Checking if Bo Jiu Brushed Her Teeth

Because of the subtle guilt, Bo Jiu diverted her gaze.

However, she would never have expected the Almighty to head straight for her pants!

"Brother Mo?" She raised a brow, retreating backwards smoothly.

Qin Mo stuffed a hand into his pants pocket, his side profile perfect and his voice faint. "What's with the reaction, don't you have to pee in the morning?"

Every guy knew what he meant and Bo Jiu, the fake guy, knew as well.

On their very first meeting, she shouldn't have told the Almighty that brothers peed together.

At that time, Bo Jiu had never expected him to use it against her and even so endlessly.

"I'm good, Brother Mo, you can have the toilet. I'll go take a peak at the feast Madam Zhang has made."

The Almighty would usually let her off, but this time… He raised his arm, blocking her pathway.

"We can go after I'm done."