That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

Mo Jinhuai's car parked steadily at the gate of Mo's inner house.

Su Zhuanbai had been waiting here with the housekeeper, Uncle Xu.

Seeing the car door open, Su Zhuanbai couldn't wait to push the wheelchair forward: "Jin Huai, you're back."

"Leave me alone."

Mo Jinhuai did not sit in the wheelchair as usual, but took the handle of the wheelchair from Su Yubai and pushed it to the side of the co-pilot, opened the door and gave an order to the people inside: "Sit up."

Su Shuibai stood aside with an ugly expression, he didn't even need to think about who was sitting in the car.

Steward Xu said anxiously: "Young Master, you can't wear the prosthesis for too long. You sit down first. If Young Master Qiao feels uncomfortable, I'll ask someone to push a wheelchair down."

Mo Jinhuai waved his hand and said "No", then greeted the car again: "Get out of the car, do you hear me?"

Qiao Jiao got out of the car without even looking at the wheelchair.

He was still upset about what happened just now, and he didn't want to talk to Mo Jinhuai at all right now, not to mention that it was just a stomachache, which has been relieved a lot, and it's not that he can't move his legs, why is he in a wheelchair? !

Mo Jinhuai hated Qiao Jiao the most for being outspoken and disobedient.

With a gloomy face, the man sent the wheelchair to Qiao Jiao's lap: "Hurry up, you know I don't like to say things a second time."

Qiao Jiao raised her eyes to look at the man aggrieved, and sat down obediently after weighing the pros and cons.

—Sitting with his butt on his side.

There is no other reason, the other half was pinched and swollen by Mo Jinhuai indiscriminately...

Animal stuff...

Just because he was in the car just now, Mo Jinhuai told him to turn around, and he was awkward and disobedient, so the man pinched him vigorously, pity his soft flesh, it couldn't stand the violence at all...

Knowing Mo Jinhuai's bad temper, Qiao Jiao didn't make it difficult for him.

It's better to just sit in a wheelchair than to change to corporal punishment...

Su Shuibai watched Qiao Jiao sit down, and his face was even more displeased.

You know, in order to welcome Mo Jinhuai home tonight, he waited at the door for almost an hour.

Recently, his sense of crisis has been overwhelming, and Mo Jinhuai seems to be becoming more and more indifferent to him. Before, he still cared amiably, but recently he has seldom talked.

Things like taking off the prosthetic limb, massaging the leg, and accompanying him to do upper body exercises are now handed over to Qiao Jiao. It is very difficult for him to find an opportunity to get close to Mo Jinhuai.

If this goes on like this, you will really be out!

Su Zhuanbai was not reconciled, why should he lose to a substitute? !

Qiao Jiao was so angry that she didn't notice the increasingly venomous look in Su Shuibai's eyes.

As soon as he got into the wheelchair, he saw Mo Jinyu and Qin Shenghan walking over from the rose field not far away.

Mo Jinyu clung to Qin Shenghan's body as if he had no bones. Fortunately, Qin Shenghan was tall, with a tall and strong figure. The two snuggled together like a giant tree surrounded by dodder flowers. Look There is no sense of disobedience.

As soon as Mo Jinyu approached, he whistled unceremoniously: "Xiaojiao, the sitting posture is very unique, isn't it?"

Qiao Jiao knew that Mo Jinyu, the little bastard, must be thinking wrong, but he didn't bother to explain, anyway, he could sit however he was comfortable.

Mo Jinyu is a firework that can explode even if no one lights it, and it is the one with the most different colors.

Qiao Jiao ignored him, and he didn't mind. Instead, he moved closer to Mo Jinhuai's side: "Brother, isn't it fun to play with car shocks? You can recover well! You can make Xiaojiao unable to stand, it's really a golden gun. The treasured sword is not old..."

Mo Jinhuai felt that the biggest stain in his life was probably being born with this [-] compatriots.

Fortunately, without waiting for him to speak, Qin Shenghan understood his intentions. He clasped Mo Jinyu's neck with his thick arms, and retreated with the person in his arms.

Mo Jinyu was pinched under Qin Shenghan's armpit, walking awkwardly, but still slouchingly said: "Brother Shenghan, please be gentle, you will be excited if you are so rude."

Qin Shenghan paused, bent down simply, picked up the "little scourge" and carried it on his shoulder, and quickly left the scene.

Mo Jinyu didn't know how to hang Qin Shenghan's back, and shouted as loudly as possible: "Yeah, run slowly, hug him tighter, it's so tall, so scary?"

Mo Jinhuai's face was black and handsome.

Erbaiwu's younger brother was raped by the most powerful subordinates, this was his acquiescence, and he didn't think there was any problem, the key was why Mo Jinyu seemed to have turned on some unbelievable switch after the conquest was over, why did he turn into a mother? What's going on? !

The person involved didn't take Mo Jinyu's joke seriously, but Su Shibai listened to it.

He glanced at Mo Jinhuai with half anger and half resentment, and then at Qiao Jiao who was sitting silently in the wheelchair.

Qiao Jiao's lower body was still wearing denim trousers, but his upper body was tightly covered with a suit jacket by Mo Jinhuai. One can imagine what's going on inside.

A closed car, a half-naked boy, a man on top of desire...

Heh, what happened is needless to say.

Su Chenbai has experienced a lot, so he naturally thinks about those things.

