Chapter 1280 Call the Police
Any trace of torture on Mo Tingshen's body must be related to Chu Yao.
He puts on the sexy handcuffs, what will others think of her!
“You’re cruel!”
Chu Yao’s teeth were broken. She put her hand into her collar and hooked out the key with her little finger. She walked a few steps and sat directly on the table. , one foot on his leg.
Mo Tingshen stretched out his hand.
Chu Yao inserted the key.
There was a "click".
Not turned.
“Not this one?”
Mo Ting was so relieved that he looked up.
Chu Yao tried it again and found that it was a key of this model, but after inserting it, it could not be turned.
“Did you get the wrong key?”
“Don’t worry, it’s the same model, just in case everyone uses it, I’ll try again, maybe it will work.”
< br>As soon as she tried it, she became more energetic, and with a snap, the key broke into the keyhole.
It's blocked.
This is missing!
"Chu Yao!"
"I, I, I...I didn't mean it!"
Chu Yao jumped up, but he didn't find the right direction when running, and almost She fell into his arms, quickly braked and ran to the utility room, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, looking for pliers and the like, but in the end she only found a plum blossom knife.
"Brother, can you use this?"
"Fuck you! Did you see there are screws on these old handcuffs?"
"Why are there no screws?" she insisted, and went out of her way to After searching, there were screws, but they were used to fix the rivets. There were indeed no screws that could open the handcuffs. She glanced at him guiltily and moved back, "How about calling the police?"
< br>Mo Tingshen...
"I want face!" Does he still have this idea?
Chu Yao didn't quite believe it.
Mo Tingshen called Lin Shu, and soon Lin Shu came with the tool. He saw the thing in Mr. Mo’s hand last night, but he didn’t dare Asked, I couldn’t be more excited to receive the call so early in the morning.
Hurry over and watch the fun.
As a result, he flipped around and used the pliers and hammer, almost accidentally injuring Mo Tingshen's wrist, but he still couldn't untie it.
"Mr. Mo, this thing seems to be made of a special material. I can't untie it. How about calling the police?"
Mo Ting covered his forehead deeply, despairing.
An hour later, the firefighters came and left. Lin Shu took away the tools as an excuse to deliver them, and never came back after leaving.
Chu Yao also wanted to escape, but she couldn't. She stood on the wall at the door, her back pressed against it. She had never stood so straight in her life.
The house has been cleaned up by Lin Shu, and nothing that could make Mr. Mo feel upset could not be found.
Chu Yao didn't dare to express her anger. She watched Mo Tingshen sitting there eating. The table was full of her favorite food, but when he took down his chopsticks, they were almost gone.
After a fierce ideological struggle in her mind, Chu Yao still walked over spinelessly, trying her best to appear transparent. She always raised the chair and put it down gently. She was just about to pick up a piece of beef when she stretched out her chopsticks. He was stopped by Mo Tingshen's chopsticks.
“Did I ask you to eat it?”
Chu Yao licked his face and smiled, “Didn’t my brother make it specially for me?”
“Oh, no, hand I wore something on my clothes, so I didn’t leave because I thought it was embarrassing. I wanted to borrow your kitchen.”
"Then these ingredients...?"
"Ordered takeout."
"Oh..."
She has never talked dryly because of eating in one bite. topic, and begged him: "Brother, I'll just take a few bites and try to see if it tastes good."
Mo Tingshen didn't say anything, so she took it as acquiescence.
But no matter which dish she extended her chopsticks to, she was stopped by Mo Tingshen. So far, her chopsticks haven't gotten any oil on them.
(End of this chapter)