In order to show that she had done her job, Bo Jiu took out her mobile phone and swiped it twice, smiling evilly. "I was choosing the groomsman's outfit. Since my goddess is getting married, I would have to dress handsomely."
Qin Mo glanced at her, his voice calm. "Why do you have to be handsome in Luoluo's wedding?"
"Always let Poker Face Xiao maintain a sense of crisis." Bo Jiu stuffed both hands into his pocket.
Qin Mo smirked. "Why? Do you intend to snatch the bride?"
Bo Jiu held his jaw, turned and kissed Qin Mo. She smiled and replied, "Brother Mo, Luoluo is a girl."
She meant that there was completely no reason for him to be jealous.
Qin Mo smiled, and replied faintly. "The girls on the internet call you their husband, they don't seem to mind that you are a female and would still want to marry you. What do you think?"
