Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 460

Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Groping Master Mo’s Butt (9)

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Then, she said with determination: "It’s decided! I am determined to get the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame!"

Si Mo chuckled and said: "Does little Ge’er know where the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame is?"

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, her fervor doused by Si Mo’s icy response, steaming with ’sizzling’ white smoke. She slowly turned her eyes towards Si Mo’s devilishly handsome face, gritting her teeth as she said: "Don’t you know?" If he didn’t know, why waste so many words talking to her?

Si Mo’s lips curled up slightly, with a hint of inscrutable emotion in his amber eyes. He looked at Mu Qingge, spreading his hands: "I do know, but why should I tell?"

Mu Qingge’s heart sank, seeing the cunning hidden in the man’s eyes.

It seemed this guy wanted to drive up the price and take advantage when she was in need!

"What exchange do you propose?" Mu Qingge asked coldly. She wasn’t averse to Si Mo’s behavior. If their positions were swapped, she would do the same. After all, there was no relationship between them, no reason to reveal such valuable information for free. However, Si Mo’s sudden change of attitude was hard for her to accept.

In the past, Si Mo had never demanded an exchange or a reward in his dealings.

Yet, she quickly adjusted, realizing she had no reason to expect Si Mo to continuously give to her without any compensation.

"It’s simple, just promise me one thing." Si Mo extended a slender finger, waving it in front of Mu Qingge.

"Speak," said Mu Qingge.

Si Mo grinned, then pointed at his cherry petal-like lips: "Just a kiss on these would suffice, little Ge’er."

Whoosh!

Mu Qingge abruptly stood up, face dark, staring at Si Mo with killing intent. She raised her hand with exquisite elegance and sneered: "I don’t mind helping you cut it off."

"Little Ge’er, you’re truly ruthless." Si Mo’s amber eyes showed a look of grievance.

Yet Mu Qingge’s expression did not improve.

She turned and said: "If you don’t want to say, then don’t. I’ll find it myself."

"Is my condition so difficult for little Ge’er to accept?" Si Mo slowly got up, looking at Mu Qingge’s stubborn and upright back.

Difficult to accept?

Mu Qingge pondered, kissing Si Mo wouldn’t cost her anything, and she didn’t seem particularly averse. However, she didn’t want to obtain information in such a manner.

It seemed that if she really agreed, her dignity would be thoroughly lost in front of Si Mo.

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