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The tingling sensation lingered even after his hands left her. Bo Jiu didn't think this could go on. Since the Almighty would always use the honey trap against her, she couldn't continue to just sink right in.

In reality, he hadn't done much this time in consideration of her health. It was just that the more he restrained himself, the more she listened to the deep breaths in her ears and the stronger the tingling sensation prickling down her back was.

All this had probably taken less than a quarter of an hour.

As the temperature in the room dipped, he pulled her up and took her to wash her hands.

Bo Jiu was always the one being taken care of. Seeing him with his eyebrows sideways, she couldn't help ask, "Brother Mo, why did you tell the interviewer that you confessed first? I was obviously the one who confessed first. I wanted to buy you the first time I met you and you rejected me."