At the Zhou family mansion's courtyard.
"After helping me with such a big favor, what reward should I give you?" Zhou Qiaoqiao asked with deep dimples on both cheeks and sensual, plump red lips.
[Is this really happening?]
[Chinese people don't deceive other Chinese people!]
Xu Mo took a deep breath, resisting the urge to accept.
"I didn't help you. I came here to ask Zhou Guangxian to regularly check on my father's health. Helping you was just incidental."
"Do you like candy?" Zhou Qiaoqiao playfully winked, leaving Xu Mo confused by the question.
Xu Mo shook his head, "Do you think I'm a child? I don't like candy."
"It's not for you to eat," Zhou Qiaoqiao said meaningfully.
[What the hell?]
[If it's not for me to eat, why ask me about candy?]
[Don't tell me it's for you!]
"Ding! Congratulations host, you've received +6666 in cash"
"I'm not interested in your candy. Keep it for yourself."
As he spoke, Xu Mo reached for his helmet, eager to make a quick exit.
The female demon seemed to have hidden meaning in her words.
Or perhaps she was just teasing him.
Either way, Xu Mo wanted no part of it.
"I'm talking about candy for adults," Zhou Qiaoqiao said, her beautiful cheeks turning rosy.
Xu Mo's movements froze.
He stood there stunned.
Female demon, your thoughts are dangerously inappropriate!!!!
"Ahem... you should keep it for yourself."
Xu Mo (－_－) ||
Zhou Qiaoqiao wouldn't let him off so easily!
"How do you know I'm the one who wants to eat it?"
Her tone was devastatingly flirtatious.
Whether the female demon did it intentionally or not.
As she spoke.
She even gave Xu Mo a knowing look!
To this, Xu Mo maintained that he truly didn't understand anything.
No one had ever taught him.
How would he know so much?
"Give me a ride. I didn't drive here when I came back."
Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a smile.
Let's put the candy matter aside for now.
But is that passenger seat meant for you?
It's meant for the real (fake) female lead Shen Manni.
Which one of you is the female lead?
Xu Mo had anticipated this, lifting his helmet and feigning helplessness as he said,
"I only have one helmet, I can't give you a ride."
Last time it was Balenciaga.
This time it's straight-up candy!
Xu Mo couldn't handle it.
Good heavens!
He would fall for her.
No, no.
He still needed to follow the plot.
Any sugar-coated bullets blocking his plot progression.
Were all just passing clouds.
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned.
She was very reluctant to let Xu Mo go.
The candy matter hadn't been settled yet!
Just as she was struggling with this dilemma.
A gentle female voice spoke up.
"Cousin, Brother-in-law, you seem to be short one helmet. If you don't mind, you can use mine for now."
Zhou Qiaoqiao turned around.
Looking at the newcomer.
It was her cousin Zhou Qingyu.
Her family was also among the few who hadn't blamed Zhou Qiaoqiao before.
Zhou Qingyu usually enjoyed riding motorcycles.
She had also come to the family home on her motorcycle this time.
"I'm not your brother-in-law!"
Xu Mo protested.
[Little sister, you can't eat whatever you want, and you definitely can't say whatever you want]
[You're making this very difficult for me!]
[Don't block my plot progression path]
"Ding! Congratulations host, you've received 1 high-grade skincare formula"
Huh?
What's this?
What's the system playing at?
His family is in finance.
Not running a beauty salon or cosmetics company.
What use is a formula to him?
Besides, does he want to make money?
He wants to lose money!
Preferably in a legitimate, natural way to distribute his hundreds of billions in assets.
"Qingyu, your brother-in-law is just shy, don't mind him."
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled, taking the helmet from the confused Zhou Qingyu's hands and thanking her.
Zhou Qingyu gave an awkward smile.
After chatting with Zhou Qiaoqiao for a few more moments, she left.
"Can I get on the motorcycle now?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao raised the helmet in her hand.
A man should be responsible for his words!
Xu Mo wanted to cry but had no tears, patting the back seat, "Come on!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao put on the helmet, initially feeling uncomfortable and adjusting it.
Xu Mo couldn't help but laugh, teasing her instinctively.
"You have a big head!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao blushed inside the helmet.
But was she the type of female demon to admit defeat?
Sorry, she wasn't!
"Yours isn't small either!"
Xu Mo choked.
Good heavens!
Better just keep quiet.
Finally, Zhou Qiaoqiao was ready to go.
One long, luminously white beautiful leg swung over first.
Then, hands pressed against the back seat, her slender waist flexing.
The other long, straight leg left the ground.
Once seated.
Before Xu Mo could say anything.
Her rosy white delicate hands had already tightly wrapped around his waist.
"I... haven't started moving yet, you don't need to hold on so tight," Xu Mo's pain---
Her impressive assets were already pressed against him.
They could feel each other's gentleness and warmth.
Zhou Qiaoqiao found it secretly amusing.
This little wolf dog always played innocent while taking advantage.
"I'm afraid your motorcycle might go too fast, and if I fall off, I wouldn't even know where to cry!"
"Don't worry, I ride very slowly, I'll take it easy. So you can relax." Xu Mo generously offered.
"I don't believe your lies!"
Zhou Qiaoqiao said with a giggle.
Her arms wrapped even tighter!
On the other side, Zhou Qingyu cast an envious glance.
Is this what they call love?
Xu Mo could barely take it anymore.
He quickly twisted the clutch handle.
Vrooom----------
The motorcycle's seductive engine roar rang out.
The scarlet Ducati shot forward.
If she wants to hold on, so be it!
Xu Mo didn't want to 'live' anyway!
The sudden strong inertia.
Made Zhou Qiaoqiao's delicate hands grip even tighter.
She let out a surprised cry!
Thump, thump.
Her heart was racing.
Xu Mo could feel her heartbeat.
"Xu Mo, this feels amazing, like we're flying, go faster!"
Xu Mo's eyelid twitched.
Though he pretended to be reluctant.
In his heart, he had to admit the bunny's fragrance was nice.
[Criminal Game: I Really Didn't Kidnap the Female Celebrity]
Speaking of candy, I'm not deceiving you~ Quick, show your support on the other side too!
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