章 109: Indirect Kissing?

Fu Jiu lifted her head up after being called. Her silver hair was still sticking up messily, looking like cat ears—handsomely cute.

The driver froze after hearing what Qin Mo had said. He was questioning if his ears had problems!

Their young master, that neat freak young master who treated everyone as germs, said that he was going to share a cup of coffee with another person.

If Madam and Boss got wind of this, they would look at Young Master multiple times in shock.

This was not his style!

Fu Jiu raised her eyebrow, and she curled her lips nonchalantly. "Brother Mo, you want some now? I blew on it already, so it shouldn't be hot anymore."

This young man… The driver felt like his head was about to explode. Normal people shouldn't answer like this.