Bo Jiu didn't notice the change in his eyes. Even Qin Mo himself hadn't noticed the hint of interest and tenderness in his deep eyes.
The golden sun rays spilled into his gaze. It was just like the rippled lake, deep and unfathomable.
There was someone other than Young Master Tang in charge and his stand was firm. "Qin Mo has to go with us."
While Young Master Tang remained silent, Bo Jiu laughed. Her hair was ruffled. "I guess things are going to look ugly."
"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that!"
Young Master Tang glanced back and laughed. He took a step back as though giving him the chance to step in since he volunteered but Bo Jiu saw through his actions. As long as he didn't stop her, she still stood a chance.
The commander behind Young Master Tang had no idea who he was dealing with. He was about to warn her again when the youngster shouted, "Little Blackie."
