From his angle, the youngster was fiddling with something with his lowered head.
After a moment, she asked, "Brother Mo, I need to use your computer to read the information Feng Yi sent."
"Mmh." Qin Mo shut the magazine.
Bo Jiu placed her phone aside without locking it, the screen bright with an image of them both on the bed.
Qin Mo watched as the screen darkened, warmth returning to his eyes.
Bo Jiu was a hacker respecting other people's privacy, when she saw the lock on the laptop, she turned to glance at Qin Mo. Then she couldn't resist the urge, unlocking his laptop before locking it again. "Brother Mo, what's the password?"
"Mojiu, without space." Qin Mo lifted his eyes. "Hadn't you solved it? Can't remember?"
Bo Jiu: … She hacked into the system purely out of interest and hadn't paid attention to the password.
But mojiu… This password…
