23. Part.23 Shame on the Pacific

Five minutes later, Chu Qiao was thrown into Mo Yao's room by Beiying.

The man who dragged it like 258,000 yuan changed into a beige casual T-shirt, leaned comfortably on the sand back, and watched Chu Qiao kick and kick the door with a funny look.

"Don't waste your efforts, you kick and break your foot, and the door won't open." The man's languid voice came from his ears, and there was a chilling warning in his faint tone.

Chu Qiao's back was cold and he stopped.

"What do you want?" Chu Qiao looked at Mo Yao angrily, this man's appearance of smiling but not smiling made people want to rush up and punch him.

Mo Yao stared at her amusedly, and after a while, he said unhurriedly: "Miss Chu, you escaped from your master first, and broke into the house later, and now you are asking me what I want to do." I want to ask you, what do you want to do when you sneak into my house? ”

"I ......" Chu Qiao concluded, if she said that she wanted to take revenge on his brother, would she be dismantled by a click now, and then thrown into the Mexican rainforest to feed the lizards?

Chu Qiao burst into tears, she spent hundreds of yuan to find this place, but she didn't expect to be caught on the first night.

"What, regret it?" Seeing Chu Qiao's tearless face, Mo Yao laughed out loud for the first time.

Laughing, laughing, even laughing like this...... Well, she admitted, the way this violent man laughed was really, charming! The fawn in her heart couldn't help but jump a few more times.

"Ye is so good-looking, so that you can see straight?"

…… You are so good-looking and have nothing to be proud of, and you are not out to sell.

Chu Qiao pursed his lips, threw Mo Yao a knife eye, twisted his neck, turned his face to the floor-to-ceiling window, and no longer looked at Mo Yao's angry face.

As soon as his nasal cavity was hot, a viscous liquid gushed out, Chu Qiao was embarrassed, and hurriedly blocked the blood gushing out with his hand, turned around 180 degrees, and threw Mo Yao a gorgeous back.

Mo Yao was stunned, and his handsome face couldn't be hung up. The broken woman was clinging to the wall, with a heroic look that looked at death with it, and didn't he look at it directly?

His face sank, his eyes flashed with displeasure, and he strode towards Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao was secretly saddened that he had reached such a point that he had no chance to come out, and he heard the man's hurried footsteps approaching.

"Don't come here!" Chu Qiao stretched out one and waved it wildly behind his back, trying to stop Mo Yao from approaching. Because of pinching his nose and making a sound of urns, Mo Yao paused, and walked over in three steps and two steps.

A force pulling her arm forced her to turn around and face herself, with a face of blood on her hand, which really made Mo Yao feel shocked, and stared at Chu Qiao in disbelief.

His shocked eyes made Chu Qiao feel the urge to hit the wall.

What a shame to throw into the Pacific Ocean!

"You ......," Mo Yao thought to say, "It's really promising," but after a moment's hesitation, he changed it to "go and clean yourself." ”

After saying that, he dragged her into the bathroom.

As soon as the long arm stretched, he opened the water faucet, and pressed Chu Qiao to stuff it under the water faucet.

"You, I, I'll do it myself." Chu Qiao used both hands and feet to drive away Mo Yao, and one accidentally, a nosebleed rubbed Mo Yao's body, and five bright red fingers on the beige T-shirt.

The seventh master has a habit of cleanliness, and he is very strict zhòng, and when he looked down at the bloody fingers on his chest, he was immediately so angry that his hair stood up-

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