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

Chapter 1280 Call the police

Any signs of being tortured on Mo Tingshen's body are definitely related to Chu Yao.

He put the sexy handcuffs on, what would others think of her!
"you are vicious!"

Chu's waist teeth were broken. She put her hand into her collar and hooked out the key with her little finger. She took a few steps and sat directly on the table, putting one foot on his leg.

Mo Tingshen stretched out his hand.

Chu Yao inserted the key in.

"Click" sound.

Not twisted.

"Not this one?"

Mo Ting was so relieved that he looked up.

Chu Yao tried again and found that it was a key of this model, but after inserting it, he couldn't turn it.

"Did you get the wrong key?"

"Don't worry, it's the same model, just in case everyone can use it. I'll try it again, maybe it will work."

As soon as she tried it, she made a big effort, and the key broke into the lock with a "snap".

blocked.

This is missing!

"Thumb!"

"I, I, I...I didn't mean it!"

Chu Yao jumped up, didn't find the right direction when running, almost fell into his arms, braked quickly and ran to the utility room, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, looking for pliers and the like, but in the end she only found a plum blossom knife .

"Brother, can you use this?"

"What the fuck! Do you see the screws on these broken handcuffs?"

"Why aren't there any more?" She insisted and even looked for them. There were screws, but they were used to fix the rivets. There were indeed no screws that could open the handcuffs. She glanced at him guiltily and moved back. , "How about calling the police?"

Mo Tingshen...

"I want face!" Does he still have this idea?
Chu Yao didn't quite believe it.

Mo Tingshen called Lin Shu, and soon Lin Shu came with the tool. He had seen the thing in Mr. Mo's hand last night, but he didn't dare to ask. Not to mention how excited he was to receive the call so early in the morning. .

Rush over to watch the fun.

As a result, he flipped around and used the pliers and hammer, almost accidentally injuring Mo Tingshen's wrist, but he still couldn't untie it.

"Mr. Mo, this thing seems to be made of a special material and cannot be untied. How about calling the police?"

Mo Ting held his forehead deeply, all thoughts were lost.

An hour later, the firefighters came and left. Lin Shu took the tools away on the pretext of delivering them, and never came back after leaving.

Chu Yao also wanted to escape, but couldn't. She stood on the wall at the door, her back pressed against it. She had never stood so straight in her life.

Lin Shu had tidied up the house, and nothing that could make Mr. Mo feel upset was nowhere to be found.

Chu Yao didn't dare to express her anger. She watched Mo Tingshen sitting there eating. The table was full of her favorite food, but when he took down his chopsticks, they were almost gone.

After a fierce ideological struggle in her mind, Chu Yao still walked over spinelessly, trying her best to appear transparent. She raised the chair and put it down gently. She was just about to pick up a piece of beef when she stretched out her chopsticks and was slapped by Mo Tingshen. The chopsticks were stopped.

"Did I tell you to eat?"

Chu Yao licked his face and smiled, "Didn't my brother make it specially for me?"

"Oh, no, I had something on my hand and I didn't leave because I felt embarrassed. I'm going to borrow your kitchen."

"What about these ingredients...?"

"I ordered takeaway."

"Oh……"

She had never asked him dryly because of a bite to eat, and begged him: "Brother, I will just take a few bites and try to see if it tastes good."

Mo Tingshen didn't speak, so she took it as acquiescence.

But no matter which dish she extended her chopsticks to, she was stopped by Mo Tingshen. So far, her chopsticks haven't gotten any oil on them.

(End of this chapter)