Chapter 1292
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The Almighty was still smiling when he said this, his breath landing beside her ear. It was slightly seductive.
Bo Jiu tilted her head. "Ice and fire, hot and cold at the same time. It's not good for my body if this continues."
Qin Mo stilled, not expecting such an answer. His thin lips landed on her forehead. "What about now?"
"It's hot." Bo Jiu smiled. "Brother Mo, I just ate a piece of candy, do you want a kiss? I guarantee it'll be sweet. "
Qin Mo removed a layer of the blanket. After hearing her words, he arched a brow lazily. "In your dreams, Little Gangster."
"Sleeping on the same bed without a kiss is the real gangster." Bo Jiu took a deep breath, her pale face tinged with a tinge of red. She wanted to kick the blanket away.
The moment she moved, Qin Mo pressed down on her legs, his voice deep. "Do you want to catch a cold?"
"The blanket is thick." Bo Jiu didn't want to hug him through the blanket as it would be too distant.
Qin Mo glanced at her rascally look. "Do you regret exposing my honey trap?"
"Yes." Bo Jiu watched as he reached out to pull her over and changed the blanket. The weight on her body was light but the temperature was comfortable. She took the opportunity to hug his waist.
Qin Mo didn't reject her but he pointed at a certain prey. "Don't move your hands."
"It's a little difficult," Bo Jiu replied seriously. "Why don't I play for a while? With both hands, I'll be able to maintain some self-control."
"Mmh," Qin Mo replied, his emotions indiscernible.
Bo Jiu knew he had seen through her probing. She took the phone over and thought for a moment. "Brother Mo."
"What?" Qin Mo leaned against the headboard, his fingers twirling a poker card.
Bo Jiu tilted her head. "Do you want to take a look at your official Weibo account?"
"You want me to take a look?" Qin Mo's gaze deepened when he asked this.
Bo Jiu nodded. "I want you to know there are many people waiting for you."
Qin Mo didn't say anything. He emptied one hand, his expression nonchalant.
It didn't matter if he took a look or not.
He wasn't interested in the past.
But from the looks of it, she wanted him to take a look.
Qin Mo's breath turned cold.
Well, no one would like the current him.
It was probably the same for her.
Qin Mo lifted his thin lips, his eyes cold. "Phone."
Bo Jiu moved her fingers and turned off the screen. "Forget it."
Qin Mo's expression was noble. "Mmh?"
"If you don't like it, then don't." Bo Jiu laughed. "It doesn't matter if I lose my memory or not. It's better this way, no one will snatch it from me."
Qin Mo's gaze trembled, but he quickly regained his composure. He said slowly, "Then you have to watch over me."
"I will," Bo Jiu replied, gripping the phone in her hands.
Qin Mo glanced over. "Aren't we going to play games?"
"I thought you didn't like it? I'm not fighting anymore. "Bo Jiu pressed the tip of her tongue against her cheek.
Qin Mo tapped on her phone screen. "If you like it, I'll watch you play. That way, you won't be up to no good."
Bo Jiu arched a brow. "Brother Mo, if you don't say the last sentence, Sugar Daddy will like you more."
"That's a pity, the last sentence is what I really mean." Qin Mo patted her face lightly, his voice lazy and pleasant. "Let's start, let me see how you play."
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