Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Two days after dispelling the Gu worm, because Zhong Yixiao hadn't recovered yet, Mo Jiao, who saw the clues and knew that Elder Mo had given the medicine, came to the door, directly ignored King Jing who was holding Elder Mo, and told Elder Mo with a blank face— —

"Don't add unnecessary things to the medicine, he is very uncomfortable now."

The menacing approach frightened King Jing. Fortunately, he just hugged Elder Mo and accompanied him to sit at the desk reading a book, taking advantage of it, and did not do anything out of the ordinary.

King Jing looked at Elder Mo who was reading medical books in his arms, and asked blankly, "What's going on?"

Elder Mo ignored him, put down the book and explained to Mo Jiao aggrievedly: "Master, I gave Zhong Shaoxia medicine for your own good, and he will leave when he recovers, so what should you do? Wouldn't it be nice for Zhong Shaoxia to throw himself into your arms?"

Mo Jiao also felt that what Elder Mo did was right, but Zhong Yixiao felt uncomfortable, he frowned and struggled for a while, left a word and left.

"Don't do that again tomorrow."

Seeing his back, which was obviously brimming with joy, Elder Mo couldn't stop laughing, he obviously liked it terribly, and said not to add those medicines that would make Zhong Yixiao feel weak and weak, and even make him more excited, the leader is really serious.

Mo Jiao went back to Zhong Yixiao's room, and the other person was slumped on the bed, exhausted after moving, and Zhong Yixiao exuded this gloomy aura.

Looking at it like this, Mo Jiao felt a little distressed, and walked over to help him up, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, considerate and meticulous.

"what happened?"

Zhong Yixiao's voice was weak, she leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Mo Jiao slowly, then replied slowly: "I'm so tired."

Getting close to Mr. Mo's incomparably handsome face made Zhong Yixiao's ear tips slightly flushed, and she unconsciously moved away from her flickering eyes.

In the past two days, with the assistance of Elder Mo, Mo Jiao has moved into his room to live with him. Although the other party only sleeps on the small couch outside, he has to trouble others to help him to the latrine or to wipe himself from time to time. , Zhong Yixiao really felt bad.

After all, he was a broken sleeve, and he had a beautiful woman by his side, so he couldn't help thinking about it.

Mo Jiao's face was serious, but he didn't move his eyes away from Zhong Yixiao's face, he kept staring at Zhong Yixiao, and said casually: "After you get rid of the Gu, your body will be weaker, and you'll be fine after resting for a day or two." gone."

It's not the first time Zhong Yixiao heard him say this, she thought it would be fine if she lasted for a day or two, but she couldn't help but blush at the next moment, because Mo Jiao had already wrung out the warm wet handkerchief and walked towards him , I'm going to wipe his face with my own hands like the previous two days.

"...Mr. Mo, I'll do it myself."

Zhong Yixiao insisted on coming by himself, so Mo Jiao gave him the handkerchief, sat on the edge of the bed and silently watched him get up with difficulty, wiped his face casually, and then returned the wet handkerchief to himself, as if deliberately avoiding him .

"Please trouble Mr. Mo, it's getting late, Mr. Mo should go to rest first."

Mo Jiao didn't pick it up, and didn't plan to get up and leave, but just kept his eyes on him, looking at him with unusual concentration, and asked directly: "Aren't you going to wipe yourself tonight?"

Zhong Yixiao took a breath, and even if he could avoid it, he returned to this topic, which reminded him involuntarily of last night——

After the devotion that day, he fell into a drowsy sleep for a whole day. When he woke up, he found that someone had ripped off his clothes, and waves of warmth had been wiped across his skin, making every pore of him extremely comfortable. He also reached for his pants unconsciously.

Zhong Yixiao woke up immediately, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Mr. Mo's serious expression, and she was focusing on wiping his body, as if she was wiping an extremely precious work of art.

As for himself, he was already naked from the upper body, almost naked from top to bottom, he almost took off his trousers...

Zhong Yixiao woke up quickly. After what happened last night, he no longer had the face to look directly at Mr. Mo.

Because last night, when Mr. Mo was helping him wipe his body, when that slender white hand held a warm wet towel and gently wiped his belly button, his little Xiaoxiao stood up shamelessly!

Although Mo Jiao just frowned, took another look, didn't say anything, and didn't even stop moving, but Zhong Yixiao felt ashamed and thrown at home, how could he let Mo Jiao continue to wipe him off?

So he hurriedly hid under the quilt, and asked Mr. Mo to rest first with a very shameful excuse.

At that time, Mo Jiao really thought about it, this little bastard is not small, but he really didn't think too much, only Zhong Yixiao, a dirty little bastard, would think too much.

