Chapter 1267: Afraid You'll Run Away

Mo Tingshen’s eyebrows twitched.

He not only ignored her, but also attacked with his eyes.

Chu Yao pretended not to see his sullen face and impatiently poked him with her toe.

On the fourth poke, her ankle was caught in the man’s palm.

Mo Tingshen sat at the edge of the bed, placed Chu Yao’s foot on his leg, his massage technique already perfected through frequent practice, etched into his bones.

Chu Yao lay down and closed her eyes to enjoy.

The room was very quiet; she could almost hear the music from the bar across the way.

“I don’t mind you playing around, but you need to take care of yourself.

Just grabbing someone from the bar and daring to take them to the hotel, where does that courage come from?”

Chu Yao slowly hummed her breath, “What’s wrong with people from the bar, is that not okay?”

“Not okay!”

“So celebrities from my circle are okay?”

“Even more not okay!”

“Oh.”

She opened her eyes and looked blankly at the ceiling, “Then what about rich second generation?

Official’s kids?

Or virgins?

But it’s hard to find a virgin with status at this age, no one is okay, then how do I spend my nightlife?”

Mo Tingshen paused, finally willing to face her, the words rolling around in his mouth several times, “Thinking of falling in love?”

Chu Yao pouted, “Yes, but as soon as someone comes, you chase them away, how do I date?”

Mo Tingshen’s brows furrowed tightly, staring at her for a while, his face growing darker, but after staring he looked down at her foot again, and his massage got slightly rougher.

“I might not oppose, but you need to find someone who truly cares for you, none of those you bring in just to annoy me are okay.”

Chu Yao scoffed, “I think ‘Ducky’ is quite good, he dances for me, even takes me to play on the waterbed, the same one you’re sitting on now.”

She bounced up, the waterbed moving with a ‘duang duang’, initially using too much force, then no need to move herself, the bed tossed her up and down, rolling inside the bed, “Brother, look, isn’t it fun?”

Mo Tingshen frowned so much he could kill hundreds of flies.

When Chu Yao rolled over from inside, he held her up in his arms and placed her on the sofa.

Chu Yao was unhappy, “What are you doing?”

“It’s dirty there.”

“Isn’t it just as dirty here?” Chu Yao patted the sofa, “So spacious, maybe someone loved on this before.”

“Why do you say such things!”

Mo Tingshen picked her up, moving her from the chaise to the other side of the double sofa, it’s narrow, somewhat cleaner.

After placing her down, he inexplicably felt a block in his chest, angrily asking, “Still want a massage?”

After asking, he put on a face, feeling his mood wouldn’t calm down without a couple of cigarettes, just as he planned to head to the balcony for a smoke, suddenly with a ‘click’, a pink handcuff fell onto his hand.

The other end was held by Chu Yao.

“What are you doing?”

“Afraid you’ll run.”

Chu Yao fiddled with the handcuff on her wrist, just about to cuff herself, hesitated, looking around, the sofa’s armrest was wooden, carved design, she found a position where she cuffed the other end.

Mo Tingshen followed the force she was pulling, half-kneeling in front, coldly said, “Stop playing, unlock it for me.”

“No.”

Chu Yao waved the key at him, tossed it into her neckline before his eyes.

Mo Tingshen’s face turned grim.

Chu Yao kicked him with her foot, “Still need a massage, this foot hasn’t been done.”

Mo Tingshen took a deep breath, pressing his anger down, “How am I supposed to massage with one hand!”