Chapter 1119 - Untitled (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Inside the room, Qin Mo stood by the window as he single handedly unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes were deep, concealing his emotions.

Bo Jiu wasn’t sure if he was upset over being kidnapped. Perhaps he wanted to return to China?

The Almighty must have noticed her because he tilted over, stuffing a hand into his pocket as he glanced up. “Sugar Daddy, are you free again?”

That was a hint of mockery. The Almighty was looking at her with a vengeance, which seemed very much like a predator watching its prey…

Bo Jiu coughed, taking a step forward. “Brother Mo, you didn’t eat much just now. Grandfather Butler’s steak isn’t bad, you can try some but if you really don’t like it, I can always whip something up.”

Qin Mo watched her in silence, without any visible objection on his face. Bo Jiu lit up. She had a good understanding of the Almighty; even the slightest displeasure would be expressed on his face. It was a coldness that could be felt from miles away.

Bo Jiu had seen it before and was worried it would be directed at her one day. But from the looks of it, it wasn’t a hopeless situation. The ends of her lips curved upwards as she stuck her fork into a piece of steak, placing it near Qin Mo’s mouth.

Qin Mo glanced at her for a moment before widening his mouth. After the first bite, the tightness in his chest seemed to loosen. The beauty watched him, as she relished in the joy of feeding someone she loved. She had to squeeze in a few more bites. Bo Jiu smiled, directing another piece of meat over.

Qin Mo glanced down at the food, his lashes falling downwards looking like the prince from a manga. Just then, he leaned forward, the lips that were touching the meat seconds ago was now on hers.

From a certain angle, Bo Jiu seemed to have fossilized.

In contrast, Qin Mo was agile and fluid, holding onto the back of her head with his back twisted for a deep and thorough kiss. Her mind went blank. When it ended, Bo Jiu hadn’t moved.

Qin Mo pressed his forehead against hers, his voice raspy. “Forget that person from your childhood.”

“Mmh?” Bo Jiu was jolted back to her senses. “What did you say?”

“Forget him,” Qin Mo repeated.

Bo Jiu wanted to express the difficulties but she wasn’t sure how. Instead, she reached out and hugged him, avoiding his question as she smiled. “Brother Mo, are you jealous?”

“Heh, what is there to be jealous about?” Almighty Qin replied nonchalantly. “I am reminding you to smarten up, how could you be tricked since young?”

Bo Jiu wanted to chuckle but she restrained herself, listening to the Almighty scolding himself was indeed a pleasure.

“Little Bo Jiu, this is serious.” Qin Mo reached out and pinched her neck, seemingly displeased with her lack of seriousness.

Bo Jiu glanced up sharply. “What did you call me?”

“Little Bo Jiu,” Qin Mo replied faintly. “Isn’t your first name Bo?”