At this point, he looked at her with his deep dark eyes. There was an exquisite languidness in his eyes, which could almost hypnotize people.
If the Qin Mo's fans came in at this time, they would probably be fascinated by the way that their big god looked before he spoke.
He was handsome, but also dangerous.
Seeing him, Fu Jiu curled her lips, "Brother Mo, it is so late now. Why are you here? Where is baby Feng?"
Seeing the flush emerging on the youth's handsome face due to her shower just now, Qin Mo slightly averted his eyes and replied lightly, "To give you instructions about how to improve your skill while playing games."
Fu Jiu: β¦ So? Where on earth was baby Feng?
Wait, she had a very bad feeling.
"Until what time will Brother Mo guide me?" Fu Jiu combed her bangs back as her eyes narrowed a little. There was finally no more water dripping from her hair. But it was such an action that made her become even more attractive.
