Chapter 1647: More pure than a monk
“Don’t be here.”
She glanced outside and said, “This is the crew, people are coming and going, and others saw my car shaking. , there will be big news tomorrow.”
“At this time?”
Mo Ting was in disbelief.
Even these words came out from between his lips and teeth. He stopped all of a sudden, and his body became tense, almost convulsing.
Chu Yao glanced at him vaguely, "Is it okay?"
Mo Ting stared at her deeply for several seconds, straightened his lips, and said a few words: "You said What?”
“I’m sorry, the soundproofing effect of the RV is so good that I got into trouble with you.”
She was so crazy that she started to regret it, and she still wanted to lose face.
Mo Tingshen's face and lower three inches were almost gone.
“Where is the hotel?”
Chu Yao told him the name of the hotel without turning on the navigation system. Mo Tingshen had already checked all the hotels where she stayed during filming. It's clear that no paparazzi or bastard has ever been able to successfully tamper with someone in a hotel in these years, and it's all because he was protecting them from behind.
Mo Ting gritted his teeth and pinched her, "Wait!"
He picked up his clothes and put them on, sat in the driver's seat, and buckled his seat belt. The next sentence was: "Stay inside and don't come to recruit me."
Chu Yao was about to get up, but he lay back down after listening to his words.
This man's self-control is terrifyingly strong.
The RV can only drive to the hotel entrance, so he asked Sister Mi to arrange for the driver to come in advance.
The car door opened and Sister Mi came in carrying a paper bag. She didn’t see Mo Tingshen and he didn’t hide it, but Sister Mi didn’t even dare to look at her. She just hurriedly shouted into the air, “Mr. Mo. ".
The other party replied "Yeah", "She's in there." Sister Mi hurried to the bedroom and closed the door.
She lifted the quilt. Fortunately, Chu Yao was still wearing the ugly grandmother's gown.
"Who are you showing this to? Fortunately, it is Mr. Mo, otherwise if it had been any other man, I would have thought you had slept with me."
Chu Yao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought Teasing her, "Then why didn't Mo Ting and I fall asleep deeply?"
"Do you want to hear what you fart?"
Sister Mi rolled her eyes and complained rudely: "If you two have something to do, why don't you wait until now? Mr. Mo is more reticent than a monk when facing you. He can't sleep with anyone."
Chu Yao turned over and rested his elbows on the wall. He looked at Sister Mi with a look that was charming to the core, "What if it is true?"
Sister Mi was cold. Hum: "Put out the yellow waste in your mind, don't mess with the innocent Mr. Mo."
Chu Yao was stunned for a moment.
Then I couldn’t stop laughing.
Sister Mi took out the clothes and threw them on her, "You can change them yourself. There is a hat inside. I'll go down with you later and the driver will take Mr. Mo to the back door so he can move the car."
Chu Yao was still smiling and didn't say anything. Sister Mi didn't care about her and went out first.
After returning to the hotel, Sister Mi left and went to another room to have supper with the assistants.
Mo Tingshen knocked on the door, but no one answered. He called and no one answered, so he stood at the door and waited. Within five minutes, the door opened and Chu Yao pulled him in.
She had taken a shower. She was wearing a bathrobe and the belt around her waist was tied loosely. Her shoes were scattered in the hallway. Mo Ting stepped down and stepped on one, so he quickly lifted it up. Chu Yao tugged him recklessly, and he stumbled forward, hugging her in time and supporting the shoe cabinet.
"Do you know what image you have in Sister Mi's mind?"
(End of this chapter)