Qin Mo’s Jealousy

"No, no need!" Xue Yaoyao hurriedly waved her hand. As she was saying that, she subconsciously looked in Qin Mo's direction. Almighty Qin probably wouldn't want her to play so much tennis with His Highness Jiu. She didn't even question why she had such a feeling; it was just her first reaction!

Fu Jiu misunderstood the way she looked at Qin Mo and said, "Or would you prefer to play with Brother Mo? Your choice!"

Hearing that, Qin Mo frowned, but Fu Jiu didn't notice.

Fu Jiu already stood up long ago, and she still had that smile on. "Who do you choose?"

Xue Yaoyao walked over and said with great difficulty, "His Highness Jiu would be fine." She simply didn't dare to choose Almighty Qin. That innate distinguished air of royalty made it hard for her to breathe.