That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Phew... When Jinyu raises the child and I retire, we will live like this every day..."

The man was soaking in the hot spring water, with his little daughter-in-law in his arms, and "clicked" the red apple that the daughter-in-law fed to her mouth. It felt like the pinnacle of his life.

While feeding Mo Jinhuai who was in a giant baby state, Qiao Jiao ruthlessly shattered his fantasy: "Hehe, you have to count on this, I'm afraid you won't be able to retire in this lifetime."

"It's okay, as long as I can see you after get off work every day, that's fine."

The man lowered his head and kissed him, filling Qiao Jiao's mouthful of apple juice, it was very sweet.

Mo Jinhuai is a typical workaholic. He didn't know how to enjoy life in the past, but later he discovered that as long as he is with Qiao Jiao, he can experience supreme happiness.

The man curled the boy's soft hair with his fingers: "Jiaojiao, you are my baby."

These words were too nasty, Qiao Jiao couldn't bear it.

Goosebumps spread from his arms to his body, and he shivered so much that he shrank into the hot spring water.

But Mo Jinhuai is right to say that he is a treasure. Speaking of which, he, Qiao Xiaojiao, is still a luxury!

... Not counting the breeding expenses, it cost the man hundreds of millions just to buy it home. Except for the Patriarch of the Mo family, few people really can afford it.

Mo Jinhuai saw that Qiao Jiao was nesting in the water, like an aquatic plant, and nodded the hair on the top of his head funny: "What are you doing hiding in the water? Are you a kappa? You will be bald here."

Qiao Jiao was so frightened that she came out of the water again.

To be honest, only when Mo Jinhuai was together did he dare to get so close to Shui.

After all, he had drowned once, and he was always very careful with water.

When he came to take a bath by himself, he only dared to squat on the edge, and didn't dare to completely immerse his body in the hot spring water like this.

Qiao Jiao didn't want her fear of water to be discovered by Mo Jinhuai, so she pretended to be annoyed and said, "You are bald, and you will be bald if you indulge too much!"

Mo Jinhuai didn't care about this kind of child's quarrelsome backlash: "I'm not afraid of being bald, it doesn't matter."

The implication is that indulgence is still necessary.

As the man said, he squeezed Qiao Jiao under the water, but he didn't know where he touched it. It was slippery, causing Qiao Jiao to exclaim.

"You said you'd better not mess with me!" The boy grabbed the man's neck like a furious kitten.

Mo Jinhuai didn't make any effort, stared straight at Qiao Jiao, and rubbed the boy's hands on his neck ambiguously: "Do you want it? I'll kill you."

Chi...not rare..." Qiao Jiao looked away, breathing very hot.

In Mo Jinhuai's eyes, the boy's face was reddened by the heat of the hot spring water, and he looked even better than the apple he ate just now.

Want to eat

The man followed his heart, and leaned towards Qiao Jiao's bright red lips moistened by water.

"Wait, wait!"

Qiao Jiao hurriedly covered his mouth and hid back. He was really afraid of water and didn't want to mess around in the water at all.

Maybe other couples take a mandarin duck bath, water and milk? It feels good to mingle or something, but for Qiao Jiao, it's like a nightmare.

It was his limit to be able to accompany Mo Jinhuai to soak in the hot spring like this, and he really couldn't do it while floating in the water with a man.

Being pressed into the water by a man will make him lose control of his body, and he will recall the horrible memory of dying, maybe he will choke on the water, or even suffocate.

interest……

The more Qiao Jiao thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face began to turn pale.

Mo Jinhuai used to only care about his own comfort, but now he finally knows whether paying attention to Qiao Jiao is just as happy.

The little thing's reaction was too great, its thin body trembled violently, it looked like a small fallen leaf that was about to wither, and looked quite frightened.

"what happened?"

Mo Jinhuai let go of Qiao Jiao, grabbed the bath towel from the side and wrapped the boy well: "I won't move you... Be good, tell me, what are you afraid of?" Qiao Jiao opened his mouth, but didn't come out. Voice.

He didn't know whether he should tell Mo Jinhuai about that matter - about the fact that he drowned once.

Don't look at him as heartless, but as long as he thinks about it, the fear at that time will press on his chest like a boulder.

"I'm sorry... Can I do well when I go back? I really can't do it in the water..." Qiao Jiao muttered with her head down.

Mo Jinhuai was really having a hard time.

