Chapter 783
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Every single person who had accompanied Supreme Alliance to this day.
Something that had never been extinguished in the depths of their hearts.
Supreme Alliance would definitely win!
"Alright." Little cutie, if you confess, Young Master Qin will definitely freeze you with his cold eyes. How should I put it? You should just bear with it.
After hanging up such a positive phone call, Zhang Zian was stunned.
Feng Yi didn't forget to look for the 'culprit'!
He called two times but no one picked up.
Feng Yi inhaled deeply. He didn't call the third time, instead, sending a WeChat message.
"I don't believe you can sleep peacefully with Little Spade by your side. I know you aren't sleeping. Boss Qin, Almighty Qin, please pick up the phone!"
Qin Mo successfully saw through Feng Yi's resentment towards him in this message.
He raised his hand slowly, picking up the third call. "What's the matter?"
His tone was nonchalant, as though he hadn't done anything!
"It isn't appropriate for you to send such a photo with such a caption, it isn't acceptable in the country," Feng Yi reminded him.
Qin Mo asked, "If you can't stand it, will you go crazy when I tell everyone that she really belongs to me?"
Feng Yi inhaled deeply. "I'm not the one going crazy, the fans are. Boss Qin, Almighty Qin, even if you want to cause trouble, you have to take it easy."
And what did he mean by she really belongs to me?
Feng Yi felt the need to remind him again. "Little Spade isn't of age yet."
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to her for now. I'm hanging up."
Feng Yi glanced at the screen. Do? Did Boss Qin use the word 'do' just now? Why did Little Spade seem even more dangerous after hearing it?!
Qin Mo did have the intention to do that to the person in front of him.
But it wasn't perfect.
She hadn't even taken the initiative to sit on his waist. How could it be perfect?
Qin Mo reached out, his fingers sliding over the youngster's wrist. Then he held onto it, his lips curving upwards.
He purposely lowered the temperature of the heater. It was cold on a rainy day and humans had an innate need for warmth.
After a short while, Bo Jiu leaned over, automatically searching for a source of warmth.
Qin Mo reached out his other hand and placed it on the other side of the youngster's head. He closed his eyes in an absolutely possessive position.
Sooner or later, he would deal with this fellow!
Bo Jiu didn't know anything but her body's memory was still there. Hence, when she woke up the next morning, her ears were red.
He glanced at the Almighty, who was sleeping beside him, and jumped off the bed.
After entering the bathroom, the first thing he did was to wash his face.
Then, he checked his pajamas. Other than being a little messy, everything else was normal.
Then why did she have such a dream?
Bo Jiu looked at her own face in the mirror and flicked the stray silver hair that was stuck to her ear.
It was the kind of numbness that rose from his tailbone when he was half-asleep and half-awake.
She felt that the Almighty had touched her somewhere.
Bo Jiu frowned. Or had she been dreaming? Had she automatically seen the Almighty's face? It was just a feeling.
Have this dream.
Bo Jiu's face heated up. She poured herself some cold water and placed both hands on the basin. That action was very handsome. Some men wouldn't be able to do it, but the youngster was the one who did it. It made her look tough.
Qin Mo leaned against the bathroom door, his thin lips curved into a faint smile. Then he walked over slowly.
Bo Jiu stilled. It was probably because the person in her dream had become the Almighty. Now that she saw that handsome and elegant face, she felt a chill run down her spine.
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