Chapter 1830: My Feet Are Sore

He went to the cloakroom to get pajamas and coincidentally discovered a box in the corner with a lid that couldn’t be closed, filled with his clothes, unfolded and stuffed in carelessly.

He curled his lips and snorted with a laugh.

He fetched the pajamas for her to change into, his body not touching the bed, always bending down, his shirt and suit pants all wet, barefoot, avoiding the carpet while walking, leaving wet footprints all over the floor.

“I’m all wet too, where did you hide my clothes?”

“Did I hide them?”

Chu Yao lay there, turning her face to the side, resting on her arms, her eyes slightly raised, scanning inch by inch over his wet body, then brazenly meeting his face, “I didn’t hide them, you should look carefully.”

Mo Tingshen knew well her usual self, and he deliberately said, “If I find them, will you let me wear them?”

Chu Yao didn’t give a reply.

“You’ll let me wear them, right, okay.”

Mo Tingshen went directly to get clothes, then went to take a shower, coming out wearing the same pajamas, just walking to the bedside, when someone kicked out a foot, he quickly caught her foot.

“What are you doing?”

Chu Yao poked forward with her toe, “It’s clean on the outside, is that enough? How do you wash the inside if it’s dirty?”

“It’s not dirty, you can check.”

Chu Yao moved her neck, twisting left and right, her bones making a slight cracking sound, she placed her chin on the back of her hand, grinding it slightly, then lay back in the previous position, now giving him a sidelong glance, her tone containing obvious contempt.

“No need to check, I don’t touch things others have used, I’m not a scavenger.”

Hiss…

This mouth.

Truly harsh with words.

Mo Tingshen held back his breath, just about to find a spot to sit down, when Chu Yao’s foot nudged in his palm.

“Brother, my foot’s sore.”

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Her face became aggrieved in the blink of an eye, her eyes moist, “You’ve held it up too long, it’s getting sore.”

Mo Tingshen covered her calf with his other hand, sat down sideways, placed her leg on his lap, pulled the blanket over her, and reached in to massage.

Only rubbed twice, then stopped.

Chu Yao was not satisfied, “Why did you stop?”

“You call me by another name, and I’ll massage you.”

“Every time I call you brother, don’t you always like it?”

“That was before, it’s different now, change it.” Unbeknownst to himself, his voice increasingly carried affection.

It’s just that Chu Yao always asks for a mile when given an inch, she hummed, “Then never mind, it’s not sore suddenly.”

As she said it, she was about to withdraw her foot.

“Hey you…”

Mo Tingshen held onto her foot, unwilling to let go, swallowing the breath caught in his throat, not daring to lose his temper, he sighed, “Fine, I’ll rub it for you, my ancestor.”

Chu Yao stretched her foot back, but her face turned inward.

“There was nothing between me and that female celebrity, I was on a business trip those two days, she happened to stay at the same hotel as me, got paparazzi to take fake pictures, and coincidentally, the project in my hands at that time was very important, I was busy every day with only two hours of sleep, I got careless and let them take advantage of it, by the time the rumors spread, it was too late to withdraw the news.”

Mo Tingshen spoke softly and clearly, word by word.

He had been used by a female celebrity, just a few vague photos concocting a relationship, those women’s tricks, twists and turns, he found it troublesome to handle as a big man, so he passed it to the PR company, but after that day, Chu Yao wouldn’t answer his calls anymore.