Bo Jiu felt that the Almighty's danger level was extremely high today.
Just as she was about to say something, someone lifted her chin.
Her chin was lifted. At first, she didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do.
But when his finger brushed past the corner of her lips, there was a slight warmth as he rubbed against it.
That was when Bo Jiu realized that the Almighty was wiping her mouth.
It was as though a gust of wind had blown over. Her surroundings were filled with his familiar scent.
It was thicker than the sandalwood in the room. The scent of mint and tobacco penetrated her heart. It was hard to escape.
"How much food did you secretly eat? You're so dirty."
His voice was already pleasant to listen to, and coupled with this kind of smiling words, it sounded even more pleasant.
It was a rare sight.
Bo Jiu didn't even look up when a kiss landed on her lips. It was slightly cold, but in such a summer day, it was comforting to touch.
It was as though the distance she had felt before was just an illusion.
Bo Jiu didn't understand. Her eyes were filled with doubt.
However, Qin Mo pressed her against the door frame. His originally light kiss gradually changed, as though he wanted to swallow her whole into his stomach.
Even his breath was different from usual.
The kiss made both of their pulse beat differently than before.
The tip of his tongue was numb from the sucking, and his heartbeat was much faster than before. His mind was completely blank, and his thoughts were sucked away.
Qin Mo's hand was on her waist from behind. Bo Jiu's T-shirt was half opened, her porcelain white waist was exposed. Their position was indescribably intimate.
"Brother Mo …" Bo Jiu tilted her head, wanting him to stop.
Indeed, Qin Mo stopped. His lips curled up, and his breath landed beside her ear. It was a little unstable and low. "Why? Don't you like it? "
That handsome face that was stained with love made him look like a demon from a cult. His pitch-black hair was also softer than usual, and that tone of his.
Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes and muttered, "Don't use your beauty to tempt me."
Qin Mo paused. Then he smiled, reaching out to help the youngster tidy her clothes. He retracted his hand like a gentleman. "Let's go eat."
"Mmh," Bo Jiu replied. She watched as he walked away. Something seemed amiss that she hadn't noticed.
But she couldn't explain it.
The two of them walked out of the study one after another.
At this moment, the international director and Movie Queen An were almost done talking.
He asked Bo Jiu which day she was planning to fly over so that someone could make arrangements.
Qin Mo's hand, which was swirling the red wine glass, paused. He asked casually, "Fly over?"
Movie Queen An chuckled with a hint of glee. "Jiu just agreed to our production team's invitation to fly to America with me. Let me tell you, Jiu is doing this willingly. As the captain, don't play your capitalist game and forbid Jiu from going here or there."
Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes darkened, the warmth in his body disappeared, his voice faint. "She isn't suited to go abroad."
Not suitable to go abroad?
Movie Queen An shook her head. "Son, your excuse isn't convincing at all."
Qin Mo put down his chopsticks and opened his mouth.
"Brother Mo, do you want to go with me? They said that the environment there isn't bad. It should be helpful for your hand's treatment."
Let him tag along?
This was something Qin Mo hadn't considered.
After all, the person standing in front of him wasn't the Young Master Fu but a new soul.
From the information he had, she had been planning to go abroad, probably because she was worried that he would guess something.
A certain someone was hiding too many secrets.
The biggest one was probably the one he had just found out about.
She wanted him to tag along because she was certain that he wouldn't be able to find out. That was why she was so daring to make a move under his nose.
Qin Mo raised his wine glass and took a sip. "When are we going?"
"Three days later." Bo Jiu felt that the first step of her kidnapping was about to be completed. Hence, she added, "I asked the director and he said that there aren't many scenes, it shouldn't take long." Bo Jiu replied naturally, "Once we're done, we can walk around the area."
That way, it would be easier to kidnap someone.
Bo Jiu supported the side of her face, replying to Qin Mo, throwing out a bait. "I have never gone overseas with Brother Mo, this is a good chance."
Qin Mo chuckled. Indeed, he had never gone overseas alone with a certain someone.
But at this moment, Qin Mo was pondering over something else.
For example, why was she so insistent on getting him to tag along?
This time.
What exactly did she want?
Z.
Qin Mo's long fingers tapped against the edge of the glass, seemingly in deep thought. After a moment, he replied, "Alright."
He watched as Bo Jiu's eyes lit up, like a little fox that had succeeded in her scheme. His lips lifted. "But I have a condition."
She had to pay a price to kidnap the Almighty. Bo Jiu understood this logic. She held her chin and smiled lazily. "Brother Mo, tell me, what is it?"
"You have to stay at my place for the three days before you leave." Qin Mo watched her.
Bo Jiu paused. This was a difficult request. If she stayed here, it wouldn't be easy to contact Hoshino.
However, it was not that there was no solution.
Tomorrow was the Fu Group's shareholders' meeting. The Almighty wouldn't be suspicious if she went out.
When she realized that Movie Queen An and the others were looking at her, Bo Jiu seemed to remember something. When she agreed, she added, "Brother Mo's hand isn't convenient. Do you want me to be a free nurse? Sure. "
Qin Mo knew why Bo Jiu had said that. He swept the youngster a glance. "A nurse who sleeps by herself and doesn't care about the patient?"
"I just got started, I'll get better in the future." Bo Jiu laughed heartily, not forgetting to lower her head to eat the rice in her bowl.
Qin Mo watched the youngster beside him. She was exceptionally obedient during meals. When she lowered her head, she would be fluffy. When she lifted her head, she would definitely be craving for a particular dish. She was adorable no matter how he looked at her.
No matter how accurate Qin Mo's analysis of Z.
He had never thought about it.
In reality, when the real Z appeared in front of him, she would be like this.
He recalled the first time they fought on the Fifth Avenue.
That arrogant youngster, who didn't seem to diminish even when she was surrounded by the police, was right beside his hand.
As long as he stretched his hand out, he would be able to touch her fluffy head.
The corners of Qin Mo's lips curled up slightly.
z。
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