Bo Jiu arched her brow before walking over.
Qin Mo didn't bother hiding anything. He tugged her over towards where he was seated, his face approaching her nose bridge until there was barely any space between the both of them.
Their intimate stance garnered the stares of the other patrons.
Especially when the youngster bent, her sharp features and the tiny hair on her clean fair skin gave off a mesmerizing and handsome aura. And with their current stance, it seemed like the foreplay of a kiss. "A chick magnet indeed."
Chick Magnet Bo Jiu: … What else was she supposed to say? The Almighty was still the ultimate Chick Magnet around here after all.
They both possessed exquisitely appealing appearances and now, they were displaying a stance filled with intimacy.
