Early the next morning.

A certain famous club that is the most famous in city A.

"Come on! Come on! What's going on?" Mo Tingwei was locked up in a luxurious guest room. He was alone in the room. He was stripped naked, tied up and tied to the floor.

He couldn't move on the bed. Originally, he came here to spend money, but he didn't expect that after sleeping with a girl, he would wake up like this.

"Asshole, who dares to touch your grandpa? Get out of here!!" The sound insulation equipment is very good. Even if he shouts at the end of his throat, no one will hear him. He looks sideways at the service button next to the bedside table. The DND button is on.

, "Damn, who is playing such a prank!" You must complain!

He shouted all morning, but no one paid attention.[

At noon, the door opened and a male waiter came in.

He pushed a food cart.

There must be something to eat in the dining car, because the aroma has already wafted out.

Mo Tingwei finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person.

If there is someone, it means he is saved, but it won't take long for him to explode with anger.

The waiter pushed the dining cart aside and started to clean up the slightly messy room, but unexpectedly ignored him on the bed.

"Hey! Are you blind?" No matter how Mo Tingwei shouted, no one paid him any attention.

The waiter finally crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the man on the bed with a frown. From head to toe, then from feet to head, and finally stopped at the man's fatal part. Mo Tingwei's face turned red when he saw it. To be honest, he looked so good.

Big, this was really the first time that a man looked at him like this, looking at him carefully like he was looking at goods.

The waiter said, "Stop shouting and stay here for two days. Don't think about escaping, because there is not a single piece of clothing in the room." Not only are there no clothes, there are no sheets. If Mo Tingwei wants to escape, he really can.

A little difficult.

Half a moment.

The room was quiet for a while.

The waiter calmly ignored Mo Tingwei's hungry gaze and asked in a formulaic manner: "Are you hungry? The food is in the dining car. You can eat it yourself if you can."

"I'm a shit horse, I'm a clother... I'm a ghost!" Mo Tingwei twisted his body, he was angry, but he couldn't curse loudly, because his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry from shouting a few hours ago, and now

What bird language was spoken?
Chapter completed!