Chapter 1262 I’m afraid you’ll run away
Mo Ting’s eyebrows were twitching.
Not only did he ignore me, he also attacked with his eyes.
Chu Yao pretended not to see his livid face and poked him impatiently with his toe.
When he poked her for the fourth time, his ankle was grabbed by the man's palm.
Mo Tingshen sat down next to the edge of the bed and put Chu Yao's feet on his lap. He had done this massage technique many times before and it was engraved in his bones as a familiarity.
Chu Yao lay down, closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
The room was so quiet, she could almost hear the music from the bar opposite.
"I don't object if you want to have fun, but you have to cherish yourself. If you grab someone from the bar and take them to the hotel, how dare you!"
Chu Yao breathed out slowly. , "What's going on in the bar? Isn't it okay?"
"No!"
"What about the male celebrities in my circle?"
"Not even possible!"
"Oh."
She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling blankly, "What about the second-generation rich? What about the second-generation officials? Or a virgin? But it's hard to find a virgin of this age with status. No one can do it. So how do I arrange my nightlife?"< br>
Mo Tingshen gave her a hand, and finally he was willing to look at her. The words rolled around in his mouth several times, "Want to fall in love?" , how can I talk about it?"
Mo Ting frowned and stared at her for a while, his face became darker. After staring, he looked down at her feet again and rubbed them hard. A little more.
"I don't have to object, but you have to find someone who is sincere to you. None of the things you usually do to piss me off will work."
Chu Yao snorted, "I think The little duck is pretty good. He dances for me and takes me to play on the water bed, which is the one you sit on.”
She started jumping up and down, and the water bed moved. It was so hard at first, but later she didn't have to move by herself. She was thrown up and down by the bed. She rolled in the bed, "Brother, look, is it fun?"
Mo Ting frowned so deeply that he could kill hundreds of flies. When he waited for Chu Yao to roll over from inside, he picked her up and carried her to the sofa to sit down.
Chu Yao was unhappy, "What are you doing?"
"It's dirty there."
"Isn't this dirty?" Chu Yao patted the sofa, "It's so spacious, maybe someone has fallen in love on it."
"Why do you say everything to others!"
Mo Tingshen picked her up and moved her from the concubine to the double sofa on the other side. It was narrower and cleaner here.
After putting the person down, he felt a lump of air in his heart for no reason, so he asked angrily: "Do you want to rub it anymore?"
After asking, he said no His face looked like he couldn't calm down without two cigarettes. He was just about to go to the balcony to smoke when there was a sudden "click" and a pink handcuff fell on his hand.
The other end was in Chu Yao's hand.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m afraid you’ll run away.”
Chu Yao made handcuffs on his wrists a few times. He was about to put them on, but hesitated. She looked around and found that the armrest of the sofa was made of wood and had a hollow design. She found a place and fastened the other end.
Mo Tingshen followed her pulling force, half-knelt in front of her, and said with a cold face: "Stop playing around, untie me."
"I don't."
Chu Yao raised the key, shook it at him, and threw it into his collar in front of him.
Mo Tingshen's face was so dark.
Chu Yao stretched out his foot and kicked him, "I want to rub it, but this foot hasn't been rubbed yet."
Mo Ting took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, "One hand How do you want me to rub it?”
(End of this chapter)