The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo took a deep look at the young man, but did not see any impact on that handsome face.

He tightened his fingers and then loosened them: "Okay, but only a little."

"What?" Bo Jiu was still thinking about her boyfriend.

Qin Mo's thin lips were right next to the young man's ear: "If I find out that you are avoiding me, it won't be as easy to talk and discuss as it is now."

Bo Jiu: ...Master, you have nothing to discuss now.

mainly.

"Brother Mo, you let me digest it and suddenly confess or something."

Qin Mo's voice was light: "It wasn't all of a sudden."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu wiped his lips again.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to stop the young man's movements, and said in a nonchalant tone: "I have been trying to correct you before."

Correct...her?

Bo Jiu suddenly remembered watching a movie at the master's house.

It was true that calcium tablets were given at that time, so was the master correcting her at that time?

"Now it seems like it's not working."

Qin Mo frowned when he said this, obviously he was serious.

Bo Jiu didn't know how to evaluate this correction history.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit solid. "

It's probably almost time.

Qin Mo dialed Adjutant Zhang's phone number.

When Adjutant Zhang came in, he felt that the boy was different.

After a quick glance, you can see that the lower lip has been bitten... bitten...

Adjutant Zhang's fingers were numb.

He must be thinking too much.

impossible.

But his words were impossible, and he was quickly shocked by what his young master said next.

"What's wrong with your mouth? It looks like this after a kiss."

Adjutant Zhang: ...

Bo Jiu said nothing.

Qin Mo simply stretched out his hand to lift the young man's chin, and rubbed it with his fingertips: "Where is the ointment I gave you last time?"

"Home." Bo Jiu was good at this time, but in fact he was either good or chaotic!

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Go back and apply it."

"oh."

As Lieutenant Zhang listened to the conversation in the back seat, he had a strong urge to jump out of the car.

Finally got to the Fu family villa.

He has always seemed a quiet young man.

When they were about to get out of the car, a backhand pressed their young master between the car windows.

Adjutant Zhang was stunned.

Qin Mo smiled, looking at the man who was never just defensive, with deep eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"There is indeed one thing." Bo Jiu hooked up his lower lip, his eyes very dark: "Brother Mo, Brother Mo, it's better to think it over carefully."

Qin Mo groaned and slowly approached the young man. He held Bo Jiu's waist with his left hand and knocked down the broken hair with a strong force. His eyes were dark and had a very obvious sense of aggression: "I have thought very clearly about what to do. If you really don't behave, I can tie you up, what do you think?"

Because of the great god's action, Bo Jiu's body froze for a moment, and she realized that in some aspects, she was indeed no match for the great god.

Such a hot temperature can be felt even through the suit.

This is completely different from the man's aura of indifference and abstinence.

Even the great god looked at her as if he were looking at a sacrificial object.

Perhaps it's because of this that it feels too hot, so hot that even the tailbone feels a strange numbness.