In the end.
Fang Mo still failed to get the Age Book he wanted.
His little partner's attitude was exceptionally firm. Unless Fang Mo cleared a dungeon, he could forget about even touching the Age Books in her hands.
At first, Fang Mo had planned to scare her a little.
But as the scaring went on...
Looking at the halo above her head, along with her fluffy cat ears and white popsicle...
It was a little embarrassing to admit, but Fang Mo really couldn't hold himself back. He thoroughly devoured the little brat in front of him.
By the time Fang Mo came to his senses, she had already been tormented until she couldn't even speak. She was gasping heavily, sprawled there with an unfocused stare. Even the halo over her head was flickering, vaguely looking as though it might go out.
"Uh..."
Looking at his little partner, Fang Mo subconsciously scratched his head. "So, are you okay?"
"You..."
After a long while, Xiaoyao barely managed to move her eyes. She looked at Fang Mo with a pained, doubtful expression. "Did you turn it on?"
"Cough, cough."
Fang Mo's gaze immediately wandered.
Yes, he did feel a little guilty. Using dimensional authority for this sort of thing was admittedly pretty damn shameless.
"Your mom..."
Seeing Fang Mo avoid her eyes, Xiaoyao instantly realized she had guessed right. She turned her head away and said, "Get lost. Don't let me see you."
"Fuck, I'm sorry!"
Fang Mo hurriedly pressed his hands together. "I just forgot to turn it off. I didn't deliberately enable it... Can we talk this out? Please don't be mad at me yet, okay?"
"..."
She ignored him completely.
"Hey, why's your halo blinking on and off?" Seeing that she was ignoring him, Fang Mo hurriedly tried to