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She just came in and he wanted her to leave?

Bo Jiu raised a brow. As she hadn't seen enough, she had to find a reason to stay. She leaned forward, using a different accent while admiring the Almighty's delicious looking back. "The cafeteria ran out of mantous, I got some rice instead."

Qin Mo paused, his unique silky voice asked, "A new recruit?"

With a swoosh, the wooden door was pulled open.

Bo Jiu lowered her head, pretending to be arranging the food. What was he up to? He didn't give her any warning! Bo Jiu's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, her face was tanned or she would have been exposed.

The Almighty had his back facing her. He held the towel with one hand, drying his head in front of a small mirror.

Bo Jiu exhaled softly, not a change in her voice. "Reporting, Sir, I am a new recruit."

"This accent? A Northerner?" Qin Mo single-handedly dried his hair with a towel, his black hair covering his eyes.