Chapter 1284: Get It Yourself

Han Che was moved to tears.

Look, Young Madam would even give him his favorite food separately, while Third Master could only eat what Young Madam left behind.

In this lifetime, he must serve Young Madam unwaveringly, even if, by chance, in the future, they separate, he’d follow Young Madam.

After eating to their fill and returning, Nan Jiaojiao was so full that she didn’t want to move.

Even bathing required Bo Yanching to carry her.

But after the bath, lying in bed, her brain must have been waterlogged, as she suddenly figured it out.

She could have been slender, but as soon as she gets on the scale tomorrow, she’ll definitely have gained weight.

Bo Yanching was just jealous of her beauty and deliberately trying to fatten her up!

After figuring this out, Nan Jiaojiao kicked Bo Yanching off the bed, sending him to sleep on the sofa, and locked the door swiftly.

The next day.

Chu Yao just woke up, her eyes still not open, and her head was about to explode with pain.

She drank too much last night, and now karma has come back to her.

She wanted to vomit but, holding onto the toilet, nothing came out, so she just sat there and did her business.

She lingered in her room for a long time, ordered takeout, and then slowly moved out, planning to boil some hot water to drink.

But as soon as she walked out, she smelled food.

“Brother?”

Mo Tingshen came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He placed a bowl of millet porridge opposite her, “Come over and have breakfast.”

“I ordered takeout.”

She said that, but her feet were honest.

By the time Chu Yao realized it, she was already seated at the dining table, chopsticks in hand.

Mo Tingshen didn’t respond, returned to the kitchen to fill a bowl of millet porridge, sat opposite her, and frequently picked dishes for her.

Chu Yao kept feeling something swaying in front of her eyes.

At first, she didn’t think much of it, but after closely examining Mo Tingshen, she noticed the pink handcuffs on his wrist.

“Why are you still wearing that?

Do you have a kink or something?”

Mo Tingshen gave her a look of annoyance, lifted his hand, and heavily rested his elbow on the dining table, probably worried the thing on his hand wasn’t obvious enough, almost shoving it in Chu Yao’s face.

“Don’t you know if your brother has a kink or not?”

Chu Yao took a breath in disbelief, “Don’t talk nonsense!

You didn’t sleep with me last night, how would I know!”

Mo Tingshen pressed his lips taut, “Unlock it for me.”

“Can’t you unlock it yourself?” Chu Yao asked a particularly naive question.

She figured Mo Tingshen was probably a superhero or a strongman; anyway, there’s nothing he can’t accomplish.

Then two cold laughs were thrown her way, “The key is with you, how can I unlock it?”

“Huh?” She definitely forgot, and pretentiously replied, “Oh.”

Where did I put it?

Chu Yao groped around, even took off her slippers to check her feet, Mo Tingshen grew impatient and grabbed Chu Yao’s shoulder, pulling her over.

Gritting his teeth, he said, “What are you pretending for with your brother!”

“Pretend what?”

Chu Yao looked into his eyes, her lips curved slightly, and her innocent expression gradually turned into a sly fox’s.

She subtly raised her eyebrows, looked downward, hinting for him to look down as well, “Where did I put it?

Didn’t you see last night?

Take it yourself.”

Mo Tingshen’s eyes didn’t move, still fixated on her face.

After a while, he released Chu Yao, picked up the chopsticks again, “Forget it, I’ll wear it.”

Chu Yao’s eyebrows twitched, “Aren’t you afraid of losing face?”

“Not afraid,” he smiled coldly, “Since you gave it, I have to flaunt it.”

Chu Yao’s face twitched.

He was shameless, but she cared!