Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

This is Mo Qing!

Mo Qing, who she has been avoiding for several days!

Unexpectedly, Mo Qing actually...

Qiao Zhinuan stepped back subconsciously, as if she wanted to push Mo Qing away, but her other hand was already stretched out to the back, trying to open the car door.

Mo Qing held her hand, "Want to hide now? It's too late."

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

"Drive, go back to Biyou Villa." Mo Qing instructed Lu Bei who was driving ahead.

Lu Bei hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, "Yes."

Qiao Zhinuan was taken to Biyou Villa.

As soon as she came in, Feng Qiqi was as happy as seeing the hope of winning the 500 million lottery, and rushed over, "Miss Qiao! You are finally back!"

"Is dinner ready?"

"Not yet, I'll do it now."

Mo Qing took the initiative to reach out and handed her the big bones in the bag in his pocket, "Go and tidy up, Miss Qiao will cook bone soup later."

Feng Qiqi froze for a moment, then immediately smiled, "Okay!"

Miss Qiao is willing to cook for the husband!

Mo Qing took Qiao Zhinuan's slippers from the entrance, which she wore when she lived here.

"Change it."

Qiao Zhinuan stood there without moving.

She wants to go out.

When she came back here, she felt that she was going to be imprisoned again.

Mo Qing's eyes darkened, "Do you want to change?"

At this time, Qiao Zhinuan was still holding on to the hot head that was not afraid of death, and touched Mo Qing's back scales with his neck stuck, "I won't change."

Mo Qing: "..."

He has a thousand ways to deal with others, vicious, overt, and secret.

But now when I turn my mind, it is blank.

None of them can be used against Qiao Zhinuan.

Mo Qing looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly squatted down and grabbed Qiao Zhinuan's ankle.

"Eh!"

Qiao Zhinuan stood on the ground with one foot, unsteady, hurriedly reached out to support Mo Qing's shoulder, looked down at the back of his dark head, "What are you doing?"

Mo Qing had already taken off the flat shoes that Qiao Zhinuan was wearing.

Her feet are shiny and beautiful, small and delicate.

Mo Qing stretched out his big palm to compare, and he could hold it with one hand.

Qiao Zhinuan felt a sudden heat flow in the soles of her feet, and the hairs all over her body stood on end in an instant, "Mo, Mo Qing..."

Mo Qing had already held the soles of Qiao Zhinuan's feet, and put on the slippers for her with his own hands.

The same goes for the other foot.

Qiao Zhinuan stepped on the ground and stood up straight with belatedness. The shy blush on her face spread from her cheeks to the roots of her ears, and her chest began to heave slowly.

"you……"

She talked to you for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

She didn't expect Mo Qing to bend down and squat down to put on her shoes.

Mo Qing clasped her, kissed her on the corner of her mouth, covered her fingertips, and rubbed it lightly, "If it's not a good word, you'd better swallow it back and go make me some soup."

Qiao Zhinuan went to the kitchen nonchalantly.

Just after taking two steps, he suddenly raised his hand to caress the corner of his mouth.

The corner of his mouth still had the warmth from Mo Qing kissing her just now.

She suddenly realized that she wasn't too disgusted with Mo Qing's kiss, but there was a struggle in her heart, and she was pulling towards both sides randomly.

Feng Qiqi poked a head out from the kitchen, "Miss Qiao, do you want to come in?"

She held up a pink apron, "This is for you."

Qiao Zhinuan was interrupted, so she threw out the messy things in her head, took the apron, and went to prepare the big bone soup.

She chopped onion, ginger, garlic, and various seasonings, and began to stew the bones in a casserole.

The scent soon wafted out, and Feng Qiqi came over excitedly, "Wow, the thick white soup smells so good."

Qiao Zhinuan ignored her, and poured a little water into the basin, kneaded the dough, took it out, put it on the panel and kneaded it back and forth, and then started rolling out the dough.

"Miss Qiao, what are you doing?"

"Roll the noodles," Qiao Zhinuan said, "Use big bone broth for the bottom."

Feng Qiqi was filled with admiration immediately.

She was invited to be in charge of cooking, and she only knew how to cook simple dishes and home-cooked meals, "You teach me!"

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at the bone broth for half an hour before teaching Feng Qiqi and Mian to roll the noodles.

Looking at Feng Qiqi's messy semi-finished products, she stroked her forehead, "I'll cook and eat whatever you make later."

Feng Qiqi nodded hastily, "I will eat whatever I cook, so I dare not give it to you and your husband."

Mo Qing works in the study.

Looking at the various documents placed on the desk, he felt that his head was too big.

Some time ago, I have had enough of pretending to be the good son in front of Han Xiangjun, the good boss in the eyes of many employees, and the business genius in the eyes of partners.

He doesn't care about it now.

He didn't know how Mo Siting was able to weigh and balance such a relationship before, let alone how he was able to sustain it.

Mo Qing pushed the document forward casually, squinted his eyes, and opened the door from the study.

