575 Hug? Kiss? Or Sex? (1/2)

Although her blood started to surge from the chilly touch, the blood flow around her heart seemed slower than usual.

Fu Jiu tilted her head to the side, avoiding his roaming fingers, but the feeling still lingered on her lips. She used the back of her palms to give it a rub before smiling. ”A little, Brother Mo, if I turn gay from your constant seduction, you would have to take responsibility.”

Qin Mo's eyes darkened but he kept the stance. ”I'll take responsibility, keeping you here would be well suited.”

Fu Jiu: Was he serious? Isn't he sacrificing too much just to interrogate her?

”How are you going to make me pay?” Qin Mo arched a brow, signaling for her continue.

She was completely unprepared, rattling anything that came to mind.

Qin Mo saw through her thoughts, his gaze chilling. He moved his left hand, lowering his voice. ”A Hug? Kiss? Or… sex?”

He titled his face, the air around him and his voice casting a bewitching spell.

It was probably that the overpowering self-restraint, once slightly tainted, would turn into an enchanting devil.

That interrogation left her… defenseless.

Fu Jiu heard the underlying threat, taking the initiative to admit her mistake. ”I won't make you pay, I was wrong.”

Qin Mo lifted his brow, remaining stationary.

”Actually, I was a little hesitant about the planning.” Fu Jiu lifted her lids, her eyes bright. ”But there wasn't a choice, someone had to expose them or Li Mengran…”

Qin Mo's interrupted with a calm voice, seemingly unwilling to hear that name. ”You could have gone to the police, do you have no faith in them?”

”Honestly, no,” Fu Jiu admitted coolly since there wasn't a point in lying to the Almighty.