Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Where the Hell is Your Waist??? Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Where the Hell is Your Waist??? Ji Haochuan, wearing a big wavy wig and a dress, enthusiastically hugged Mo Chen’s body.
“Brother Mo Chen~ Is that how Qiao calls you?”
At that moment!
The man’s face turned ugly to the extreme, a strong urge to kick Ji Haochuan out overcame him!
Gu Mocheng’s voice came through the invisible earpiece: “Mo Chen! Control yourself! Do you want to watch Qiao Ruoxin disappear again? Endure! Hug his waist, hurry up!”
Mo Chen closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed the irritation within him, and hissed through clenched teeth, “You motherfucker, where’s the waist???”
Ji Haochuan: “What do you mean no waist? My waist is what I’m most proud of! Come on, hug me!”
Endure!
He endures!
He fucking endures!
Mo Chen stiffly raised his arms and hugged Ji Haochuan’s solid, thick waist!
Touching that wig, he really wanted to throw this guy into the Huangpu River as fish food!
“I warn you, move again and I’ll stomp you to death!”
Ji Haochuan: “Are you always this fierce with sister Qiao? No wonder she doesn’t like you, tsk tsk…”
Mo Chen: “Fuck… shut up!”
So disgusting!
How much longer must he endure???
…
Watching from a distance, Qiao Ruoxin nearly missed a beat of her heart at the sight of them embracing.
Has Mo Chen really fallen for another woman?
The man who would feel nauseous and vomit from being too close to women was now intimately holding another woman!!!
Qiao Ruoxin’s face turned a little pale, a sense of indescribable panic washing over her.
She shoved Lu Siheng away, wanting to rush over.
Lu Siheng blocked her way within seconds: “What are you going to do? Start a quarrel? It’s his birthday party tonight, with so many people around, don’t make a scene.”
Qiao Ruoxin had a sudden brainwave, shouting over Lu Siheng’s shoulder, “Uncle Mo! When did you get here?”
Hmm?
Lu Siheng subconsciously turned his head to look.
Then, she quickly ran toward the lake, struggling a bit in her high heels, but it didn’t matter anymore.
But the closer she got, the more she felt something odd about the ‘woman’ in Mo Chen’s arms.
So tall? An international supermodel?
That broad back, large frame…
Was this a King Kong Barbie?
“Mo Chen!”
Qiao Ruoxin rushed in front of them and yelled angrily, then was instantly stupefied, dumbfounded.
The person in his arms was… Ji Haochuan dressed as a woman???
Ji Haochuan was a cross-dressing master???
An awkward silence hung in the air for ten seconds, or maybe a minute, or perhaps even longer…
Suddenly, Mo Chen unceremoniously pushed Ji Haochuan away, his face looking extremely unwell.
This was probably the most awkward and embarrassing moment of his life.
“You… What the… you…” Qiao Ruoxin’s fingertips trembled as she pointed at them, unable to utter a complete sentence or even know what to say.
Ji Haochuan covered his face, thinking, they shouldn’t have recognized me, right?
“Aiya, you found out, I’m off, I’m off!” Ji Haochuan turned and fled, his running posture full of masculine energy.
Qiao Ruoxin looked at Mo Chen with an indescribable expression in her eyes.
The man caught her look and snapped irritably, “Qiao Ruoxin! What are you thinking!”
“Brother Mo Chen, do you like…”
“Not at all!!!”
“Have you ever…”
“Never!!!”
…
In the manor villa, Gu Mocheng, holding a pair of binoculars, had witnessed everything. The binoculars fell onto the carpet as he wore a face bereft of hope.
“How did I come to know such clowns? A tragedy turned into a comedy, it’s hopeless…”
Gu Mocheng rubbed his forehead, suddenly feeling a piercing headache at his temples.