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Nanxin didn't know what to say either. Her father had been imprisoned for two years, so she didn't need to see him.

Nanxin bit her lip and made her decision, "No. You can stop me from staying in the Qiao Family and not recognize me. My dad only has me. "

Qiao Mubei walked in and embraced Nanxin's waist, "Dad, it's getting late, Nanxin and I are going back to bed."

Uncle Qiao wanted to say everything, but Nanxin didn't agree. Instead, he watched as Qiao Mubei took Nanxin away.

After returning to his room, Nanxin took a bath and came out wearing his pajamas. "Uncle, I'm done. You can go in and wash up."

Qiao Mubei's room was very big, with a bathroom. The bathrooms downstairs were usually reserved for guests. Now that she wasn't a guest and was her uncle's wife, it was only right to use her uncle's bathroom.

"Yes." Qiao Mubei strode into the bathroom.

Nanxin was waiting outside, after drying his hair, he hesitated. Should he wait for his uncle, or should he roll up the sheets? The pain from last time was still fresh in her mind, so she was still a little afraid. After pondering for a long time, Nanxin decided to sleep early.

Just as Qiao Mubei walked out of the bathroom, he saw that Nanxin had fallen asleep.

Nanxin was sleeping soundly, and he could feel that there was a big palm on his body that was igniting. With a moan, she opened her eyes and met her uncle's gaze. "Uncle …" She lengthened her endings, making them sound soft and soft.

This voice and gaze seemed to be a silent invitation. Qiao Mubei lowered his head and took her pink lips, twirling her tongue around and around until her face had become scarlet due to lack of oxygen. Only then did he let go of Nanxin.

"Good girl, breathe." He reminded her to breathe.

Nanxin's eyes became blurry, and fireworks exploded in his head, "Uncle, can you not be like this? "It hurts."

"It won't hurt this time. "Good girl, kiss me." His voice was seductive.

As if he was bewitched, Nanxin obeyed and took the initiative to kiss him.

The pajamas on her body had a lot of buttons. Her clothes were undone when she was sleeping, but the buttons on his body remained unopened.

Qiao Mubei kissed Nanxin, his large palm clamping down onto her hand, "Good girl, no need to rush."

Nanxin panicked, "I'm worried." He bit his button with his teeth.

One of her buttons had been bitten off while she was munching, but when her soft hair touched him, it was like a fire to him.

He locked her in place, and her waist sagged.

Nanxin said with a sullen face, "Uncle, you lied to me. "It hurts!"

But unlike last time, she purposely flattered him a little. She wanted to see the look on her uncle's face when he pitied her.

Qiao Mubei frowned, upon hearing her crying, he did not dare move, so he gently kissed her and comforted her, "Good girl, relax, it will stop hurting after a while."

"I know you are suffering, uncle. I will endure it." She was ready for sacrifice.

This time was no better than last time.

After an unknown period of time, she finally fell asleep due to exhaustion. Last time, she carried in her heart for the first and last time, but this time, it was the first time that she had gotten married. Her thoughts were different, but she was very satisfied.

When he woke up the next morning and checked his alarm clock, it was already ten-thirty. There was no sign of his uncle by his side. He hurriedly got up, put on his clothes and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Qiao Mubei was seated at a table, gracefully eating.

"Did Nanxin sleep well?" The Aunt Qiao smiled and handed her the milk.

How could he not sleep well when he had already slept to this point? Nanxin's face was slightly flushed, "Mom, I haven't washed up yet."

"Then hurry up." Aunt Qiao placed the bowl of milk on the table.

It only took three minutes to wash your face and brush your teeth.

Nanxin sat down and looked at Qiao Mubei, "Uncle, why didn't you wake me up?"

"I think you're too sleepy." Qiao Mubei picked up the newspaper.

"Mubei has also just woken up." Aunt Qiao interrupted.

Qiao Mubei stood up, "Mom, help me buy my pajamas again, I don't need to wear buttons."

"Is the pair of pajamas that Nianyu chose for you all not comfortable?" The Aunt Qiao was suspicious as he looked at Nanxin and asked.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that it's broken." When Nanxin thought about how she had used her teeth to break the buttons on her pajamas, he immediately felt a little guilty.

"The quality of these clothes are so poor, I have to tell Nianyu not to buy clothes from that shop in the future." Aunt Qiao stood up and looked at him with a stern expression.

If the matter with the pyjamas were to get out of hand, with Qiao Nianyu's personality, he would probably not let it go so easily. He would definitely give the clothing shop a hard time.

In place of Nanxin, Qiao Mubei explained the things that were stuck in her throat, "The pajamas were torn apart by Nanxin."

Of course the Aunt Qiao understood, she just smiled and did not say much.

Nanxin volunteered, "I'll go buy some pajamas, since I have nothing to do in the afternoon anyway."

"Mubei, you have nothing to do today right?" Aunt Qiao wanted to let them get along more.

"Yes."

"Uncle, accompany me to buy some pajamas in the afternoon." Nanxin blinked her eyes. With intense anticipation, before he could even respond, she had already stepped forward, hugged his waist, and laid in his arms like a spoiled child.

Nanxin often acted like this with Zhang Bonian.

Thus, she had used this move very smoothly.

Such a natural action made the corner of Qiao Mubei's mouth raise upwards. He urged, "Hurry up and go eat dinner. We'll go to the mall later."

Qiao Mubei first went to take a look at Old Master Qiao who was practicing calligraphy in the study. When he came downstairs, he saw that Nanxin had already put on his clothes.

"Uncle, you should also change your clothes." Nanxin stared at Qiao Mubei for a long time. He kept seeing his uncle wearing a suit, last time when he was wearing casual clothes, he looked really handsome.

Qiao Mubei changed into a sweater and a windbreaker as per Nan Xin's orders. It was still a little cold in the beginning of spring in the capital, but he did not feel cold in these clothes. As for Nanxin, she was wearing a down jacket and thick pants, a scarf, and a hat. "The mask was still there, with only two eyes remaining.

Qiao Mubei couldn't tell that he was thirty years old from the start, but after wearing this set of clothes, he looked even younger. Nanxin admired him for a long time before finally nodding with satisfaction, "Hubby looks good in anything."

He had been calling her uncle just now, but now he was calling her husband. It was always easy for Nanxin to call him uncle. Only she would call him that when she was very happy. Being able to call Qiao Mubei 'husband' was something that Nanxin had always been thinking about, something that he would smile and wake up to in his dreams.

"You two, if you want to go out, hurry up and go out. Don't just stand at the door." Aunt Qiao smiled and urged.

Qiao Mubei was also very satisfied with Nanxin's dressing, and brought him out the door.

With his uncle accompanying him shopping, Nanxin was extremely happy. With her uncle by her side, she would be happy even if she had to block the road.

Nanxin who was at the shopping mall noticed a lot of women staring at him. She looked at him resentfully, "Uncle."

"What's wrong?" Qiao Mubei raised his eyebrows.