As expected, Zhong Yixiao really thought about it for a long time, he felt that he was too scum, not only did such a beastly thing to his nephew, but also reacted like that to Uncle Jiaojiao.

The most important thing is that he always felt dry and hot these two days, but he didn't dare to tell Mo Jiao, he kept covering his lower body with a quilt, and didn't dare to let Mo Jiao know how unbearable he was.

Therefore, Mo Jiao didn't know that Elder Mo had added some medicine to make his body weak, but also added other harsh ingredients. He thought that Zhong Yixiao had a spring dream, so he suddenly got a little impulsive. After all, he was also young. But something seems wrong.

Having lived for 25 years, Zhong Yixiao is no stranger to this kind of reaction, but it happens every day in front of that benefactor who looks like a banished fairy, the uncle of his child, and Mr. Mo who may be his future in-law...

Zhong Yixiao began to give up on himself again, unexpectedly, even he himself didn't know that he was such a shameless person!

Mo Jiao saw that he clamped his legs tightly and hid under the quilt like a frightened bird, blushing unreasonably, he was a little curious why this little bastard always kept hiding, and asked again: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

He said he was going to pull Zhong Yixiao's quilt, Zhong Yixiao hurriedly shrank to the inside of the bed.

"It's okay! I won't bother Mr. Mo to wipe himself tonight!"

Mo Jiao was a little unhappy, why didn't he let him wipe his body, he just wanted to see, but he couldn't eat the little bastard Zhong Yixiao.

Zhong Yixiao was sensitive to the change in Mo Jiao's expression, fearing that the other party was unhappy again, secretly thought that Mr. Mo had the same strange temper as Jiao Jiao, and hurriedly explained with a dry smile: "I'm a little tired, I want to go to bed early... Besides, didn't Mr. Mo say that maybe tomorrow I can regain some energy, and then I can take a bath again."

Obviously rejecting Mo Jiao's kindness, Mo Jiao frowned, regretting that Elder Mo should stop taking the medicine, but still nodded and got up, not willing to continue to wipe Zhong Yixiao's body.

Zhong Yixiao was relieved.

But Mo Jiao put the wet wipes back on the copper tray and came back again, as if he had no intention of resting yet, he looked at Zhong Yixiao who silently retreated into the quilt for a while, and couldn't help but ask him: "What are you doing?" Wrapped in a quilt all day, don't you feel hot?"

Not to mention, when Zhong Yixiao mentioned Zhong Yixiao, he felt even hotter and hotter, his whole body was flushed with heat, as if he had been burned, but he still whispered: "It's not hot, maybe it's because of the medicine. cold……"

He dodged his eyes, obviously deliberately avoiding Mo Jiao's gaze, because he felt that Mr. Mo's eyes were too focused, especially when looking at him, there was a bit of inexplicable ambiguity in his concentration, Always confuses him.

"It's getting late, Mr. Mo should go to bed earlier."

Zhong Yixiao reminded Mo Jiao in a low voice that she was still hugging the quilt carefully to cover up the embarrassing reaction of her lower body.

Mo Jiao shook his head and said, "I'm not sleepy."

Zhong Yixiao: QAQ!

Mo Jiao thought for a few days, some things should be clarified with Zhong Yixiao, taking advantage of this time, he simply spoke bluntly, lest Zhong Yixiao always misunderstand.

"I have something to tell you about what happened in Zhu San's Tavern on the heavy snow day last year."

Zhong Yixiao, who was hot and uncomfortable all over, looked up blankly, and looked at Mo Jiao, who was still expressionless, with a blushing face.

He took the initiative to bring up the incident that he forced Jiaojiao after getting drunk in the tavern last year. As a child's uncle, what did he think?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yixiao's heart trembled, and he said nervously: "Mr. Mo, please tell me."

Mo Jiao glanced at him, there was no blame in his eyes, instead he asked him calmly: "You told me last time that you wanted to treat my nephew Jiaojiao because you lost your morals after drinking at Zhu San's Tavern last year. Responsible?"

Zhong Yixiao swallowed hard, and sat up wrapped in the quilt, sitting upright, like a student in a school, looking at Mo Jiao with flickering eyes, not daring to tell a half lie.

"...That's true, Mr. Mo, it was my fault that I was drunk at that time, and I will take responsibility! Of course, if Mr. Mo thinks this is too cheap for me and wants to kill me, I, Zhong Yixiao, will never Don't fight back."

He couldn't even utter an explanation, because he felt that Mo Jiao's eyes were a bit too serious, even more serious than when his master was lecturing.

Seeing that he was risking his life, Mo Jiao asked again with a cold face: "Then do you like Jiaojiao?"

