That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Mo Jinhuai tidied up his pockets, looked up at Qiao Jiao and frowned.

Qiao Jiao: "???"

Mo Jinhuai put his hand on his head, twisted his wrist to make him rotate 180 degrees on the spot, and looked at the mirror behind him.

Qiao Jiao turned his head calmly, and opened his eyes wide after seeing himself clearly in the mirror. In his mind, it seemed that a group of jubilant grass-mud horses roared by on the other side of the mountain and the other side of the sea.

The person in the mirror is too...

Before going out, after putting on this damn little skirt, he looked in the mirror once.

Although it is awkward, but I have to say that if the person in the mirror is not himself, he will probably give this level of "beauty" a lot of sideways glances.

floating shell

but now

The mask is gone, the makeup is in a mess, the false eyelashes are hanging on the bridge of the nose, the long wig is crooked, the dark eyeliner and eye shadow have fallen off, and there are two tear marks on the face, and the lipstick is smeared all over the chin , the whole makeup was so ruined that he couldn't see it at all. He really admired Mo Jinhuai's ability to speak to such a face just now...

What I was wearing was even more indescribable. The small skirt fit very well, but Mo Jinhuai lost the chest pad, and the clothes on the chest were loose.

The off-the-shoulder neckline was stretched, although it would not be exposed, but it was not awkward to hang on the body, the skirt was wrinkled and messy, and the corners were stained with dried dirt...

- When a gust of wind blew, Qiao Jiao's legs trembled and he shivered.

That's right, inside the little skirt, he is still in a vacuum...

Qiao Jiao was very hesitant about her appearance like a woman who had lost her footing, and looked at Mo Jinhuai helplessly: "Why... how to get out?"

Mo Jinhuai's suit jacket was left on Qiao Qiao before, and then it was thrown on the balcony railing. Right now, there is no extra clothes to cover it.

The man thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking someone to deliver a suit to the bathroom of the club.

Qiao Jiao shrank back into the cubicle obediently. He still appeared in the men's room like this, but if people saw him, they would definitely treat him as a transvestite or transvestite with an improper job...

Moreover, he reckoned that Mo Jinhuai didn't really want his virtue to be seen.

The small door of the cubicle was ajar, Qiao Jiao poked his head out from inside, his posture matched with the current makeup, he looked like a horror in the bathroom.

Mo Jinhuai looked back at him after making the phone call, and smiled: "Little painted face cat."

The man raised his hand and rubbed Qiao Jiao's head, and helped him take off the wig that was about to slip off.

Whoops!It's too foul!Why is Mo Jinhuai's doting eyes and doting tone swollen? !

Men's attitudes change too quickly!

Just now, I wished I could crush him to ashes, but now he is my darling?

Could it be that she knew she had taken his first kiss and now wants to take a little responsibility for him? ?

Qiao Jiao blinked and cried Kazilan's big eyes, and decided to give Mo Jinhuai a try.

"Brother Huai..."

Qiao Jiaomian yelled, and under the sight of the man, a sexy little jio wearing red high heels stuck out from the crack of the door: "My feet hurt so much..."

The system complained in his heart about his impressive IQ: "Host, is it interesting for you to be so coquettish with a limp? Can he hug you or carry you!"

Oh too...

Qiao Jiao pursed his lips. In fact, he regretted it after complaining. Indeed, what's the use of telling Mo Jinhuai that his feet hurt when he wears high heels?

Although the man is standing today, he is also walking with prosthetic limbs. It is already very difficult to support himself, and it is impossible to hold him around as easily as in the past...

Mo Jinhuai saw the little Jio who was about to shrink back, and took off his shoes without thinking: "Put them on."

He kicked the shoes to Qiao Jiao's feet: "If you think it's too big, drag it around, it's better than wearing high heels."

The man's prosthetics are fixed from the knee to the sole of the foot, which cannot be seen when wearing shoes, but if they are taken off, the metal equipment protruding from the trousers and covering the feet will be obvious.

"Your feet..." Qiao Jiao hesitated as he looked at the two big shoes in front of him.

Mo Jinhuai's heart was high, and she didn't make a sound while wearing the prosthetic limb in such pain. She definitely didn't want people to see the state of her feet that was different from ordinary people.

Noticing that Qiao Jiao was staring at him, Mo Jinhuai said indifferently: "My script has no feeling since it was born, and it is covered by the metal pad of the prosthetic limb. It doesn't matter if I have shoes or not."

Qiao Jiao took off the high heels, and drew a circle on the back of the right instep with his left toe: "Forget it... I can just go barefoot, as long as I don't wear the high heels, it won't hurt..."

His two feet are white, with beautiful curves, and the skin on the instep is thin, with some light blue veins showing through, making his feet as clear as jade, and his round toes are petite and lovely.

Mo Jinhuai just glanced at it, then put on a straight face, raised his chin and tapped the shoes on the ground, and said uncompromisingly, "Let me put them on immediately."

His bright, from head to toe is his alone, only he can see those feet!

Knowing about Mo Jinhuai's little-known foot fetish, Qiao Jiao felt uncomfortable being stared at by his scorching gaze, so she hurriedly slipped her feet into Mo Jinhuai's high-end leather shoes.

so big...

The size does not fit, it's hard to say...

Qiao Jiao stepped on it twice, it was very comfortable, but it was too big, like two small boats.

Mo Jinhuai looked at Qiao Jiao's two slender ankles with fascination. Just wearing high heels didn't show it, but now that he put on his big shoes, it showed how tight those white and tender ankles were.

