But Jin Jumo was slightly taken aback, "…Mr. Rong, what did you call me?"
Rong Mochen's slender fingertips brushed over Jin Jumo's soft lower lip, his voice low and slow, "Little Mo."
"…" Jin Jumo's expression changed slightly, smiling somewhat awkwardly, "Why is Mr. Rong suddenly calling me that?"
Rong Mochen raised his eyes to look at Jin Jumo, his dark eyes deep, "Why? Can't I call you that?"
Jin Jumo stared at Rong Mochen for a moment before smiling, "As long as Mr. Rong is happy."
She didn't say it wasn't allowed, but neither did she say it was allowed directly.
So… does the name "Little Mo" have a special meaning to her?
Or, does she only allow a specific person to call her that?
A slight strangeness suddenly rose in his heart, this subtle discomfort made Rong Mochen frown with unease, his already cold face turned even colder.
Jin Jumo saw this and her heart sank slightly.
"Go take a bath."
"…"
This night, Jin Jumo couldn't escape a "disaster".