Zhong Yixiao would never lie in front of him, so she had to be honest: "Mr. Mo, he is just a child, not yet ten years old, and he is indeed very likable, but I think he is still young..."

"Because he is still young, you won't really marry him?"

Zhong Yixiao nodded, "That's true, but I prefer to wait until Jiaojiao grows up to make my own decision...Of course, Mr. Mo is Jiaojiao's uncle, so I'm willing to accept whatever arrangement you make."

In other words, he doesn't reject marrying Jiaojiao, but even if he likes Jiaojiao's identity, he has to wait until he grows up...

But it is impossible for him to grow up.

There was a bit of a smile in Mo Jiao's eyes, it was Mo Jiao's expectation that the identity of Jiaojiao could be erased from Zhong Yixiao's heart so easily.

Elder Mo guessed right, Mo Jiao just wanted to lie to Zhong Yixiao for the rest of his life.

But if he can recover, then the identity of Jiaojiao can no longer occupy any place in Zhong Yixiao's heart, because this is not a real person in the first place.

He wants to give himself another identity, so that Zhong Yixiao only has his current appearance in his heart, not the embarrassing appearance of turning into a child.

So Mo Jiao said decisively: "It's not him."

Suddenly talking like this without beginning or end, Zhong Yixiao was at a loss.

"what?"

Mo Jiao stared into his eyes, and said with a serious expression: "I mean, the man you hugged last year when you were drunk was not my nephew, and you didn't bully him, let alone do anything excessive to him. , at that time last year, the Jiaojiao in your eyes was not in the Zhusan Tavern at all."

Mo Jiao's words exploded in Zhong Yixiao's heart like a bolt from the blue, and Zhong Yixiao said in shock, "It's not Jiaojiao!? But he said..."

"Do you believe what children say?" Mo Jiao said with a straight face.

"Then how does he recognize me? And he also knows that I lose my morals after drinking..."

There were too many questions in his heart that were difficult to solve. Although he was shocked, he believed Mo Jiao's words at the same time, because in his impression, the person he was holding at that time did not look like a child. However, subconsciously, Zhong Yixiao still believed in her own judgment.

"Could it be..."

Zhong Yixiao was shocked suddenly, and stared at Mo Jiao with wide eyes, his eyes were dim and a little uncertain.

For a child to know such a thing, someone must have told him, and someone he is close to and cares about, so he will be hostile to himself at first.

By Jiaojiao's side, the only relative Zhong Yixiao knew of him was his uncle, Mr. Mo.

Zhong Yixiao felt as if she knew something.

That's how Mo Jiao led him into the trap step by step. Judging from his performance, he knew that he had already thought of the direction he led, and finally bent his lips in satisfaction, and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, that's exactly what I told him."

Zhong Yi was dumbfounded.

He knew that he didn't drink very well, so he usually stopped drinking if he didn't drink, and occasionally had a drink to enjoy himself.But he was really angry and sad that night last year, so he got drunk, and then did something out of the ordinary.

The wrong thing I did last year, someone came to collect the debt again today.

Zhong Yixiao didn't know who was telling the truth, his mind was in a mess, and suddenly he had some whimsical ideas, so he looked at Mo Jiao with a slightly wandering look, thinking that he might just hug a rough guy Just leave people like this?

Seeing that he was getting more and more flustered, Mo Jiao asked slowly while laughing inwardly, "Don't you ask who was the person you molested at that time?"

Zhong Yixiao wanted to cover his face. He still hoped that it was Mr. Mo. After all, Mr. Mo was very handsome and treated him well, so he also hoped that it was him...

But listening to Mr. Mo's tone, it seemed that it wasn't him. Zhong Yixiao couldn't accept this reality. Would he be responsible for other strangers?

"Then... who the hell is it?" Zhong Yixiao's voice trembled slightly.

Mo Jiao showed off his face with a smile, which made Zhong Yixiao feel more uneasy and nervous, but he smiled beautifully, because his appearance was extremely handsome, so beautiful that Zhong Yixiao suddenly felt that if it was Mo As for Mr., I can take responsibility for him without hesitation.

"Mr. Mo..."

Zhong Yixiao lowered his head, unable to hide the disappointment and unacceptability on his face, as if he was the one being abused.

Mo Jiao's smile deepened, and she stopped teasing him, she tilted her head to look at Zhong Yixiao's drooping face, and she was really frightened by him, her eyes turned red.

What a timid and lustful little bastard.

Mo Jiao clicked his tongue, and raised Zhong Yixiao's delicate chin, so that he had to face himself, meeting those eyes that were terrified to the point of despair, when Zhong Yixiao flinched back shyly, He told him slowly——

"The person you hugged last year was me, don't you recognize me, Young Master Zhong?"