That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Mo Jinyu and Qin Shenghan left, while Qiao Jiao was still up and down in the cubicle next to him.

"Concentrate." Mo Jinhuai looked into Qiao Jiao's eyes, his words were gentle, and he looked like two different people from the previous tyrannical appearance.

However, Qiao Jiao couldn't see him clearly, his eyes were filled with physiological tears, they were misty, and he could only see the hazy silhouette of the man through the mist.

He couldn't stand a little, his hands were propped on the wall of the cubicle, and his body was trembling violently.

"Why don't you talk?" Mo Jinhuai suddenly lowered his tone, "You won't forget the topic we discussed earlier, right?"

Qiao Jiao's spine was so tense that tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at Mo Jinhuai pitifully.

He felt like a cat caught by its tail. He wished he could twist into a ball. He really wanted to bite the opponent or stretch out his paw to scratch him. I dare not make mistakes when I take it back.

Mo Jinhuai looked at Qiao Jiao with satisfaction as he twisted slightly with impatience. The fiery red skirt stuck to his body and outlined a moving curve, which was very pleasing to the eyes of the beholders.

"I made the right choice, this dress really suits you."

Mo Jinhuai pressed against Qiao Jiao's ear and whispered in a magnetic voice.

Qiao Jiao's body was trained little by little by Mo Jinhuai three years ago. He has long been taught how bad men are. He can tell that a man is in a bad mood just by hearing this voice.

He understood very well that Mo Jinhuai obviously did not calm down in the current situation, and was even planning how to torment him. If he was obedient and obedient, he might feel better, but if he confronted Mo Jinhuai, he might be punished. Treated...

"Heh... as long as you like it..." Qiao Jiao said obediently, even with a flattering tone.

"Well, you look good dressed like this," Mo Jinhuai's eyes blurred, "Jiaojiao, sometimes, I really want to lock you in a hut where no one is around, and let you dress like this, only for me to see, and only for me." can see."

Qiao Jiao was frightened by Mo Jinhuai's Yinyang expression, and subconsciously asked, "You don't want to turn me into a woman, do you..."

Mo Jinhuai shook her head: "No, I just don't want you to come out of the house. It's inconvenient to escape if you dress like this."

He tore off two bulging breast pads: "How can these fake things have your natural appearance..."

Qiao Jiao was so frightened that he covered his chest. Mo Jinhuai's eyes frightened him. There were only chest stickers inside. Could it be...

He guessed right, the man really does not change his temper...

After a while, Mo Jinhuai ignored his struggle, tore off the two small patches the size of a palm, and threw them into the trash can, allowing Qiao Jiao to complete the transformation from C cup to A- within half a minute.

"Hmm..." Qiao Jiao's skin was thin, and it was very painful to be pulled by the patch, so he let out a muffled snort.

Mo Jinhuai said with a sinister smile: "I still like your current appearance. Shen Yiyuan probably also likes you like this. Even if you are dressed as a woman, he can recognize you at a glance."

These words reminded Qiao Jiao that he still had something to explain just now, and was interrupted by the sudden episode of Mo Jinyu and Qin Shenghan.

"Shen Yiyuan and I have nothing..." Enduring the stimulation and slight pain constantly brought by the man, he choked up his voice.

Mo Jinhuai didn't believe it: "Oh, if you say there is no one, then there is no one? Back then when you were under the tree, I saw it with my own eyes..."

"It's just close, it didn't touch!"

Qiao Jiao interrupted the man with a growl, he had no choice but to make a sound under the current situation, instead of moaning, he could only yell.

Mo Jinhuai paused: "Didn't we meet? Aren't you guys kissing?!"

Qiao Jiao raised his hand and pushed the man: "First, let me go...Let me make it clear to you..."

Mo Jinhuai hesitated to let go of his hand, but Qiao Jiao might have been manipulated for too long, so he relaxed for a while, and he couldn't control himself...

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Qiao Jiao was very afraid of angering Mo Jinhuai, a crazy man, again.

He didn't care about anything else, hurriedly lifted the hem of his skirt, and boldly wiped Mo Jinhuai's hands.

The hands were wiped clean, but the red skirt was stained with stains, which was very obvious. Qiao Jiao blushed so badly that she could only turn her eyes away and pretended she didn't see anything.

"That... I know when you're talking about..."

He was still in the aftertaste of expressing his words, and he hurriedly explained to Mo Jinhuai before he could catch his breath.

This misunderstanding is really too big, no wonder the man brought up the first kiss with him again and again, and Mo Jinhuai thought that he was kissing Shen Yiyuan back then.

Simply incredible!

Qiao Jiao told Mo Jinhuai everything about consulting with Shen Yiyuan about kissing skills and how Shen Yiyuan taught him to break through the safe distance. It was only for Mo Jinhuai to ask.

I can't say it, it's too embarrassing...

Although Mo Jinhuai still didn't fully believe it after hearing it, a small bud sprang up from the bottom of his heart, and soon a pure white, fragile, small flower that was ostentatious in the wind bloomed

The man suddenly realized a very important key.

