C20

It was said that men only used the lower half of their body to think. If she slept with her uncle, her uncle would definitely like her. Originally, she wanted her uncle to like her, but she didn't expect him to like her first.

Qiao Mubei's pupils tightened, but instantly returned to normal. Her gentle and low voice touched the top of Nanxin's hair, "You're still a child, and don't know what love is. You have to be a good girl. "

"Uncle, I'm clearly a scrawny guy, but I look really thin and I feel like I have meat on my hands. You've seen it and touched it, why don't you like it? " Nanxin asked all of his doubts.

Could it be that his uncle and Ah Jiu were the same? Was this a girl? Nanxin was shocked by the thought that came to mind.

He opened his eyes wide, nervously holding his arm, "Uncle, you can't be bent, right?"

The corner of Qiao Mubei's eyes twitched, "No."

"Then let me check." Nanxin was especially serious, how obscene were these words? She didn't feel anything herself.

"Good girl, don't say such things in the future."

Nanxin opened the door he reached out to touch her hair, staring at him, "Uncle, do you have another woman?" He asked with certainty.

Otherwise, at his age, how did he manage to solve the problem?

When he thought back to the last time in the bar, there was a type of woman that stuck onto his uncle's body. He immediately realized what was going on. "Uncle, do you think that you go to bars often to look for women?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became. Her delicate face was flushed from anger.

Qiao Mubei's eyes were filled with laughter, "Don't let your imagination run wild."

Nanxin stared at the smile in his eyes, and confirmed that he was saying yes. The uncle she liked was a clean person, not someone who had slept with countless women!

"Come in the car. It's cold outside."

Nanxin did not say anything and sat in the car.

"I'm going to the apartment tonight. I have to go back tomorrow morning." Qiao Mubei said as he buckled her seat belt.

Nanxin still did not speak.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the apartment.

When he got back to the apartment, he went in and took a shower. When he came out, he was wearing nothing but a towel.

Qiao Mubei cooked some noodles in the kitchen.

Nanxin's hair was still wet, she ran over to Qiao Mubei and hugged his waist, "Uncle, can you not go find a woman? If you need me, you can find me. "

Looking for a woman outside would make her sick. She was thinking about her uncle's health.

Qiao Mubei pulled Nanxin's hand away, looking at her hair, he said in a cold voice, "Stop messing around, go dry your hair first."

Nanxin had short hair. Although she looked young and tender, her short, uneven hair made her look like a fake boy.

Nanxin looked at Qiao Mubei's eyes. It was as if he was an angry little beast that wanted to eat Qiao Mubei whole.

What do you mean stop messing around! She was serious, and she thought about it for a long time. In Nanxin's life, there had never been anything more serious than this.

No matter what, all she wanted was to pounce on her uncle, so she used brute force to kiss his lips, which his uncle dodged, and she bit him on the neck.

Tooth marks where the bite was made.

Qiao Mubei was also afraid that he would hurt her, so he did not use too much strength.

The two of them circled around, and in the end, Nanxin used his brute force to throw himself onto the sofa.

In terms of height and figure, Nanxin was obviously not his uncle's match, so his hands and feet, especially his legs, were faintly discernible. He rubbed his hands on the spot where Qiao Mubei was at.

Qiao Mubei rolled over and pressed Nanxin, and kissed her, because he was affected by her punitive kiss, and took away her breath. As long as she had difficulty breathing, and pushed him, he would stand up and leave.

"Stop fooling around, or you won't see me again." Qiao Mubei frowned, his voice three parts clear and seven parts serious.

This time, it was a complete blow to Nanxin. She had shamelessly chased after him for so long, but he had always hated her …

When Qiao Mubei walked into the bathroom, the splashing of the water could be heard.

Nanxin held her head and thought for a long time. Her uncle hated her, so she shouldn't pester him like this.

He touched his chest. Luckily, it was only dull and did not hurt.

Ye Zichen twitched his mouth, then chucked the pillow onto the sofa, got up, entered the room and locked the door.

The sound of the water in the bathroom finally stopped, and the fire on Qiao Mubei's body extinguished. He really did not know if he could endure it this time.

Nanxin had specially come to torture him.

She put on her pajamas and used her spare key to open Nanxin's door. Then, she quietly entered the room and saw Nanxin curled up under the bed.

Qiao Mubei reached out to touch her short hair, and said in a gentle and deep voice, "Wake up, blow your hair dry before going to sleep."

Hearing his voice, Nanxin curled her body, wriggled for a few moments, opened her eyes and slowly crawled up.

Looking at Nanxin's expression, it was as if he had suffered a great grievance, and was listless. Qiao Mubei was one step faster than her. He grabbed the hair dryer and pushed Nanxin onto the bed, helping her to blow her hair.

Nanxin's short hair only reached his ears, but it dried up after a while. However, Qiao Mubei did not turn off the hair dryer, so he still continued to help her blow her hair, wearing it with his big hands. It was stuck in her dark hair, soft as fluff.

The blower was noisy, but there was silence between them.

"Uncle, you don't want me to like you, so don't be nice to me." Nanxin lowered her eyes, and spoke while biting her lips.

Qiao Mubei's hands froze for a moment, and his eyes narrowed.

Nanxin thought that her voice was covered by the sound of the dryer, so her uncle didn't hear her.

He raised his voice and said, "Uncle, don't treat me well in the future. I won't bother you anymore."

Qiao Mubei turned on the wind, and stared at Nanxin: "Can you do that?"