Bo Qin's whole body was tense, his pitch-black eyes like whirlpools, filled with a viciousness that could make one cry blood. Pei Rong was so frightened her heart skipped a beat, quickly pulling away to distance herself from him.
"Mr. Bo, it's just a kiss, it won't take a chunk out of you, right."
Bo Qin's voice seemed to be squeezed out from blood, "I'm different from Miss Pei, I'm picky about my food, and I find it dirty."
Pei Rong: "..."
After being stunned, she felt a raging anger. She, Pei Rong, plays around, sure, but she also has standards, alright?
But Bo Qin's words about being dirty and picky were truly intolerable. Pei Rong lost all rationality, looking down at Bo Qin from above, "Since Mr. Bo is so disrespectful, fine, after my birthday party, I'll give you some room to maneuver. By then, I hope Mr. Bo can still be this tough."
Bo Qin didn't even glance at her, closing his eyes.
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