Just as Lou Luo was thinking about this, the youngster said, "Mom, I've finished signing. Do you need me to do anything else?"
Her eyes were beautiful. There was a mole at the edge of her eye. Once her devilish aura subsided, she looked a little cute.
Zhao Sanpang felt like vomiting. He seemed especially frustrated. He couldn't bear with it anymore and pulled the youngster to the side. He whispered, "What the f**k, Little Spade, are you possessed?"
Bo Jiu glanced at him. "Mind your own signing."
What the hell? What was happening!? What's wrong with this child!?
Bo Jiu ignored the puzzled fat face. She pushed him again and suggested to Lou Luo, "We can hug."
The moment she said this, the other young ladies in the queue started covering their mouths in excitement.
"We can hug her?"
"When was this allowed?"
"It feels like a dream."
Lou Luo didn't expect this either.
