The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1255

Chu Yao didn't care about this, but he was in high spirits, so it was not good to pour cold water on it.

Fans of passers-by are also fans, and if they are willing to fight for her now, they may become black fans at any time, so it is safe for her to talk less.

"Sister Yao, where are you going?"

Even the name has changed.

"When I took a taxi, didn't I have a destination?"

The driver took a look, his eyes widened.

Hey!
bar!

"Sister Yao, aren't you afraid of being photographed when you go to that kind of place?"

Chu Yao smiled, "Who said you can't go to bars if you're a celebrity, and if I go to drink, the boss won't stop me from entering."

"That's right, sister Yao, you should be careful in that kind of place, do you need me to wait for you outside?"

"No, just go."

Chu Yao stroked the hair on the sideburns, hooked it behind the ears, raised the exposed half of his face slightly, and waved deeply to Mo Ting who was still standing outside the car.

Mo Tingshen didn't get into the car until the car was no longer visible. Just as he started, he slammed on the brakes and pulled his body forward. With a gloomy expression, he took off his glasses and called his assistant.

Said the license plate number, "Follow me, see where she is going, watch closely, don't let her find out."

After hanging up the phone, Miss Mi called, "President Mo, is Xiao Yao with you?"

Mo Tingshen: "It's here."

"Okay, okay, I'm just asking. There's nothing else to do. She has no work arrangements for tomorrow. She will take a day off."

The man said with a sullen face, "Yeah."

The car didn't start right away, and stayed in place for a long time.

An hour later, Mo Ting took a deep shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of red wine. There was only a warm lamp in the living room, and the hazy halo came through inch by inch. The man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, as if A layer of dark black light was drawn on the edge, and the hand holding the bottom of the cup was slightly exerted, and a few strong blue veins stretched out on the back of the hand.

His mind was full of the appearance of Chu Yao leaning close to his face and talking.

The more I think about it, the more I can't calm down.

The red wine he sipped slowly made him dry in one gulp.

Turning around and putting the cup on the coffee table, he said in a cold voice: "Unscrupulous!"

……

bar.

"No more?"

Chu Yao slapped on the bar counter, looking at the bartender, "I, Chu Yao, don't you know me? Can I buy your wine without money?"

"Miss Chu, you really can't drink anymore, you drink too much."

Half of the bar counter is full of cocktails, such as tequila and brandy. She doesn't touch red ones. She has been sitting on the bar counter asking for wine since she entered the bar. She can't drink all the wine lunatics have.

How dare a bar give alcohol.

Besides, this is a big star, if something really happens, it won't end well.

Chu Yao supported his head lazily, narrowed his eyes and said, "Did someone say hello to you?"

"No!" The bartender denied it.

After speaking, he looked nervously at her face.

As soon as he entered the bar from Chu Yao, he was recognized by others. Many men who were ready to move wanted to strike up a conversation, but none of them could get close, and they were all stopped by the secretly protecting bodyguards.

The bartender was naturally greeted, but Chu Yao not only asked for wine, but she also grabbed it!

Accidentally, Chu Yao snatched away half a bottle of tequila in his hand.

"Miss Chu, you can't take that wine away!"

"Stand there," Chu Yao pointed his finger at the bartender's brow from a distance, "tell Mo Tingshen, he—hiccup!"

A wine hiccup shook her a few steps, and when she stood still, she suddenly became angry, "He's a bastard! If you dare not let me drink, I'll strip him off!"

(End of this chapter)