The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo only glanced at it twice.

He focused his attention on one of the sections.

Luoluo: "Little Spade, do you know how interesting it is when we meet our parents?"

Spades himself: "What's an interesting idea?"

Luoluo: "Auntie and the others always thought that our captain liked Qin Mo. No one paid him such attention since he was a child, except Qin Mo. Auntie was still wondering if we were pretending to be a couple just to deal with the family. Later I heard Qin Mo called for a courier, and his expression changed. Speaking of which, Qin Mo’s guy is really easy to give people the impression that there is no taboo between men and women, and Mo Jing CP’s voice has always been very high. "

Bo Jiuyi smiled and said in a lazy voice: "When he comes back, my family will discipline him."

Luo Luo finally replied with a chuckle: "There is no need for family rules. If the two of them get together, we will elope. Anyway, the male idol in my heart will always be you."

Qin Mo let go of the screen with his fingertips, raised his eyes, and looked at someone: "The male god? You?"

Bo Jiu raised his lips, his bright eyes and white teeth: "After all, you rely on your face to make a living."

"Ha." Qin Mo laughed, stretched out his hand, and pinched the man's face, as if to test the thickness, making a pun: "You really rely on your face to make a living."

The strength didn't hurt, but made it easier for her to hold his waist.

It’s all a routine!

Bo Jiu also knew it in his heart, but it was true that he felt itchy in the presence of beauty.

"In the past, I only had to guard against girls, but now it seems that I need to guard against boys even more." Bo Jiu raised his eyes, still smiling: "It's really a disaster for Lan Yan, but Brother Mo, you and Captain Xiao discussed tactics alone. Don't have any thoughts at this time, Captain Xiao also has a girlfriend now, and it is illegal to ruin other people's relationships. "

Qin Mo listened to someone's serious nonsense, and finally stretched out his hand and held her wrist behind him: "I think you are the one who has ideas."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu admitted simply: "Am I right to you? It's not just one or two days."

He was caught again. It was really difficult to attack.

Qin Mo looked down at the man's face, changed the positions of the two people, and then pushed the man into the corner.

In such a position, with his coat covered, even if Bo Jiu really did something, no one would see it.

Her hands were in his white shirt, and under her palms were bones one after another, as well as psoas muscles that felt good.

It's late autumn in the city, and the weather is already a little cold.

This kind of contact is just enough to warm her hands.

Qin Mo's Adam's apple moved, and he lowered his eyes to touch the man's forehead: "Don't move."

The clear voice, unconsciously low-pitched at this time, sounded in Bo Jiu's ears with an excessive hoarseness.

A numb feeling instantly overflowed from my heart.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and saw that noble and handsome face.

Due to the influence of some things, his breath was no longer as steady as usual.

Even the ends of the eyes are a little different.

He held her waist and brought her neck to his lips.

Abstinence and floating mixed together.

Bo Jiu knew that only she could make him like this.

Extremely sexy, breathtaking...