Qin Mo glanced at her and replied in a calm voice. "What tactics are you referring to? Disguising as someone else, pointing to the competition video in the mall, boasting about how handsome her gaming is to the laptop sales boss. This kind of tactic?"
This was indeed her dark history. Was she still bothered with so much dark history?
Bo Jiu laughed evilly. "Whichever genius thought of such a tactic, sounds handsome."
Qin Mo looked helpless, he stretched out his hand and squeezed her face. "Little Bo Jiu."
"Mmh?" Bo Jiu's heart felt itchy just by looking at his face. Once she was done eating, she wanted to take action on a certain someone. The ancients really weren't lying about the need for beauty, warmth and food.
"Want to play a game?" Qin Mo stuffed a hand into his pocket, his eyes bright.
Bo Jiu retracted herself from his beauty and looked at him. "What game?"
