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"I'm thinking about how to sleep with you." These words rolled around Bo Jiu's throat but in the end, she didn't say anything. If she said it, the Almighty would probably tie her up and throw her out. But she hadn't slept with him yet. She mustn't be impatient and need to keep a low profile.

Bo Jiu tried to suppress the thought but she failed. She stuck out her hand and grabbed the towel. Then she twisted her hand and they swapped positions.

Her voice was still hot as she spoke directly, "I'm thinking of how to sleep with you. Will you let me sleep with you?"

In this position, Bo Jiu had one hand placed on Qin Mo's chest while the other was hanging down beside her body. The tips of her finger were still dripping wet.