728 A Clear, Distinctive Slap (2/2)

Qin Mo turned towards the closed bathroom door. The clear water streaming could be heard behind it.

It clearly was a chasm he wasn't able to transcend.

In the bathroom, Bo Jiu watched as the white substance washed off her hands and then glanced at her reflection.

After washing her hands with soap, she washed her face.

Almost.

Just a bit more and the Almighty… Bo Jiu leaned against the mirror. He had caught her off guard.

Any lower and her secret would have been exposed.

Her thoughts were a mess.

Bo Jiu knew that usually, no one could drive her to such a state.

It was really a mess.

The Almighty still thought of her as a guy and had voluntarily seduced her.

Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes.

This couldn't go on, she had to convert him back.

She had to.

Bo Jiu caressed her temples, sweeping a glance at the cigarettes the Almighty had placed in the bathroom.

The youngster pulled one out and lit herself a stick.

The stance was ravishing. Her silvery hair was falling downwards, forming a contrast to the rising smoke.

Qin Mo thought the youngster couldn't accept what had happened and was hiding in the bathroom.

However after opening the door, he realized he was wrong.

He didn't seem to be bothered about the incident.

In the past, he would ponder about it, but now… He felt an ache in his heart.

The media, which accused him of being cold blooded, really ought to take a look at him. Even though he treated him well, he never seemed affected.

Qin Mo didn't walk over. ”How long are you going to stay there?”

Bo Jiu moved her gaze, mumbling, ”I need time for the cigarette after.”

Qin Mo originally felt an ache in his heart, but after hearing her words, he swept a glance at the youngster. ”I should be the one with the cigarette, not you.”

Bo Jiu kept her peace, thinking about the day she would take revenge if she had the time.

Qin Mo carried her out. ”Explain how a high school student like your know about cigarettes after sex.”

”Ain't I a little nouveau riche of the club?” Bo Jiu didn't love smoking, yet she did it sometimes when her emotions were a mess. Still, she had to set things straight. ”Brother Mo, don't do it again.”

Qin Mo's fingers stilled, the light in his eyes dimming.

He turned around, lighting a cigarette.

His actions were unlike Bo Jiu as there wasn't a hint of smoke in him, remaining cold.

He didn't continue the conversation.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door and Lin Chentao's voice was coming from outside.

”Hey, has Little Spade slept? How about a round?”

Bo Jiu was glad to have someone break this stalemate, but she wasn't willing to expose the Almighty's current state.

After pulling the door open, she was prepared to agree. But when she turned her head, she caught sight of the slight redness on the Almighty's hand. She turned aside to ask Lin Chentao about other matters.

Lin Chentao paused, asking, ”What do you need it for?”

”I scraped my knees while selling coconut.”

Lin Chentao shook his head. ”Such a baby.”

In reality, after Bo Jiu left, all the air seemed to have left the room.

Qin Mo reached out to button his shirt one by one.

Towards the end, the chilliness weighed heavily in his eyes.

It seemed as though someone had abandoned him, which was a ridiculous description.

No one would expect Almighty Qin, who was well loved by millions of fans, to be abandoned or rejected by anyone.

When he lifted his head, all emotions were wiped off it, but the back of his hand still stung.

He titled his gaze, realizing the red patch.

However, all these things weren't important.

Only the youngster's words were.

”Brother Mo, don't do it again.”

To be able to say it with such clarity and composure showed either how much he hated it or how… he had reached his limits.

Qin Mo's fingers tightened, black strands dancing with the wind and blurring his expression.

Outside, the skies darkened.

Soon, it was so dark that no one would even know what had happened.

Then, a low, pleasant male voice could be faintly heard from outside the door.

”Yes, I'm back, heh. The esports world is really a magical place; I never expected them to still be around. Me? You should already know about my disappointment. As for the person you care about, he's no longer the same. I never expected him to treat a youngster so differently. Do you think a person like him has emotions? Don't worry, he won't realize anything. Isn't it your idea to approach him with this identity? I understand. Because of him, the chat is over and you can't come back immediately. Don't worry, the other matters aren't convenient, but collecting information is fine…”