Chapter 1087
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Qin Mo replied slowly, "So what if I let you do it?"
Bo Jiu stilled. Did the Almighty know something? Was he testing her?
She hadn't even made a move yet. How did the Almighty know her motive for going to America?
Qin Mo arched a brow. "Why? You didn't forget to kidnap me even in your dreams. Why aren't you speaking now? "
"Did I say I wanted to kidnap you in my dreams?" Bo Jiu retorted.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand and patted her face gently. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. "More than once. Last night, when I hugged you, you said it three times. I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."
She had really let it slip in her sleep.
It seemed like her plan hadn't been exposed.
The current situation was far better than she had imagined.
She hadn't met Movie Queen An yesterday, the Almighty had been setting her up. She didn't have to think about how to explain herself.
But Madam Zhang was still listening. Hey, couldn't he save her some face?
With that, Bo Jiu turned towards the direction where Madam Zhang had been standing.
Only then did she realize that there was no one around. After taking the photos, Auntie Zhang saw that the two of them had something to talk about, so she took the photos and left excitedly. She didn't want to disturb the young master here.
Which meant that they were the only ones left in the room.
Since it was just the two of them.
What else could she care about?
Since the Almighty had requested for her to kidnap him, she could give it a try before heading over.
The moment she thought about it, the real gangster appeared. "You're really willing to let me kidnap you?"
Qin Mo watched her. Her excited expression didn't seem proper at all. "You can give it a try."
The intelligent Bo Jiu quickly realized this was an opportunity.
With a nimble flip, she pressed down on Qin Mo's right shoulder and pushed him onto the bed. She didn't remove her wig, her silky long hair falling with her movements, sweeping across Qin Mo's face.
Qin Mo glanced up, his bandaged hand hanging by the side of the bed. He watched as she pressed him down, his gaze moving downwards.
Today, Bo Jiu was wearing a knitted black dress. When she did this, not only were her fair collarbones exposed, even her curves and long, snow-white legs were visible.
Especially when he bent his long legs, he couldn't help but want to hold them in his hands.
Qin Mo retracted his gaze, his eyes deepening by an inch. Something seemed to have reached a critical point.
At this moment, Bo Jiu was still deep in thought about how to tie him up.
By the time she reacted, the hand that was originally hanging by the side of the bed had already wrapped around her waist. His fingers slowly moved up, to her back and the back of her neck. Finally, his fingertips delved into her restlessly hot hair.
Bo Jiu stopped abruptly.
At that time, she could clearly feel the change in his breathing.
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