"In a few days, I'll let you go out after the arrangements are made." Mo Jinhuai said suddenly.

Qiao Jiao raised her face in surprise: "Are you serious?! Don't go back on your word, I'm going to school, and I'm going to take on the show!"

The makeup on his face can immediately sing Beijing opera on stage, but Mo Jinhuai can see something in those shining eyes that moves his heart. There is a warm current in his chest, and a heart is pounding beat.

Men have not had this feeling called heartbeat for many years.

Starting from misunderstanding Qiao Jiao, from thinking that Qiao Jiao gave Shen Yiyuan his first kiss, his heart seemed to be petrified, stiff and cold, without any warmth.

But now it was throbbing violently in his chest again, for the same person.

Maybe Qiao Jiao doesn't like him yet, but she doesn't like Shen Yiyuan either. As long as Jiao Jiao doesn't like someone, he still has a chance.

He wanted to solve the mystery of three years ago, as long as he was sure that it had nothing to do with Qiao Jiao, he could pamper him wholeheartedly.

No matter whether Qiao Jiao has betrayed him or not, he will keep people around him.

If not, that's the best, he can just love him well in the future, if he betrays, then imprison the little thing so that he won't have a second chance to betray...

As long as he keeps him and holds him in his arms day and night, he doesn't believe he can't bake Qiao Jiao.

One day, Jiaojiao will fall in love with him completely!

Mo Jinhuai's heart knot was opened, and his whole body was at ease. He looked at Qiao Jiao for a while, and then curled his mouth: "Okay, I don't regret it, as long as you go home every day."

Qiao Jiao's spine was so shattered by this smile, his mind was full of "male sex misleading the country".

A dead man really can't just laugh casually, he'll get electrocuted...

The system muttered: "Tsk tsk, the power is stronger than this system."

Recently, the heartbeat value has been soaring, and the system report is numb. OnePlus Dozens has lost the excitement of the past, and lazily said: "Host, the total heartbeat value was +80 just now."

"Cough..." Qiao Jiao coughed pretending to be calm, "I should not regret it, I have fulfilled the two conditions you mentioned!"

Mo Jinhuai was thoughtful: "...add one more condition."

"What condition?" Qiao Jiao wrinkled his face, he knew that a dead man would not be so easy to negotiate.

Mo Jinhuai lowered his head and leaned in front of Qiao Jiao, with a big smile and a bit of evil: "Remember to sleep in my room tonight, you will know."

Qiao Jiao's eyelids twitched.

I'm sure I'm going to sleep in your room, didn't I go to be slept in your room...

"Jin Huai, I will give you the clothes you want..."

Su Shuibai fell silent as soon as he entered with his suit jacket in his arms.

He saw Mo Jinhuai reaching for his neck, while Qiao Jiao poked his head out from the small cubicle. The distance between the two was so close that it was negligible. If he hadn't come in suddenly, they would have already kissed each other.

Mo Jinhuai turned her head: "Xiaobai, leave me the clothes."

As soon as Qiao Jiao saw Su Shuibai, he quickly turned his head away, he didn't want to be seen by Xiao Bailian at all with this ghostly talisman on his face, he also has self-esteem, okay?

Is Mo Jinhuai a pig?How could Su Yubai come to deliver the clothes, wouldn't he be afraid of Xiaobailian's misunderstanding?

Qiao Jiao thought about it again, and instantly found a reason for Mo Jinhuai's abnormal behavior just now.

Could it be that he wanted to use him to stimulate Xiaobailian and make Su Chenbai jealous? ?

So that's the case... No wonder Mo Jinhuai suddenly changed his face and treated him kindly...

But how to explain the increased heart rate just now?

Maybe it's because the man knew he was sorry for him, and because of guilt and pity, he felt something like a heartbeat...

Qiao Jiao feels ashamed when she thinks this way, Su Yubai wears a neat little suit and her face is clean, while his makeup is neither human nor ghostly, and his clothes are neither fish nor fowl...

Like a clownfish poking its head out of a sea anemone, he quickly shrank into the small door of the compartment.

Su Zhuanbai stepped forward and handed the clothes to Mo Jinhuai, and managed to force a smile: "Jinhuai, I'll help you wear it."

"No, I'm not wearing it." Mo Jinhuai took the coat from Su Shuibai's arms with one hand, and fished Qiao Jiao out of the compartment with the other hand.

The man put the coat on Qiao Jiao's shoulders with his own hands, and put the mask back on for him: "This way we can go out."

Qiao Jiao stumbled while wearing Mo Jinhuai's big leather shoes, while Mo Jinhuai himself walked on the ground barefoot. The part of the prosthetic limb protruding from the trousers was very obvious, but the man didn't mind it, and even seemed to be in a mood. Still very pleasant.

Su Shuibai followed behind and almost bit his lower lip.

He clearly asked Huang Pu to deal with Qiao Jiao before, but he failed...

He just went to do some errands and didn't see him for a while, and then gave Qiao Jiao a chance to get together with Mo Jinhuai again!

Su Zhebai wiped his mouth resentfully, thinking of what he did with that man just now in order to get rid of Qiao Jiao, he felt disgusted.

but……

Su Shuai reached into his trouser pocket with white hands, and squeezed the cell phone inside.

However, it is also very worthwhile to get the photo of Qiao Jiao wearing this kind of virtue and arguing with Qiao's family. As long as Qiao Jiao wants to act in the future and mix in circles, this is his arsenal