Chapter 1264: Really sleeping and pretending to sleep
Who the hell is lying!
Mo Ting stood up holding her in his arms, switching from his right hand to his left hand.
Lin Shu stood beside the car. When he saw Mo Tingshen coming out, he immediately opened the back seat door.
Just when he was about to speak, Mo Ting took a deep look at him, and his eyes pointed at Chu Yao who was lying on his shoulder.
Fell asleep.
Lin Shu shut up knowingly, raised his hands to protect the roof of the car, waited for Mo Tingshen to get in, and then drove away.
He has already found the nearest property under Mo Tingshen's name, a spacious three-bedroom apartment.
Mo Tingshen put Chu Yao into the bed in the master bedroom, covered her with a quilt, stood by the bed and looked at it for a long time before going out.
Lin Shu was still waiting and reported to him: "Mr. Mo, everything has been taken care of. I gave him some money to seal the deal. The man will not appear in that bar again in the future. The photography team has also agreed. , In addition, the paparazzi who caught two cars outside the hotel have also been dealt with, and there will be no gossip about Miss Chu tomorrow."
Mo Ting nodded deeply, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Lin Shu between his fingers.
Lin Shu took it with both hands.
Mo Tingshen held the cigarette between his lips, covered his mouth with his hand, and lit the cigarette.
“Transfer 50 million to her card.”
Lin Shu: “Okay.”
Every time Miss Chu was in a bad mood, Mr. Mo would give her a sum of money and let her spend it.
The number is different each time, but only more.
It’s late at night.
Mo Tingshen was busy in the study until late. After turning off the computer, he took the coffee cup out and went to the water pipe to wash the cup. After washing, he put it on the shelf and poured a cup of warm water from another water cup.
He drank it in several sips.
I plan to sleep in the second bedroom tonight.
It was next to the master bedroom. When he pushed the door open, he glanced to the side. He felt uneasy and gently opened the master bedroom door.
Not a single light was turned on inside.
The outermost two sides of the curtain are thinly covered, blocking some of the outside light, but a lot of light still penetrates, enough to illuminate the path under your feet. The quilt on Chu Yao's body was wrinkled into a pile, pressing down on her like a hill. A pair of feet were exposed outside the quilt. Mo Ting touched it deeply, and it was frighteningly cold.
He pulled away the corners of the quilt and covered her, and she slept on her stomach, with her face facing him.
Mo Tingshen pushed the hair from her face to the back of her neck and wanted to help her turn over. Just as he pushed her with a little force, Chu hit her with an elbow on her waist.
Had he not been able to hide quickly, Mo Tingshen's nose would have suffered.
He didn't dare to touch her again. He stood aside and watched her for a while. He stopped kicking and rolling up the quilt, so he felt relieved.
Just as I was about to leave, my pants were caught when I turned around.
He turned around and looked from Chu Yao's hands to her face, "Really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping?"
Chu Yao smacked his lips.
He waited for a while, and after seeing no sign of her waking up, he pried her fingers apart one by one and left the room.
Three days of rest.
Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t hold it any longer.
Every day except when I go downstairs to relax during meals, I stay at home the rest of the time.
Bo Yanqing is not bored. He has endless work to deal with every day. Han Che has not seen anyone. She is the only homeless person who eats and sleeps. The sofa becomes her second nest. , Peppa Pig is about to be plated out.
Nan Jiaojiao endured it, but she couldn't bear it anymore. She threw the remote control on the sofa and rushed to the study to find Bo Yanqing.
“What’s wrong?”
The study door is not closed.
As soon as he heard the footsteps, Bo Yanqing looked over and saw her angry look. He smiled and waved to her, "Come here to vent your anger."
"I don't!"
Nan Jiaojiao rarely has some backbone, "When are we going back to Rongcheng?"
(End of this chapter)