37 Strange Illness

Seeing that Harry was coming, Qiao Mo quickly moved around him.

It ended up that each time Harry took a step, Qiao Mo would take a step back until she reached the side of the bed.

Plop!

Qiao Mo sat on the bed and quickly moved back. "Don't come over!"

She kept moving until she reached the wall, and Harry pounced on her as well.

The strange thing was that Harry had thrown himself into Qiao Mo's arms and was kneeling with his ass up. He rubbed his head against Qiao Mo's stomach and kept twisting his body.

He was like a big dog whining to its owner.

Qiao Mo looked stunned. It would be fine if he was really a big dog, but Harry still had the appearance of a handsome man!

Why was he kneeling and rubbing himself against her chest!

Qiao Mo couldn't help but slap his head away. "I want to stay alone! I think I need a room that belongs only to me!"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.