Chapter 982
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Bo Jiu didn't react.
On the other end of the line, Feng Yi's lips started to twitch. Bastard! He had been fed a huge mouthful of dog food so early in the morning!
This world … Feng Yi didn't want to say anything else and hung up decisively.
Bo Jiu heard the busy tone and glanced over. "Brother Mo, you seem to have frightened her."
Qin Mo arched a brow, sweeping the screen before reaching for his phone.
Just as he was about to reach for it, the person in his arms pushed him into the blanket.
Qin Mo's fingers stilled, watching the silver-haired youngster with bright eyes and a smile on her face.
That furry head and two tufts of hair arched up like two ears. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like his cat. All it lacked was a tail behind it that could be wagged here and there.
But after a night of sleep, she had become bolder.
"What are you doing?" Qin Mo allowed the youngster to press against his chest, his elegant and handsome face unchanged.
Bo Jiu didn't intend to do anything, she just stared at the Almighty who had just woken up. She wanted to pounce on him. Her childhood habits were rather harmful and she couldn't restrain herself.
"If it was any other day, I would be at your mercy but not today." Qin Mo removed her hand, his tone calm as though he was talking to Princess. "Go wash up, don't be so ferocious early in the morning."
Bo Jiu: … Ferocious? Her?
With that, Qin Mo stood up, put on his trousers and walked towards the door. "I'll go get my clothes."
Bo Jiu draped the blanket over her body, crossing her long legs as she sat on the bed. She watched the Almighty's erect upper body, looking as though he wasn't interested in her. She pursed her lips stubbornly.
The princess arrogantly strolled back and forth in front of her, as if saying, "You've finally been abandoned by your master."
Bo Jiu arched a brow, tugging on Princess's tail. Even if she couldn't handle the Almighty, she could still handle a cat.
When Qin Mo took the uniform from Madam Zhang, the image of the youngster pouncing on him was still fresh in his mind.
For some reason, he felt that this scene was very familiar.
Qin Mo didn't know if it was because he liked her too much that he kept thinking about her when she was young.
As usual, Auntie Zhang made a Chinese-style breakfast that both of them liked. It was very nutritious.
He didn't eat much as most of it went into her stomach.
Before he left, he pulled her over, reaching out to pull her collar up, covering her neck.
That was when Bo Jiu noticed the hickeys, her ears burning. But she also noticed that every time the Almighty tidied her clothes, his side profile would always be gentle.
It seemed like he had been like this since he was young.
"What do you mean you've been like this since you were young?" Qin Mo glanced sideways at the youngster's face, his brows furrowing slightly.
Bo Jiu didn't expect to blurt out the words she wanted to say. She tilted her head and asked, "Are you trying to say that Brother Mo has always been good at dressing people?"
"I didn't wear it for anyone." Qin Mo retracted his hand and looked at the youngster with it in his pocket.
Bo Jiu didn't say anything. She thought to herself, where did the little puppy who liked to help her put on clothes come from?
Of course, she wouldn't tell the Almighty that.
At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, did we meet when we were young?"
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