Mr. Mo, your ex-girlfriend is asking for reconciliation again

Chapter 365 I'm going to play hide and seek in there tonight
Mo Chen gripped her jaw harder: "Say it again!"

"I just don't want to sleep with you! What can you do to me? Let go, let go, it hurts! It really hurts!" She felt like her face was about to be deformed, and she kept slapping the man's hands.

Mo Chen finally let her go. She rubbed her cheek and complained softly: "It hurts so much, pervert!"

"If you don't sleep with me tonight, I will throw you into that old house in the middle of the night."

Qiao Ruoxin was shocked for a moment: "What did you say?"

The man laughed out loud: "Are you scared? I'll ask you again, will you sleep with me?"

"I don't believe you will really throw me into the old house."

She just didn't believe that this bastard was so boring, and she also didn't believe that this bastard would be so cruel to her.

Mo Chen took out his cell phone, made a call, and said in a deep voice: "Go and book the old house last night. I want to play hide-and-seek in it tonight."

She looked confused.

A dog man is a dog, he can do anything!
She snatched the man's phone and answered the call: "Xiao Wu, Mr. Mo was just joking with you, don't take it seriously, go and get busy, um, um, it's okay, I'm here."

Then just hang up the phone.

"Mo Chen, are you serious? Are you really going to throw me into the old house? You know I'm scared!"

Mo Chen's handsome features were covered with a layer of ruffian spirit. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

The man approached step by step. She was pressed against the railing. With no way to retreat, she had to admit defeat: "Follow, follow, follow. Can't I sleep with you? Don't throw me into the old house. I'll be scared to death."

Mo Chen held her wrist, pulled her into his arms, touched her head with his big hand, and bent down to kiss her forehead.

"Be good, if you agree to sleep with me, I won't throw you in."

Anyway, it was not the time for shooting, so she looked around and saw no one.

She stood on tiptoe without hesitation and bit the man's shoulder, and then heard the man groan.

The man slapped her buttocks with a hoarse and lazy voice: "Be gentle, it hurts."

Qiao Ruoxin refused to give in, so she bit him. She had wanted to bite him for a long time but never found the chance.

He did not resist, but just let her bite him and hugged her tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Ruoxin finally let go of his shoulder and deliberately asked provocatively, "Does it hurt? Do you want me to bite the other side?"

"Still want to bite?"

"Isn't it okay?"

"Both shoulders are bitten, so I don't have the strength to hug you."

But she laughed out loud: "Who asked you to hug me? Did you get my permission? You can hug me whenever you want."

Mo Chen tapped her forehead with his slender fingers: "It's fine if you can't sleep, but you can't even hug you? You're asking for more."

"Didn't you say that participating in this variety show was like traveling with me? Why are you so disobedient?"

"..."

"Listen to what you should listen to, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."

She hit the man on the shoulder: "Then tell me what you should listen to and what you shouldn't listen to?"

Mo Chen played with her long hair, saying nonchalantly, "For example, if you don't sleep with me, I can't listen to you."

She snorted softly: "It's just a farce."

……

The cruise ship arrived at the shore.

All the recordings for tonight are finished, and everyone in the production crew returned to the hotel to rest and prepare for tomorrow’s recordings.

In the presidential suite.

Lu Xing'er and Lu Fei'er both had a sleepless night tonight, because they were suppressed by Qiao Ruoxin the whole day. "Sister! This Qiao Ruoxin is so infuriating. What kind of family background does she have? What right does she have to bully us like this? We are the daughters of the Lu Group, how can we be bullied by such a lowly actor!"

Lu Feier snorted coldly: "I really underestimated this Qiao Ruoxin. She is quite capable, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to coax the rumored hot-tempered Master Mo into submission."

"What should we do now? She has nothing and has relied on Mo Chen to get to this day. She has the nerve to be so arrogant. She is so shameless! But the most infuriating thing is that Mo Chen is bewitched by her and doesn't listen to advice at all!"

Lu Feier took a deep breath and said, "You have already put the bug in, what are you afraid of? As long as you find evidence that Qiao Ruoxin is not pregnant, you can go back and show it to Madam Mo immediately. Someone will naturally take care of her, and we don't have to do anything."

"But she never mentions this matter. When can I get evidence?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Go back and continue eavesdropping. You'll eventually hear something useful."

Lu Xing'er wanted to say something, but held it back: "Okay, sister, what should we do tomorrow? I heard that there will be a street competition. Qiao Ruoxin's fans are very powerful. There are fans everywhere. I'm afraid we will lose again."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I can't care so much anymore."

"Okay, then I'll go back to my room and sleep. Good night, sis."

"Ah."

After Lu Xing'er left, Lu Fei'er began to really think.

Originally, she was attracted by Mo Chen's hot temper and his tremendous power. If Mo Chen was with her sister, it would be convenient for them to fight for the family property in the future.

Otherwise, my father might give all the property to my younger brother.

But now it seems that Mo Chen has no interest in her sister Lu Xing'er at all.

Lu Feier also observed that her silly sister and Qiao Ruoxin were completely two different types.

Mo Chen likes a pampered and energetic little princess like Qiao Ruoxin. Lu Xing'er does not meet his aesthetic standards at all, from her inner qualities to her appearance.

……

at the same time.

Qiao Ruoxin had just finished taking a shower and came out in a bathrobe. Her skin was fair and tender, and her complexion was rosy.

She dried her hair and put the towel aside.

When I walked into the living room, I found Mo Chen leaning on the sofa with an ultra-thin laptop on his legs, seemingly working.

Hearing the footsteps, the man raised his eyes and glanced at her: "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

"It's okay, I want to let it dry naturally."

Qiao Ruoxin walked to the man, sat on the sofa, and glanced at the laptop screen. There was a pile of data that she couldn't understand.

"Are you occupied?"

The man held the back of her neck with one hand, but his eyes were always on the screen: "Yeah, I'm looking at some information."

She looked at the ashtray on the coffee table, which already had three or four cigarette butts in it.

Mo Chen had finished his shower long ago and was wearing a set of black pajamas, which suited his temperament very well.

"Have you applied the medicine?"

"No need to apply it. I think I'm almost healed." She was tired of applying the medicine, especially since Mo Chen always helped her apply it and touched me all the time, which was really embarrassing.

The man closed his laptop, put it on the sofa beside him, and looked at her: "Are you sleepy?"

"I am a little sleepy indeed. I am really tired today. I have been busy for a long time."

At this moment, the man's cell phone began to vibrate.

Mo Chen picked up the phone and took a look. It was his mother calling.

She saw it too and felt inexplicably nervous.

(End of this chapter)