engaged to you!" Qiao Jiao blurted out, looking into the man's dark eyes.

"What?!" The pupils in the black eyes constricted and suddenly became dull.

"We don't want to get married...isn't it good like it is now? We...well..."

Before Qiao Jiao finished speaking, the man frantically rushed forward and blocked his mouth.

The voice of the system came from the head: "Congratulations to the host, you got the 'kiss of tyranny', completed the eighth system task, and got the system reward 'Peeping Eye'!"

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