The boy is not consciously sitting on his lap yet, the skin-to-skin contact feels soft and creamy. Under the steaming of the hot spring water, the sweet fragrance from the little thing evaporates and erodes his self-control like an aphrodisiac. .

Mo Jinhuai was about to explode, but he just slightly adjusted his sitting posture, and gently wrapped his arms around Qiao Jiao: "Of course, if you don't want it, don't do it, Jiaojiao, I just want to know what you are afraid of..."

The man thought about Qiao Jiao's words just now: "It's not good in the water...but it's good in other places. Are you afraid of water?"

Mo Jinhuai is not very sure, because although Qiao Jiao is a landlubber, he liked water very much when he was a child, especially when he went to the beach with his bare feet to tread water.

"Hmm..." Qiao Jiao leaned on the man's shoulder and hugged Mo Jinhuai's neck. This posture made him feel very safe.

The drowning incident gave him a PTSD reaction, which would be triggered in a similar environment.

This post-traumatic stress disorder is a disease of the mental system, and Qiao Jiao knew that perhaps only by speaking out could he completely open up the knot in his heart.

If you can't say it directly, let's put it another way...

"Brother Huai, let me tell you a story, okay?" Qiao Jiao asked anxiously.

"Well, say it."

Where would Mo Jinhuai be in the mood to listen to stories right now?

Qiao Jiao's silky body was sticking to his body, and it's not like he couldn't do it, so how could he not respond?

But the few sane people left told him that the story Qiao Jiao was going to tell was very important, very important.

...Be sure to listen patiently.

Qiao Jiao pressed close to the man's ear, his tone was very soft: "Do you know why the hot spring here is so good, but no one comes?"

"Because most of the people staying in the village are old people and children, it is very difficult to climb to the top of the back mountain?" Mo Jinhuai asked.

Qiao Jiao smiled slightly: "This is the reason, but the main reason is... there is an unlucky legend circulating here."

The man's forehead twitched.

"There used to be a man who rescued a little lynx near here, but in fact it was a cat that had become a spirit... The little lynx went down the mountain in the form of a boy, came into contact with that man, and got acquainted with it... "

Qiao Jiao paused, and touched the man's ear with soft lips: "Brother Huai, are you listening?"

"Yeah." Mo Jinhuai's breathing was extremely heavy, "Continue talking."

"Little Shanmao fell in love with that man unknowingly, and recommended himself as a husband and wife with him on a mat. I took someone else's stand-in, ran away in a moment of embarrassment, and got into trouble in my panic, exposing myself as a ghost..."

Qiao Jiao said quietly: "The little lynx was besieged by Taoist priests who exorcised demons, and fell into the nearby spring water. As a result, it drowned..."

"And then?" Mo Jinhuai asked.

"Then?" Qiao Jiao shook his head, "There is no more."

He made up the story here, and it feels much better to say it, so there is nothing else.

But the man seemed to be addicted to it, and he refused to let go: "There must be a later one, don't cats have nine lives? That's still a cat demon, won't it be resurrected?"

Qiao Jiao was startled, and nodded in a strange way: "Yes...he...was resurrected..."

Mo Jinhuai pushed Qiao Jiao's wet hair behind his ears: "Yes, he should be resurrected, and then go back to the man, and ask the man himself if he is a substitute... He should trust his own eyes, fiancee or something , maybe it's just a misunderstanding."

Qiao Jiao's nose was sour, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his chest: "You're right, it's a misunderstanding... If only he could have asked clearly before deciding whether to leave or not."

Mo Jinhuai smiled: "Fortunately, he was resurrected, God gave him another chance, he should be with that man properly."

"Well, he will..." Qiao Jiao nestled into the man's arms, and his body submerged in the water moved.

Mo Jinhuai's lower abdominal muscles tightened: "Jiaojiao?"

"Huh?" Qiao Jiao bit her lip, a bright red color appeared on her smooth and fair skin.

"Don't you...don't do it?" Mo Jinhuai asked hoarsely.

The boy smiled lowly: "...hehe, I want it again."

After telling the story, Qiao Jiao suddenly felt that the water was not so scary.

He has already been resurrected, since God gave him another chance, he should stick with Mo Jinhuai for the rest of his life!

Mo Jinhuai gritted her teeth: "...Don't cry for a while."

The little daughter-in-law said she wanted it, what can a husband do?To satisfy him of course.

