Qin Mo frowned as he saw Fu Jiu's face, which seemed to have been gently kissed by God, getting closer and closer.
She smelled nice, just like candy.
The young man's thin lips were pink and extremely suitable for kissing, and his face was wearing a mischievous smile right in front of him.
Only Qin Mo could still remain calm when facing such powerful flirtatious charm. His eyes curved into smiling crescents, but they were full of warning. "Don't get this close when you're talking to me. Get in the car."
Fu Jiu was surprised. She thought he would at least blush a little.
How boring… Almighty Qin was really difficult to deal with.
But this only made it more challenging.
Next time, she would try breathing into his ears.
Then, she would know if he had always been this numb to things.
Fu Jiu finally found something interesting to do.
