"Little Princess?" Qin Mo chuckled, the ends of his lips lifting higher but there wasn't any warmth in his voice.
Bo Jiu regretted it instantly. The next time she glanced at him, the Almighty was still as handsome as ever but his looks were making her uneasy.
Fully awake, she paused mid-sneeze. She wanted to go back to the moment he had asked the question.
"You heard it wrong," Bo Jiu declared confidently. "Brother Mo, I said I love you."
Qin Mo pinched her face lightly, seemingly as a compliment. "Impressive, such an impressive Sugar Daddy probably won't mind carrying extra weights during her run."
Bo Jiu: … After all that, he still wanted to punish her.
"Or perhaps you prefer to reflect in front of the wall?" Qin Mo suggested because he had always been a democratic person.
Bo Jiu arched a brow. "I want to take a nap while hugging you."
