170 Bedding the Almighty? (1/2)

The sky turned darker and darker outside the window as it got deeper into the night.

The fog was heavy, and even the temperature inside had dropped.

Chen Xiaodong walked in with the hot tea, and he saw Young Master Qin tutoring his young master in physics. His face instantly had shock written all over it.

Young Master is studying!!??

And... Young Master Qin also seemed to be different from what he imagined. He thought that he came over to make dumplings using his young master's flesh...

But now, it looked like Young Master Qin...was actually pretty nice to his young master?

He wasn't sure why, but that kissing scene popped up inside of Chen Xiaodong's head again. He shook his head quickly, telling himself that he must have seen it incorrectly.

Even though he still hadn't experienced his first kiss yet, he could imagine what a legit kissing scene would be like. Young Master and Young Master Qin were so calm that they didn't look like they had been kissing...

”Here.”

Qin Mo saw that the young man's attention was carried away by the hot tea, and he slapped him on the back of his head as the long fingers on his other hand tapped on the paper on the table. His black suit was neat, and with that double-button coat and pretty, blue-blooded profile, he looked like a warlord's son from the Republic of China era.

Fu Jiu didn't listen to him this time. She put down the pencil in her hand and slung her arm across his shoulder. She tilted her head and laughed lightly into his ear, ”Brother Mo, how's my little butler? He's been looking at you all this time!”

”I don't know about your little butler, but I do know that if you keep this posture any longer, I will hang you outside the window and let you breathe in Jiang City's smog.” His voice was low, raspy, and calm. It was very cold, and his eyes deepened. ”Paws down.”