"God, Almighty Qin!" Chen Xiaodong looked at the huge figure that had shown up at the door and trembled in shock. He only had one thought left on his mind, which was that his young master was doomed!
Fu Jiu was shocked too. How could she be so unlucky? Every time she talked out loud, this god would show up no matter what. Are people who studied psychology all masters at seeing the future?
Qin Mo carelessly looked up. "Why aren't you talking now? Cat got your tongue? I'm curious to know how you would go about bedding me."
Fu Jiu turned back and looked very serious. "My bad."
Qin Mo crossed his arms and checked out the young man from top to bottom. He only threw two cold words at her: "Get inside."
Fu Jiu put her hands into her pant pockets and laughed carelessly, looking devilishly handsome.
Chen Xiaodong dragged her over. "Young Master, no… Let's just call the police! Young Master Qin will kill you."
