Inside the room, Qin Mo stood by the window as he single handedly unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes were deep, concealing his emotions.
Bo Jiu wasn't sure if he was upset over being kidnapped. Perhaps he wanted to return to China?
The Almighty must have noticed her because he tilted over, stuffing a hand into his pocket as he glanced up. "Sugar Daddy, are you free again?"
That was a hint of mockery. The Almighty was looking at her with a vengeance, which seemed very much like a predator watching its preyβ¦
Bo Jiu coughed, taking a step forward. "Brother Mo, you didn't eat much just now. Grandfather Butler's steak isn't bad, you can try some but if you really don't like it, I can always whip something up."