If those things back then were all misunderstandings, wouldn't that mean that Qiao Jiao's first kiss was actually with him...

Mo Jinhuai asked hesitantly: "Jiaojiao, then your..."

"Follow you! In your rose field! That kiss from dusk to dusk!"

Before Mo Jinhuai finished speaking, Qiao Jiao quickly answered, speaking clearly and without leaking, he didn't believe that Mo Jinhuai could still dream this time.

The man who had experienced all kinds of turmoil was stunned in disbelief after hearing this answer, and then his brows and eyes were gradually stained with joy, and the joy bloomed little by little, and it didn't take long for it to cover his entire face.

Mo Jinhuai seemed to hear a "click" in his heart, and the knot in his heart that had been entangled for many years was suddenly opened.

And, the final answer is towards him.

It was something he had hoped for for many years and thought he would never get it. It was like holding a lottery ticket in his hand that was regarded as waste paper, and suddenly learned that it was the first prize before claiming the prize.

Unbelievable, extremely eager, and impatient to confirm.

"Really?" Mo Jinhuai was cautious, and lowered her voice, for fear that the truth would be as fragile as a bubble, and would disappear if it was shattered.

Qiao Jiao pouted, and her cheeks were a little redder on top of the thin red that had just been dyed, showing a gorgeous crimson color: "At that time...you didn't feel it.

are you there? "

"What does it feel like..."

Mo Jinhuai recalled the situation at that time, and it seemed that something was gradually surfacing.

At that time, he only cared about enjoying the soft lips of the other party, plundering the sweet taste of the other party, he was too hasty and too aggressive, like swallowing a jujube, something important was ignored at that moment.

Thinking about it now, at that time Qiao Jiao was simply forced to open his mouth to cooperate with him, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, his lips and tongue were stiff, his body was still shaking, and he couldn't even take a breath...

What does all this put together mean?

His Jiaojiao is simply the first time!That jerky response was evidence of total inexperience.

On that day, he dyed a piece of pure white paper with a strong color for the first time...

The body takes action before the mind, Mo Jinhuai hugged Qiao Jiao into his arms, and hugged him tightly: "Jiaojiao..."

Qiao Jiao was almost suffocated by being strangled, who knows what this dead man is doing with his upper body so strong!

"Don't you just like this one? You like strong ones," the system dutifully reported while heying, "Psychic value +500! What a great host!"

Qiao Jiao was startled.

Can you add 500 at once?Just to confirm the ownership of the first kiss, Mo Jinhuai rewarded him with nearly two years of life? !

No matter how he thought about the head rubbing against his neck, it was far from the iceberg man, and Qiao Jiao was itchy and dry from being rubbed.

Could Mo Jinhuai be...acting like a baby?

Are you that happy?

It was his first kiss, not Su Yibai's, that could make a man so happy?

Qiao Jiao retracted her hands, hesitantly slowly wrapped her arms around Mo Jinhuai's generous back, and patted it lightly.

As if inspired, Mo Jinhuai turned his head and kissed Qiao Jiao's neck: "Jiaojiao..."

"Itchy..." Qiao Jiao shrank his neck and pushed the man, "No, don't be here..."

Mo Jinhuai bit her small Adam's apple through her delicate skin, her voice was deep and hoarse: "Want to go back?"

Qiao Jiao had the feeling that he was doomed tonight, but if he really wanted to be killed by Mo Jinhuai, he chose to lie down instead of standing in the cubicle of the men's bathroom.

"Go back," stamped his heel uncomfortably, "these shoes hurt too much...your legs too..."

What Qiao Jiao said is correct, Mo Jinhuai's prosthetic limb has long been embedded in the flesh, it may have worn out the skin, and it hurts, but the man has been trying not to show it on his face.

Mo Jinhuai raised his head and stared straight at Qiao Jiao, the more he looked at this little face, the more he liked it.

His Jiaojiao still knows how to miss his legs!

"Well, go home," Mo Jinhuai pinched Qiao Jiao's chin and pecked his lips again, "You don't like being here, so we'll go back."

Qiao Jiao was dazzled by Mo Jinhuai's smile. How could this man look so good-looking when he smiled? Fortunately, he doesn't like to smile, otherwise he would have caused so many mad bees

He wandered off in his thoughts and didn't move his mind. He nodded foolishly and said, "Okay."

Satisfied, Mo Jinhuai opened the door latch, pulled Qiao Jiao and went out.

"Wait!"

As soon as the door opened, Mo Jinhuai suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"Why, what's the matter?" Qiao Jiao didn't know what the man was going to do again, and was a little nervous.

Mo Jinhuai couldn't bend her legs, so she bent down with great difficulty, and picked up the small piece of white lace fabric on the ground under Qiao Jiao's blank eyes.

The man raised the small white cloth hair in front of Qiao Jiao's eyes, shook it, and stuffed it into his pocket very naturally: "Don't throw things around, and... how can others pick up the ones that are worn?"

Qiao Jiao suddenly blushed.

It's too shameless...

How could a dead man pass him through... so naturally put it in his pocket!