Neither Qiao Mo nor Charlie noticed that a snow-white rabbit with only a few tufts of fiery red fur between its ears and eyebrows was quietly watching them from a corner of the cave.
The rabbit's scarlet eyes were now even redder and more flirtatious.
"No!" Just as Qiao Mo felt that Charlie was about to break through the defense line and invade her final territory, she suddenly yelled out at the top of her lungs.
Charlie stopped moving.
Then, he slowly turned Qiao Mo's body over, looking down at her with an air of superiority, like a king examining his subject.
He reached out and pinched Qiao Mo's chin, making her look up and meet his eyes.
Qiao Mo's face was full of tears as she glared at the man.
Charlie bent down and suddenly stuck out his tongue, gently licking away the tears from Qiao Mo's eyes. He did so inch by inch, very delicately.