He knew very well that although he and Qiao Jiao looked alike, and even though Qiao Jiao was his stand-in whether it was filming or in Mo Zhai, but just looking at his face, Qiao Jiao was actually more delicate than him.

What he was most jealous of was Qiao Jiao's temperament.

It was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and Qiao Jiao, who received aristocratic education since childhood, has a sense of proportion and scale, which is not comparable to something like him who crawled out of the ditch.

In the past, he also couldn't understand why Mo Jinhuai was nice to him, but spoke coldly to Qiao Jiao. Even if Mo Jinhuai only slept with Qiao Jiao, everyone thought it was just to vent.

But now that he is a few years older, he slowly understands some things.

Su Yubai lived in a harsh environment when he was a child, and what he knew best was to observe words and expressions. He gradually discovered that Mo Jinhuai was not only ruthless towards Qiao Jiao, but loved Qiao Jiao terribly, but there always seemed to be an inexplicable relationship between the two of them. Unknown estrangement.

If so, then this is his chance.

So what if Mo Jinhuai really likes Qiao Jiao, as long as the gap between the two cannot be resolved for a day, it is impossible to live together and fly together.

And he, why not find a way to thicken the diaphragm...

Qiao Jiao was pushed into the room by Mo Jinhuai himself, and Uncle Xu wanted to help the man halfway, but he didn't let him.

When Mo Jinhuai passed by the door of Qiao Jiao's room, he didn't even look sideways, and pushed him forward.

Qiao Jiao struggled to get up from the wheelchair, kicked her legs and said, "Stop, I'm here!"

"No, you didn't come."

Mo Jinhuai ignored Qiao Jiao's thumping, and sent the person directly to his room, and then closed the door and locked it.

Qiao Jiao stood up from the wheelchair clutching her buttocks: "Let me go out..."

Mo Jinhuai didn't speak, walked over and hugged Qiao Jiao like a child.

Qiao Jiao was taken aback, and hugged the man's head tightly: "Hey, your legs!"

The violent movement caused the suit jacket on his body to slip off, exposing the boy's white and tender skin.

Mo Jinhuai buried himself in the other person's chest, smelling the unique sweet fragrance from Qiao Jiao's body, and said sullenly, "Just take a breath, it's fine."

It's obviously painful, what can I do...

Qiao Jiao caught a glimpse of the blue veins on Mo Jinhuai's forehead, and he couldn't bear to raise his hand to caress it: "Put me down..."

Mo Jinhuai took two strenuous steps, and carefully placed Qiao Jiao on the bed: "Do you still feel unwell? Does your stomach still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Qiao Jiao turned her head.

My stomach doesn't hurt much anymore, but my butt hurts now!

The perpetrator actually asked him if he felt uncomfortable. Can he say that he was pinched and injured?

"Why were you crying just now?"

The man's low voice rubbed against his ears, with three parts innocent and seven parts wronged, it sounded like the other party was making trouble for no reason.

Qiao Jiao turned to look at him in shock.

Mo Jinhuai, you dead man, do you really not know?

Using someone else's mother's cemetery as a threat, how dare you have the face to ask him why he is crying?

Emotional intelligence is so low that there is no lower limit. Surely such a helmsman won't lose everything Mohs? !

Obviously, Mo Jinhuai did not have much comprehension in this area, but it did not affect his sensitivity in other areas.

The person you like is half naked lying on your back, the other person's eyes are wet, and the amber pupils are extraordinarily crystal clear, and the thick and long eyelashes tremble, provoking the man's lack of self-control.

Mo Jinhuai smoothly lifted Qiao Jiao's long bangs, lowered her head and kissed on the vivid eyelashes, her eyelids were a little swollen, and the kiss was soft.

"Sorry." The man murmured.

Qiao Jiao thought that she had heard it wrong, how could there be a wrong word in Mo Jinhuai's dictionary.

The man repeated again: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used your mother to threaten you..."

Qiao Jiao pouted and looked at the man who was close at hand.

So you know...

Mo Jinhuai sighed: "I just don't want you to leave, except for that piece of land... I don't know what else can keep you..."

Qiao Jiao turned her eyes away, and murmured, "...you can speak directly."

"Is it useful to be honest?" Mo Jinhuai's eyes darkened for a moment, "Tell me the truth, are you planning to leave me at any time?"

Qiao Jiao felt a little guilty, and paused for a moment before saying: "...you think too much, but I don't."

It will be a long time before you want to leave. You need to heal your leg and save enough heart points. You can't say that you can leave at any time...

Qiao Jiao's hesitation made Mo Jinhuai feel even more uneasy. He stared directly at the boy below him with eyes as deep as a pool: "Jiaojiao, promise me that you won't leave me."

"……it is good."

What can Qiao Jiao do? Being oppressed by the man, he can only agree.

Mo Jinhuai was obviously not satisfied with this reluctant reply: "Don't lie to me."

"No, it won't..."

As if to cover up something, after Qiao Jiao finished speaking, she took the initiative to put her arms around the man's neck, and put her lips on the man's lips.

——I'm sorry, I didn't want to lie to you either...

The tempting sweet fragrance overflowed, and the warm and soft touch with the moist breath made Mo Jinhuai's brain dull for a while.

The man was only stunned for a second, then he clasped Qiao Jiao's shoulders instead, bit those two soft candy-like lips hard, and rubbed them fiercely, as if to vent his desire, but also as to punish him maliciously.

The lies at this moment are like poison corroding the two hearts, there is no medicine to cure them, until death...