Chapter 869
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In that instant.
The gentleness in the bathroom seemed to have been sucked away.
All the warmth came to an abrupt end.
Qin Mo froze.
Even his long fingers that were hugging the person in his arms tightened.
Qin Mo lowered his lids, sweeping a glance at her face. His lips were pressed into a thin line, his brows thick and his nose high. His beautiful eyes were like a whirlpool, without a hint of emotion. His gaze was cold enough to tell how he was feeling right now.
Anyone familiar with Qin Mo would know that he had always been elegant and polite. Even when he was in a fight, he would always smile.
But now, the murderous aura rising from his body made it so no one dared to approach him.
It was still drizzling outside the window. Qin Mo placed the person in the blanket, the room turning cold.
Bo Jiu wasn't fully awake. In her blurry state, she seemed to hear someone asking her, "Why did you leave?"
It was a low and moist voice, hoarse.
Bo Jiu was exhausted, falling into a deeper sleep.
The night sky darkened.
Princess, who was curled up on the glass balcony, was unusually quiet today.
It wasn't because of anything else but because it didn't dare to create a ruckus.
After today, it finally understood one thing.
In the past, it had always thought that it was impossible for that fellow to lay a finger on its master.
But now, it seemed like the other party was too strong.
Its master hadn't been able to resist even when she was pinned down.
Sigh …
As a cat, there was nothing it could do about it.
It was already so late but there were still sounds coming from the kitchen.
Madam Zhang would definitely wake up.
But when she saw the tall and slender figure in the kitchen, she was stunned.
She wasn't sure what her young master was thinking. His eyes were dark and deep, as though they were a bottomless abyss.
Madam Zhang walked over. "Young Master, let me do it."
Qin Mo shook his head. He was cooking noodles in a pot to ensure it wouldn't turn cold. He carried it upstairs with one hand.
Madam Zhang watched from the back, hesitating if she should tell Madam that her young master had brought Young Master Jiu home today.
Even Auntie Zhang could tell that today was different.
Qin Mo rarely cooked, so he wasn't hungry. He knew clearly who the noodles were for.
He looked at the person lying on his bed. Her black hair hung down and covered her face, revealing only her chin. Her sleeping appearance was very pleasing to the eye.
But … Qin Mo's narrow and dangerous eyes narrowed. He chuckled coldly. "You haven't learned your lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned forward.
While he was half-asleep, he was forced into a state of ferocity and numbness. He was unable to extricate himself, and even his toes were trembling.
Bo Jiu felt as though she was in a furnace. She exerted force on her fingers and couldn't help but let out a sound. When she opened her eyes, they were blurry and misty.
It was supposed to be a punishment, but at this moment, Qin Mo felt as though he was about to melt in it. When he met her gaze again, he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her waist and rained down on her.
The white window screen was blown up, and even the lingering scene gave people an extremely beautiful and dreamy feeling …
The sky was bright.
After the rain, the sky in Rivertown was very blue.
The sun shone down from the east, speckling the bed.
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