Mo Jinhuai endured it for a long time, and finally he was able to raise his head, and with a low growl, it was a toss to support Qiao Jiao.

The water in the hot spring pool seems to be boiled, the water splashes everywhere, and the water waves are layered...

Later, Qiao Jiao was carried down the mountain by a man, and the next day her waist was sore and her legs were weak.

Not having the strength to make breakfast by themselves, the two of them could only go to the elementary school cafeteria to eat and drink.

Qiao Jiao took a sip of porridge, and her face turned red when she remembered last night.

It's still a raging wave, even if you are happy for a while after untying your knot, you shouldn't mess around with Mo Jinhuai in the hot spring.

The water has gone in...

Qiao Jiao moved her waist uncomfortably, then turned to look at Mo Jinhuai.

He was worried that the man's expensive mouth would not be used to eating in the cafeteria, but he didn't expect the dead man to be quite able to adapt, and he ate a lot.

However, Mo Jinhuai is probably the only one who can eat a small steamed bun that costs four yuan to look like a jade plate.

If it is said that Qiao Jiao has an innate temperament of a young master, then Mo Jinhuai is a typical aristocratic style.

Watching men dine is definitely a visual treat.

"Have you seen enough?" the man asked without looking up.

"Cough..." Qiao Jiao choked on his own saliva, and hurriedly choked on the hot porridge.

"Does it look good?" Mo Jinhuai broke open the soft bun and put it in his mouth gracefully.

To be eaten by a man is probably the most glorious moment in this mantou's life. May I ask how many mantou can enter the stomach of President Mo?

"Yes... what's there to see? Who hasn't seen anyone eat before!"

Qiao Jiao turned her head away, grabbed a steamed bun and said "Ah Woo" and took a big bite to cover up her blushing.

Mo Jinhuai stretched out his hand to pull him: "Eat slowly, your stomach is bad, and eating in such a hurry is not good for digestion."

Qiao Jiao's mouth was stuffed with steamed buns, and his speech was slurred, but there was no lack of disgust in his eyes: "It's because you eat too slowly, and it takes a long time to eat a steamed bun."

Mo Jinhuai looked down at the white and fat little steamed bun in his hand, and he didn't know what to think of, his eyes were dark.

He suddenly grinned, revealing the tip of a vicious canine tooth: "Squeeze it... because it feels familiar."

"Huh?" Qiao Jiao didn't understand what he meant, and asked stupidly, "What?"

I saw Mo Jinhuai holding the two little white steamed buns close together, and even flicked the one on the right with his fingers. The poor little steamed bun immediately shook tremblingly.

The man smiled narrowly: "Does it look like yours..."

"Shut up!" Qiao Jiao's thighs stiffened, and he clamped his buttocks tightly.

Don't just drive without a word, okay?

Last night Mo Jinhuai pushed him against the big rock by the hot spring and did exactly the same thing to him, and now his right side still hurts...

abnormal!Why on earth did he want to marry such a well-dressed beast? !

When Mo Jinhuai was silent, he was gentle and elegant, but when he spoke, he was a trash and scum.

Tsk, I don't know if the dead man belongs to dry garbage or wet garbage, it's not easy to throw away...

It's not just the two of them in the cafeteria, it's inevitable that Mo Jinhuai would talk nonsense again, so Qiao Jiao had no choice but to change the subject: "Hey, is it okay for you to stay here like this? Mo Shi, don't you care? Can Mo Jinyu see it?"

Mo Jinhuai had just molested his little daughter-in-law, and happily ate the two little steamed buns that were close together: "Isn't there still Sheng Han, nothing serious will happen."

"What can't be a big deal?! I've seen the reports, they thought you were missing!" Qiao Jiao wanted to shake Mo Jinhuai's shoulder, "Do you know how much manpower and material resources Mo Jinyu spends every day looking for you?" ? If this continues, the Mo family will be completely defeated by him!"

Mo Jinhuai raised her eyebrows: "That's right, she's a bit of a housewife, and she knows how to help me with housekeeping."

"Go one by one!"

If it wasn't for all the hard work, Qiao Jiao would have sprayed the porridge in the man's face.

Mo Jinhuai said leisurely: "There's no need to worry, Jinyu should know where we are."

Qiao Jiao bit the spoon and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "Ah! Check!"

"That's right, it's a check. The check signed yesterday for the elementary school donation must be paid from Mo's."

The man clapped his hands after eating and drinking: "If Jin Yu has any brains, he should find them today..."