That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Qiao Chen's face was extremely ugly.

In the past, Qiao Jiao never dared to talk to him like this.

"Qiao Jiao! Don't forget who your surname is! You were an obedient child in the past, but after staying in Mo's for a while, you have lost your rules!" Qiao Chen tried to restrain Qiao Jiao with his father's majesty.

But the effect is not good.

Before coming here, Qiao Jiao was ready for everything.

He smiled nonchalantly: "You also said that was in the past, but I am so obedient that I can't even be named Joe now."

Qiao Chen raised his eyebrows: "What? You still want to change your name?!"

Qiao Jiao shook his head: "You think too much, this name is given by my mother, I am reluctant to change it, but the surname..."

Hearing this, Qiao Chen felt a little guilty.

Qiao Jiao is not his biological child, so it's fine to keep it a secret before, but now that Qiao Jiao knows, it's normal that he doesn't want to be surnamed Qiao.

But if he even changed his surname, he would really have nothing to do with Qiao Jiao. In the future, it would be difficult for the ancestor of the Mo family to give him the green light...

"The combination of the surname and the first name is also given by your mother!" The implication cannot be changed.

Qiao Chen stiffened his neck, trying to get along with Qiao Jiao even though he was old-fashioned.

Qiao Jiao smiled: "Of course, the name has been used for more than 20 years, and I'm used to it. I don't plan to change anything."

"It's just that you sold me to Mo Jinhuai, which made me owe him hundreds of millions. I can't afford it, so I have to agree to marry him and pay him the rest of my life. This is according to the old rules..."

He paused intentionally, and slowly turned the ring on his ring finger: "It's to bear my husband's surname."

Qiao Jiao sneered in his heart as he spoke.

...The crown husband's surname...then he has to be called "Mo Qiaojiao"?

It's too ugly, he doesn't want it!

These words were just said to anger Qiao Chen.

But for some reason, when I really spit it out of my mouth, my heart was inexplicably sweet.

Mo Jinhuai would probably be very happy to hear him say "Guanfu's surname".

No, the dead man must be super happy!

He knew that Mo Jinhuai liked him when he got married, but the night before leaving the village, he really felt how much Mo Jinhuai loved him...

Qiao Jiao heard a sentence.

——If someone is willing to hug you all night, watch the stars, watch the moon and talk about life, sleep in each other's arms but do nothing, then he either has no interest in you, or loves you badly.

He believed that Mo Jinhuai was the latter.

The dead man was so interested in him, so strong that he could feel it clearly.

After all, when Mo Jinhuai held him from behind to look at the stars that night, something kept poking him...

Probably out of concern for his body, the man just hugged him tightly, watched the distant mountains, bright moon, and stars outside the window with him, talked about their future, taught him how to deal with Shen's troubles, and let him waste his energy. Not at all.

Mo Jinhuai sniffed his neck impatiently and masochistically, as if he was a sweet little candy.

Qiao Jiao could clearly feel that Mo Jinhuai was getting more and more excited, but he didn't even dare to kiss him, as if he would lose control if he touched him.

This forbearance was quite tormenting for Mo Jinhuai.

In Qiao Jiao's eyes, this kind of torment was completely superfluous foolish behavior.

Well, the marriage is over, so what else is there to endure?Come if you want!

Although he was dizzy due to the side effects of the universal water during the day, he is in good health now and there is no problem at all.

But Mo Jinhuai didn't believe him, and insisted on treating him as a fragile item that could only be admired and not played with. While smelling him, he tried his best to endure it, so as not to be aroused by the special sweet scent and uncontrollable desire.

"Damn..." Qiao Jiao couldn't help cursing.

The virtue of a dead man is like a vicious dog who has been starving for three days and three nights is holding a delicious meat bun, but he is reluctant to eat it.

Hearing the man's increasingly heavy breathing, Qiao Jiao worried that she would be bitten suddenly by Mo Jinhuai.

"Hey, it's itchy..." Qiao Jiao scrunched his neck and hummed, "Kiss if you want, and do it if you want to, why are you dawdling?"

It's fine for the dead man to just touch him, and smell it from a distance of less than one centimeter, and it's still on the sensitive neck. He was already ticklish and couldn't bear it at all.

"No, I can't kiss you..."

Mo Jinhuai murmured: "Jiaojiao, you are an addiction that I can't quit, and I will sink if I take it... Now the forbearance is the limit, if I touch you who are so soft, I can't control it..."

How else can I not listen to old men talking about love.

Qiao Jiao felt that listening to Mo Jinhuai talk about love was more exciting than just picking up a gun.

Or...does it feel different?

Going to bed with Mo Jinhuai is like the bones of the whole body being disassembled and then reassembled. It is hearty, painful and refreshing.

Listening to Mo Jinhuai talking about love, it was like being put in warm water and simmered slowly over a low fire, his whole body was numb and electrified.

The only thing they have in common is that they're all terrible.

Qiao Jiao blushed, raised her hand to push the man's dog's head: "What's the smell?"

"Very fragrant..." Mo Jinhuai seemed to be appraising some precious perfume, or holding a plate of precious delicacies.

