Chapter 1310
National School Prince Is A Girl
âUlterior motive?â Qin Mo repeated and reached out his arm lazily, switching off her phone. âSeems like a rather one-sided assumption.Bo Jiu glanced over. âAlright, it doesnât matter how you felt but that was definitely how I felt.â
âThat was the reason you joined the team?â Qin Mo asked casually.
Bo Jiu replied seriously, âMmh, I was tempted by Brother Moâs beauty and didnât have much choice, I had even signed a deed for three years, with Brother Mo as the legal guardian of the team.â
âWhich means Iâm your sugar daddy.â Qin Mo laughed while watching the youngster in his arms.
Bo Jiu regretted her words and started to divert his attention. âThat isnât necessarily true, Iâm definitely richer than you, entering the team was just to chase you.â
âOh? The team member is after her boss? Or is the team member after her Captain?â Qin Mo asked with a smile on his face.
Bo Jiu knew she didnât stand a chance in this topic hence, she took the phone and prepared to start another game in silence.
He watched her from behind, holding her in his arms as he did before. âWhy arenât you going to kill beasts?â
âThey arenât out yet, it takes a couple of seconds but I canât remember the exact figure.â
â120 seconds after its death, it should already be out.â
Bo Jiu suddenly stopped, glancing up. âHow did you know that?â Did he perhaps remember it or have a vague impression from before?
âIs it that hard?â Qin Moâs finger tapped the screen. âI watched you play for a while now and calculated the timing, it wasnât a difficult conclusion.â
Even though the Almighty had lost his memory, he was still a genius. As a psychologist, there wasnât anyone else who could beat him in memory power.
âHow long more can my magic points last?â
â90 secondsâ
âWhat about the time the Tyrant King sinks into darkness?â
âTen minutes after the game starts.â
Bo Jiuâs eyes turned brighter by the second. âHow long does it take for my big move to replenish?â
âAre you testing me? Or are you trying to familiarize me with the game?â Qin Mo watched her with a smile, the warmth dimming. âI donât like playing games. Even though I may have played in the past, it doesnât mean I like it now.â
Bo Jiu glanced up and could tell that his patience was running thin. She immediately turned off her phone. âI wonât play if you donât like it. I thought you liked it since you enjoyed disrupting me so much.â
âThatâs because youâre the one playing,â Qin Mo replied abruptly.
After they both had become silent, Qin Mo frowned while Bo Jiu laughed, unable to hold it in.
Qin Mo stood up. âProud?â
âThatâs right.â Her eyes were bright. âBrother Mo, does that mean you like me a little?â
Qin Mo replied calmly, a soft laughter in his voice, âYouâre my sugar daddy. How can I not like you?â
He was starting to act gentle again. What else could she do? âThatâs all that matters.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qin Moâs gaze deepened, still thinking about the words he had blurted out. But there wasnât anything wrong with playing with his prey since she was so likeable.
However, since she stopped playing, she seemed to have nothing else to do and thus followed him wherever he went, even to the toilet as though she grew a tail. Qin Mo glanced up. âTell me, what do you want?â