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Bo Jiu was good at self-affirmation. She looked up at the handsome and elegant face while thinking about the best time to drug him.

Hence, when Qin Mo turned around, he saw the lady looking at him with an evil gaze. She seemed to have something up her sleeve.

He reached his hand out and lifted her chin. "Even if you kidnapped me, you should be more obedient. Do you understand?"

"Oh," Bo Jiu replied insincerely.

Qin Mo's gaze turned dark. He placed his thumb on her lips and started rubbing it. "Are you being perfunctory towards me?"

"No." Bo Jiu sat up straight and smiled at him. Her eyes were clear, just like water; ripples could be seen in them.

Qin Mo's gaze became darker. There were only a few centimeters between them. If he lowered his head, he would be able to kiss her. By now, Qin Mo knew that this fellow was doing things on purpose. He released her chin and pressed down her restless hands. "You're getting bold."