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While Bo Jiu got pulled into Qin Mo's arms.

Qin Mo saw the face of the 'fan' she was hugging.

The next second, he froze on the spot. It was a rare moment when he didn't continue his sentence.

Bo Jiu knew what he was thinking. This time, she said in an upright manner, "Brother Mo, why did you interrupt me from interacting with my fan?"

Normally, Qin Mo would have used his actions to prove that she belonged to him.

Was there a need to hug her during an interaction?

But, this time, Qin Mo kept quiet. He recognized that face.

In the past, when he went to the Bo family, every time, Mrs. Bo would bend down and smile at him gently. "Momo. our Jiu is a little naughty. Look after her. If she really causes any troubles or disturbs you, tell me."

He would always nod his head when she said that. He didn't think that the little tiger would disturb him. But, she wasn't reserved and kept pouncing on him.