This kind of smell without direct contact, Qiao Jiao thought it was okay in just a short while, but...

"You've been smelling it for over an hour! Don't bother!" he complained.

The man's obsessed look reminded him of an event from a long time ago.

Qiao Jiao asked curiously: "Let me ask you, did I have this smell when I was a child?"

The man always said that he had a sweet scent on him, but he couldn't smell it himself, so he was very curious. He used to be curious about what the smell smelled like, but now he wants to know how this scent makes Mo Jinhuai smell like a knock Aphrodisiac? When does the medicine-like smell start to be produced.

If he was born with it, wouldn't Mo Jinhuai have desires for him from a very early age?

The man put his chin on the boy's neck greedily: "When I was a child? How young?"

Qiao Jiao thought for a while: "Hmm...you are in your teens...the second year of junior high school, did you have it when you were in the second year of junior high school?"

The man chuckled a few times: "A little kid with no hair, how can there be any fragrance? The smell of milk is similar."

carry on?There's none? Qiao Jiao looked at him suspiciously, "Then you are also interested in the taste of children's milk?"Pervert it! "

Mo Jinhuai was puzzled: "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't do anything to you at that time, did I?"

"Uh, no..." Qiao Jiao pursed her lips and poked her fingers.

Mo Jinhuai pulled him over and looked at him face to face: "Why do I think there is something in your words?"

Qiao Jiao suppressed a smile: "You really don't remember?"

After asking this question, Mo Jinhuai was also a little uncertain: "Should...haven't done anything..."

Although Qiao Jiao was the youngest daughter-in-law he considered, but at that time Qiao Jiao was too young to do such beastly things.

Qiao Jiao grinned: "Do you still remember that summer vacation, when I stayed at your house for a while?"

Mo Jinhuai thought for a while and nodded.

Then he emphasized: "You were the one who insisted on sleeping with me the night before. If you were not allowed to enter the room, you would scratch the door, little bad cat."

Mo Jinhuai remembered that day very clearly.

The little thing went to his house as soon as the summer vacation was over, playing with Mo Jinyu during the day, but softly calling "Brother Huai" at night, he must sleep with him.

Looking back now, he can't help admiring his determination at the time: "I was well-behaved that night."

"Well," Qiao Jiao smiled brightly, "Before you fell asleep, you behaved well, and after you fell asleep..."

A trace of confusion flashed in the man's black eyes: "...After falling asleep? What else can I do when I'm asleep?"

The attraction of the little things to him was too strong, so he kept a high level of tension that day, clasped his hands in front of his chest in the posture of a mummy, sleeping honestly, for fear that his hands would reach out to Qiao Jiao.

But after falling asleep, how could he have any impression?

Qiao Jiao turned sideways, pointed at the base of her neck and showed it to Mo Jinhuai: "Here, I was bitten by you here, and you know how sharp your own canine teeth are, and the mark took more than a week to disappear!"

The man froze.

He didn't know that he would bite people when he fell asleep, but the fragrant and soft little thing was sleeping next to him. He was only in his twenties at the time, and it was when he was young, so it was indeed possible that he would bite involuntarily in his dreams. ...

Mo Jinhuai suddenly realized: "So...you won't sleep with me from the next day?"

"Of course! Who knows if you will bite someone after you fall asleep..."

Qiao Jiao blinked slyly: "Brother Huai, do you think I don't like you again?"

Mo Jinhuai: "..." Yes!He has been troubled by this for a long time!

I couldn't understand why the enthusiastic little daughter-in-law who was scratching the door of his room the day before suddenly ignored him.

Qiao Jiao squinted "hehe" twice: I knew it.

He and Mo Jinhuai had so many misunderstandings, it cannot be said to be the responsibility of a single person.

It's that after knowing each other for so many years, they have become the people who understand each other best and least.

Familiar with each other's every habit, know each other's hobbies, but carefully test each other's intentions, because they care too much about each other, so they worry too much about gains and losses, and always think that the other party doesn't love themselves because of some trivial things.

really stupid...

The night outside the window is getting darker, the moon seems to be covered with a layer of fluffy cotton, and the stars seem to be sleepy, not blinking as hard as before.

Qiao Jiao leaned against Mo Jinhuai. On the last night in the village, he wanted to just cuddle up with a man like this.

At dawn, they had to separate temporarily again.

Mo Jinhuai arranged for the elite from the secretariat to come to the primary school to help substitute for the class, and he had to communicate with the village head about the establishment of a rose-themed resort, so he couldn't leave for the time being.

And he had to rush back to Shen's to deal with this big trouble, Qiao Chen...

"Mo, Mo, President Mo is here too?"

Qiao Chen poked his head around Qiao Jiao's back.

Qiao Jiao was pulled back to her senses, and she felt angrily in her heart: If you hadn't caused trouble, I would still be happy in the small village with a dead man!

His face was light: "Not really."

Qiao Chen obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good..."

Qiao Jiao straightened his cuffs in a funny way, but he didn't realize that this movement was very similar to Mo Jinhuai's.

"Although he didn't come, but..."

The boy paused, raised his eyelids and looked at Qiao Chen: "He has prepared everything for me to solve troubles."