Chapter 577 - Still Jealous
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Jiu pulled the sweater away from her eyes, keeping her mouth shut.
After all, it was safer for her to be dressed as a male.
Having bound her chest, she wasnât that worried.
But if she had to to sleep with the Almighty, she needed to find another layer of protection.
Hence, Fu Jiu kept her undershirt on.
The Almightyâs clothes were way too big for her.
In particular his sweater, she had to roll up the sleeves three times.
Qin Mo turned with a wine glass in his hands, taking in the youngsterâs current state; she lifted her dragging pants, the face beneath the short silver hair looking slightly moody, looking like a young child who had stolen his parentâs clothes.
Fu Jiu lifted her lids, when she realised the Almighty had no intention on helping her, she pouted. âThe clothes are too big, they donât suit me.â
âDo you finally know how short you are?â Qin Mo downed a sip of wine, his voice calm. âCeiling-climber scholar.â
Fu Jiu slipped, almost falling forward. The Almightyâs habit of giving her nicknames really had to go.
Qin Mo lowered his lids towards his lit up phone screen. âDo you have an answer to the matter I got you to think about?â
âWhat matter?â Fu Jiu tugged the long sleeves. âWhich is it?â
Qin Mo placed his wine glass down, walking towards her and grabbing onto her arm to fold the sleeves for her. His profile was ravishing. âThe breakup.â
His words were clear, his tone stern.
Fu Jiu suddenly remembered there was indeed such a matter.
But she couldnât agree to it so quickly as it would look suspicious.
She lowered her head, keeping silent.
Qin Mo broke into an enigmatic smile, pausing mid action. âWhy? You canât bear to?â
âThis is my first official relationship.â Fu Jiu was telling the truth. âBrother Mo, even though I have confessed many times, this is the only time it has succeeded.â
Qin Mo exerted more strength. âYou are aware of the number of times you confessed?â
Fu Jiu paused, why did she have to mention that, it definitely wasnât anything she should be proud of.
âItâs my first time after all, give me some time.â
There shouldnât be anything wrong with her reply.
Qin Mo halted his gaze, replying in a low tone, âOne day.â
âWhat?â Fu Jiu lifted her lids.
Qin Mo continued folding the youngsterâs sleeves, his profile not exposing any emotion. âIâll give you one day, you listen carefully, itâs my limit.â
Fu Jiu didnât reply instantly.
It was the first time Qin Mo had experienced so many emotions.
He was worried that he would hear resistance.
Worried?
When did he start feeling such weird emotions?
He was feeling a little guilty that he used such methods to force the youngster to breakup, but he couldnât tolerate the youngster being with a girl.
Since it wasnât that serious, he would completely eradicate it.
He wouldnât allow anything to blossom.
This time, he had learnt his lesson.
From now on, there would only be him beside the youngster.
âAlright.â Fu Jiu tried to appear slightly depressed, even her voice sounded raspy. âIâll try to let myself forget.â
Qin Mo glanced at the lowered head, the furry ball of silver hair.
He received the answer he wanted, but he didnât feel that pleased.
Because Qin Mo realized, if possible, he didnât want to see the youngster upset â specially not to such an extent and it wasnât even because of him, but a girl.