Chapter 1617: Don't Fall Asleep

Chu Yao didn’t respond enthusiastically; she continued to tease him, recklessly.

Mo Tingshen picked her up and placed her on the bed.

The kiss suddenly broke off.

He supported himself with one hand beside her, forcing some distance between them.

“I have to leave for a little while, at most an hour. I’ll be back as soon as I can; wait for me.”

Chu Yao played with his ear and casually asked, “Where to?”

“I’m going to the Qiao Family.”

She raised her eyebrow slightly, “Then I’ll go with you.”

“You stay here, don’t cause trouble.”

She was well aware that if she appeared at the Qiao Family, it would shock them greatly, and she did it deliberately.

Mo Tingshen held her hand, restraining himself as he planted a kiss on the back of her hand. “I’ll be quick, wait for me to come back.”

“I don’t want to,” Chu Yao nudged upward, her head tilted into the pillow. “I’m feeling something now, you started the fire, and you’re not putting it out—having me wait for an hour, that’s not how it works. If you leave, believe it or not, I’ll call Ducky to serve me.”

“I believe you,” he said confidently, “But you don’t dare.”

Chu Yao squinted and smiled, “Men, it doesn’t matter once the lights are off; it’s the same with whoever. As long as someone puts out this fire on me and pays them to leave, I’ll just clean up before you come back.”

Mo Tingshen frowned and kissed her fiercely, almost wanting to devour her.

Knowing she wouldn’t do it was one thing, but hearing her say these infuriating words was unbearable.

Chu Yao was genuinely naughty; he wanted to leave but she wouldn’t give him a chance, her hands wrapping around him like a water snake, almost making Mo Tingshen fall for her. He suddenly turned his head, leading Chu Yao to miss her kiss on his cheek, grumbling discontentedly.

The coquettish little voice made him go crazy right then.

He swallowed several times.

“I must go,” he patted her arm, “Entertain yourself for a while, don’t be so relentless, if you cling any longer I truly won’t be able to leave.”

Mo Tingshen let go of her hand, tucked her under the covers, pulling them up and tucking them under her chin.

After thinking for a while, he ended up not closing the bedroom door, giving her one last glance, “Don’t fall asleep.”

It took a moment for Chu Yao to react.

Chinese characters are so profound and rich, such a serious phrase, yet uttered in such a suggestive manner.

Mo Tingshen hailed a car, unsuitable to drive after drinking, and called Lin Shoo once in the car, asking him to bring the information about the Qiao Family he’d gathered.

Lin Shoo had just reached home, only to turn around and leave again after getting undressed, grumbling under his breath, full of complaints.

Money’s hard to earn, crap’s hard to take.

Father Qiao received Mo Tingshen’s call and woke his wife. They noticed it was already eleven at night.

“Coming at this hour, what’s the matter?”

Mother Qiao quickly responded, “They’re getting married tomorrow; he remembered something urgent and came here, showing how important it is. Since he’s here, let’s meet him; we’ll soon be family, so be kind to your son-in-law.”

“When did I ever show him a bad face? Rongcheng City has only a few new elites. If I hadn’t coaxed Mo Li back then, frequently testing the waters, how could we have settled Mo Tingshen? With our family’s current situation, we couldn’t possibly climb up to him.”

Father Qiao was already getting dressed as he spoke, “You should get up too, just tidy up; no need to dress up.”