Hearing this, Qin Mo tilted his head, and his lips happened to touch the young man's wet hair. His fingers paused instantly, and his lips felt itchy. Then, his voice cooled down. "Take the towel and dry yourself."
After saying that, he went back to his laptop, put his headphones on, and continued on with his meeting, his face cold and arrogant.
Fu Jiu started drying her hair. She didn't know what was up with Brother Mo again.
His emotions came and went randomly.
She hasn't even started teasing him yet.
Seeing how he was in a meeting, Fu Jiu didn't disturb him. She put the towel on top of her head and kept it there. She unwrapped a lollipop and put it in her mouth.
A minute went by like that, and Fu Jiu thought that the god had forgotten all about her already.
She looked up and the man next to her took the towel off her head. His dark eyebrows were still furrowed together, "You want to catch a cold?"