A tantalizing aroma came up from downstairs.

The glutton in his stomach moved a little, and he stepped down from upstairs on the thick cashmere carpet.

The bone broth is already cooked.

Qiao Zhinuan fished out the big bones, cooked a noodle soup, put a few slices of tomatoes and green vegetables on it, and put a poached egg on top.

"You're coming down to dinner."

It was not the first time Mo Qing tried Qiao Zhinuan's skills.

The last time I was in the old house of the Mo family, I secretly snatched the egg yolk cake that Qiao Zhinuan gave to his son.

He obviously doesn't like sweets, but he thinks it's delicious.

But at this time, a simple bowl of bone-bone noodles was placed on the table, and he felt it was better than any delicacies he had ever eaten.

"Is it delicious?"

Qiao Zhinuan was also happy to see that someone liked what she made.

Mo Qing pushed the bowl of bone broth that he had finished his last sip of to the front, "It's so-so."

Qiao Zhinuan rolled her eyes upwards.

Dead arrogant.

After eating, Qiao Zhinuan was thinking about how to propose to leave.

But obviously, Mo Qing didn't give her this chance.

"Come out with me for a stroll."

Qiao Zhinuan was startled.

"It's so late, where are we going to go?"

"Then you want to go straight to the bedroom?"

Qiao Zhinuan: "..."

In fact, she originally wanted to say that they went back to their respective homes.

Mo Qing thought for a while, "Or I'll send you back to school."

Qiao Zhinuan just wanted to say that there is no need to give it away, but Mo Qing didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he dragged her out.

Mo Qing drove Qiao Zhinuan to the school gate and parked the car outside the campus.

"Thank you for taking me back."

Before Qiao Zhinuan could finish thanking her, Mo Qing opened the door and got out of the car.

"I said, I want you to go shopping with me." After speaking, he took Qiao Zhinuan's hand and entered the campus.

Even if Ancheng is left, the night sky is still a little bit cold.

Mo Qing walked in front, holding her hand.

In fact, there are not many couples walking in the campus at night, and now it is the season of leaving school, even fewer, but Qiao Zhinuan still feels uncomfortable, as if someone's eyes are on her.

"What do you think is that?" Mo Qing suddenly stopped, and pointed to Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan was also puzzled, and really took two steps forward, "Where?"

"It's there."

Mo Qing looked down at Qiao Zhinuan's face from a close distance, his plump lips were cherry red, glowing with water.

"No, what... um."

He suddenly lifted her chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened in astonishment.

Mo Qing hugged her waist and lowered his head to deepen the kiss.

Qiao Zhinuan's hands rested on Mo Qing's chest, softened even with all his writing strength, and his breathing was a little constricted, and he opened his mouth to breathe, which made it easier for Mo Qing to kiss.

Mo Qing held her waist tightly in his arms, and his hands began to be dishonest, rubbing Qiao Zhinuan's back in circles.

No wonder I chose such a dark place, I didn't notice them at all, and there was a feeling of "being a thief" secretly.

Qiao Zhinuan pinched his arm fiercely.

Mo Qing suddenly laughed, obviously enjoying the feeling of "hugging and kissing".

He lowered his head, put his chin on Qiao Zhinuan's head, and said softly, "Zhinuan, I like you."

Qiao Zhinuan's mind buzzed.

She took a step back, looked at Mo Qing's face, and suddenly realized that Mo Qing and Mo Siting were actually the same person.

No.

Why would she have such an idea.

"You..." Qiao Zhinuan shook her head violently, and said coldly, "I don't like you, Mo Qing, you are a derivative of Mo Siting."

Mo Qing's face suddenly darkened.

Qiao Zhinuan took the opportunity to push Mo Qing away, "Go back, don't come looking for me again."

Her heart is very chaotic, and she must have a quiet time to sort out her heart.

She wished she could slap herself directly.

Why doesn't Mo Qing feel disgusted when he kisses himself?
She felt disgusted.

She must have mistook Mo Qing for Mo Siting.

It must be like this.

Mo Qing looked at the back of Qiao Zhinuan leaving in a hurry, as if there was a scourge chasing after him.

He clenched his fist suddenly, and slammed it hard at a thick tree beside him.

The flesh covering the knuckles was split open, and the blood burst and stained the rough bark, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

There were two girls passing by holding hands next to them. Seeing this scene, they ran away in fright.

Mo Qing didn't care at all.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, his black eyes had been dyed blood red, like a hungry wolf in the forest.

He licked the corner of his lips, took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"I want the key tomorrow...tomorrow at the latest."

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Lu Li has a strong ability to use media.

However, in just a few days, the Internet has caused an offensive of public opinion.

In particular, Shen Jinhe's influence as Ancheng's leading gold medalist, plus an in-depth revealing photo of Lu Li was reposted by Shen Hanjing, a popular little flower.

In an instant, the entire network exploded.

And at this moment, Shen Jinhe called.

"The other side offered a settlement."