When Fu Jiu lifted her eyebrows, she still had that smile on her face, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking. No matter what, she still remained extraordinarily handsome.
In fact, this was also the first time Qin Mo had met someone like this young man.
He looked tricky, and he did things without care for rules and regulations.
From a psychological perspective, it was the most difficult to create a profile on this kind of person.
Therefore, it was safest to keep a scourge like this by his side.
"Which one do you want to hear first?" Fu Jiu looked at the ten novels in her hand. She was having a hard time choosing.
Qin Mo finally regained his senses and said in a pleasant, low voice, "Read your favorite first." People said that one's personality could be determined from his or her choice of books.
