บท 984: Peace

"Staying in a male dorm isn't very convenient, I have to wait for everyone to leave before I can shower." Bo Jiu's excuse made perfect sense.

Qin Mo laughed again while inching closer to her. His lips were tightly shut and cold.

As the tips of his fingers pressed down, Bo Jiu cowered involuntarily but Qin Mo took another step forward, holding onto the back of her head. He watched the droplets at the tip of her silvery hair fall onto her fair collarbone. His gaze deepened as he released her.

Bo Jiu was about to stand when she regained her freedom.

Just then, Qin Mo reached into his pocket, pulling out a black mask. He turned to look at her, his voice light. "Recognize this?"

Before Bo Jiu had the chance to speak, Qin Mo fastened the black mask onto her face.

Bo Jiu felt her heart clench. She forced herself to appear natural. She was well aware where the black mask came from. The Almighty had removed it during their struggle just now…