Bo Jiu tugged the towel aside, her brows lifting. "You have to film us resting in the hotel?"
"Little Spade, don't you watch variety programs?" Lin Chentao was appalled by Bo Jiu's question. Which era did he come from?
Bo Jiu lowered his lids, pulling his collar. "I don't."
"Then what do you normally do?" As an avid fan of variety shows, Lin Chentao couldn't comprehend those that didn't watch them.
Before Bo Jiu could reply, Qin Mo took a step forward, replying calmly, "Overbearing President Falls in Love With Me."
"Mmh?" Lin Chentao was confused.
Droplets formed on Qin Mo's smooth chin, his dark hair slightly damp. "It's the sort of books he reads, including Sweet Little Wife Escaping and Keeping the Esports Almighty."
Bo Jiu: …
Why did he have to remember her dark past so clearly…?
