Chapter 845 I'll pick you up
When Mo Tingshen came in, he saw Chu Yao and went straight over.
Yi Qinghuan didn't stay with her for long. There were too many people talking to her, even more than before. Some of these people came for men. Yi Qinghuan noticed Bo Yanqing's increasingly impatient expression. Gritting his teeth, he politely went to greet the other guests and arranged a more elegant and quiet place for them.
Yan Chi looked away and said, "Don't show off to others. After all, this is Qing Huan's fault."
Bo Yanqing put his hands on his thighs. If you look closely, you can see that his legs are tight. Gotta be a little stiff.
He glanced at Yan Chi indifferently and said, "Don't talk to me."
"What's wrong?"
Yan Chi seemed to have received a sap on the back of his head.
“You called and asked me to accompany you here, and now you dislike me?”
Bo Yanqing’s face was solemn, “Don’t say anything now, let me be quiet for a while.”
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Yan Chi: "..."
Why does he feel that he is not being disliked but being insulted?
Bo Yanqing wanted to touch the cigarette, but he put his hand into his pocket and took it out again.
I looked towards the door several times, or just towards Chu Yao.
Chu Yao was being stared at by Mo Tingshen at the moment. He didn’t say anything, so he sat next to him. When the oily and spicy ones came up, Mo Tingshen took them away. Chu Yao stood there. When she stood up to pick it up, he even put away her chopsticks.
"You have a flight tomorrow afternoon and have to shoot a night scene tonight. I have pimples on my face. Whose fault is it?"
Chu Yao glared at him, "It's not yours either."
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Mo Tingshen said: "I'm right by your side, don't worry about it now. Will you blame me after you look in the mirror tomorrow?"
Chu Yao just opened his mouth to fight back.
He added slowly: "It's not like you've never done this kind of thing before."
"..."
It was true, and even if Mo Tingshen was not in front of her, she would still call him and scold him. After the scolding was over, she would not be able to find any new words in her mind before hanging up the phone. And he was not allowed to say a word the whole time.
She disliked him for interrupting her ability to curse.
So, Mo Tingshen had to stop her even if he had to bite the bullet for someone with a lot of criminal records.
Chu Yao felt that she must be particularly irrational now, but he was not convinced. He sat back and squinted at him, "If you don't want to eat, you won't eat. That's amazing!"
Mo Ting's expression remained unchanged and he gave her She scooped up a bowl of fermented duck soup and said, "Eat it, I'll keep an eye on it for you."
Listen to his tone, he sounded like her guardian!
Chu Yao choked, but smelled the aroma of wine and decided not to argue with him for the time being.
Having just taken two bites, Nan Jiaojiao's call came in. She had just taken out her phone and glanced at the screen. She found that Mo Tingshen was looking at it blatantly. She turned sideways to protect the phone.
He hummed: "I'm going to take a call, don't follow me."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
Mo Ting held his forehead deeply and shook his head helplessly.
She put on a privacy film, what can he see?
“Are you here? You’re at the door. Which door did you come in from?”
Chu Yao walked to the window. As she left, she grabbed a handful of chickpeas and threw the beans into her mouth while talking.
Yi Qinghuan happened to be passing by and walked this way. Before calling Chu Yao, he heard her say: "That door to the south? The side door. I have never been there. I'll ask someone."< br>
"You are standing under a crabapple tree, right?"
"Okay, then you wait for me for a while, and I will come out to pick you up."
Chu Yao kissed the phone He took a sip and said, "Be good, my little Jiaojiao, don't wander around, sister is very fast."
The other party hung up the phone without waiting for her to finish speaking.
Chu Yao insisted on finishing his words and glanced behind him, planning to pick up a waiter to lead the way, but happened to see Yi Qinghuan standing behind him.
(End of this chapter)