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In short, this day had been a nightmare – and the root to all evil was the little tiger. Since she had seen him entirely naked, Qin Mo wasn't concerned anymore. He took a towel and wrapped it around himself.

Because it was too embarrassing, Little Bo Jiu drooped her ears and explained seriously, "Momo, I have never mistaken the gender of anyone else before. It must be because you are so good looking and your name sounds so cute."

After Qin Mo had something on his body, he was no longer as passive as he had been in the bathtub. He reached over for her hand. With his eyes lowered and his face cold, he wrote on her little hand, exerting a bit of strength.

It was a waste of Young Master Qin's calligraphy skills. Because after he finished writing, the round eyes of the tiger were at a loss. "Momo, did you just write Chinese characters? There are so many strokes."