Ethan's face finally looked better, and he pointed to Mo Yao and introduced: "Mo Qiye is my honored guest, if you don't serve him well, Lao Tzu will sell you to the underground to dance the 'clothes' dance." ”

The girl smiled enchantingly, sat down close to Mo Yao's body, stroked his chest with her little hand, and said coquettishly: "Seventh Master, you see that he is so fierce, you have to protect others." ”

Mo Yao snorted coldly, and swept away her angry hand on his chest in disgust.

Ethan's attention had shifted and he hadn't noticed Mo Yao's movements, he was greeting the girls presumptuously, "Comebaby, comeon!" A girl walked past him, and Ethan stretched out his fat hand and touched her buttocks, causing a jolt.

Mo Yao doesn't like such an occasion, but he doesn't don't don't do it when it comes to making a scene.

"Vila, toast to the Seventh Master." Ethan handed a glass of wine to the woman in the white cheongsam, she took it, got up and half-knelt on the sofa, picked up the glass and poured the wine into her mouth, and pressed it to Mo Yao's chest, and she was about to toast Mo Yao with her mouth to mouth.

Mo Yao casually copied his cup, collided with Vila's cup that he hadn't put down yet, raised his eyebrows, and then pointed to the singing table in front of him, "Go and sing a song to Ye." ”

Vila was surprised, her bewitching face was full of puzzlement, this was the first time she had been refused a toast, and she began to suspect that it was her own technical problem. Dissatisfied, he twisted his thin waist and hips to order a song.

After a few more drinks, Mo Yao excused himself to go to the bathroom and walked out of the box. The KTV sound insulation is not very good, there is a miasma of smoke and deafening noise everywhere, Mo Yao lit a cigarette and walked downstairs.

On the second floor, he saw a familiar figure by the window of the café.

"Chu Qiao?" Mo Yao stopped unexpectedly.

Chu Qiao was sitting alone on the sofa by the window, holding a cup of coffee in both hands, and was drinking slowly.

The sunlight shines obliquely through the glass window, covering her with a layer of light veil as thin as cicada wings, gentle and beautiful.

Under the slender eyelashes, a pair of beautiful eyes are like water, bright and clear, and the face lines are soft, maybe because they don't like to laugh very much, some condensation, but it does not affect the appearance, from which angle they are 360-degree beauties.

Except for the first time he saw Chu Qiao, Mo Yao never looked at her seriously and carefully, but now when he looked at it, there was a feeling of surprise in his eyes.

Mo Yao suddenly remembered a word, time is quiet, and it is very suitable to use it on Chu Qiao at this time.

She was wearing a short watermelon red dress, which was very eye-catching, and Mo Yao kept throwing coveted glances at her when she saw the man at the table next to her. Disaster water, sure enough.

Mo Yao didn't even notice the inadvertent curvature of the corners of her lips, and walked towards her with her footsteps.

"Zhang Xian, this way." Mo Yao was stunned, and his footsteps stopped instantly.

It turns out that the beautiful woman has an appointment.

Mo Yao deliberately ignored the inexplicable sense of loss in his heart and looked at Chu Qiao's eyes. A tall and thin man was walking quickly towards Chu Qiao, with a handsome face smiling, although he was dressed a little casually, but from top to bottom, he was a world-class brand.

It's hard to imagine that a broken woman bought back from the slave market would be associated with such a man.

Xu is sudden strange gaze, Zhang Xian looked at Mo Yao.

Out of instinct to protect himself, Mo Yao retreated backwards and hid behind the stairs.

Seeing that there was no one at the staircase, Zhang Xianxin smiled, perhaps because he was too sensitive.

A flash of gaze was taken in by Mo Yao, and those eyes were as sharp as a blade, with a fine light that not just anyone has.

Mo Yao's narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, it turned out to be him! -

Yo, quietly dating a discovery bird, please call me an unscrupulous stepmother