The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu always felt that the danger index of the great god today was very high.

Just when I want to say something.

Her chin was suddenly raised. At first, she didn't know what Qin Mo was going to do.

When the fingertips touched the corner of her lips, she rubbed them with a slight residual warmth.

Only then did Bo Jiu realize that it was the great god wiping her mouth.

It was like a gust of wind blew over, and the other person's familiar scent was all over him.

Stronger than the sandalwood in the room, the smell of mint tobacco penetrates the heart and is difficult to avoid.

"I ate so many things to make myself so dirty."

His voice was pleasant to begin with, plus he spoke with such a smile.

Always rare.

Before Bo Jiu raised her eyes, a kiss followed, falling on her lips. It was a little cold, but in such a summer, contact would only make people feel comfortable.

It was as if the alienation she had noticed before was just an illusion.

Bo Jiu didn't understand, and his eyes brought out doubts.

Qin Mo directly pressed her against the door frame. The gentle kiss gradually changed, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

Even the breath is a little different from usual.

The kiss made both people's pulses beat differently from before.

His heartbeat was much faster than before, and his mind was completely drained of thoughts, completely blank.

"Brother Mo..." Bo Jiu tilted his head, wanting him to stop.

Qin Mo did stop, with the corner of his mouth curled up, and his breath hit her ear, unsteadily: "What? Don't you like it very much?"

His handsome face, stained with emotion, looked like a cult monster, and his jet-black hair was softer than usual, coupled with his tone of voice.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes and muttered: "Don't tempt me with your beauty."

Qin Mo paused, then smiled, stretched out his hand to tidy up the boy's clothes, and retracted his hand like a gentleman: "Let's go and eat."

Bo Jiu hummed, looking at the back of the figure who walked over first, she felt that there was something wrong that she hadn't noticed.

It’s just that I can’t explain why.

The two came out of the study one after another.

At this time, the international director and Queen An were almost in talks.

I asked Bo Jiu about the specific day he planned to fly there, so that someone could make arrangements.

Qin Mo's hand that was shaking the red wine glass stopped, and he seemed to be a little careless and asked casually: "Fly over?"

Queen An smiled, feeling a little proud: "Jiu just agreed to our crew's invitation, and he will fly to the Northern Commonwealth with me. Let me tell you, this is Jiu's choice. You, the captain, , don’t play capitalist tricks on me, don’t let me go here, don’t let me go there.”

Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes suddenly sank, the warmth in his body disappeared, and his voice became a little weak: "She is not suitable for going abroad."

Not suitable for going abroad?

Queen An shook her head: "Son, your excuse is really not convincing at all."

Qin Mo put down his chopsticks and just spoke.

The young man's smile came to his ears: "Brother Mo, do you want to go with me? Ju said the environment there is good and it should be helpful for the treatment of your hand."

Let him go too?

Qin Mo had never thought of this.

After all, the person standing in front of him now is not the young master of the Fu family, but a new soul injected into him.

Judging from the information obtained, she had been planning how to go abroad, probably because she was worried about what he would guess.

Someone is hiding too many secrets.

I'm afraid the biggest one is the one he just learned about.

Asking him to follow her, she was sure that he would not find her out, so she was so bold to do it right in front of his eyes.

Qin Mo picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "When are you going?"

"In three days." Bo Jiu felt that the first step of kidnapping people should be almost completed, so he added: "I asked the director, and the director said that there are not many scenes, and there shouldn't be many shots. It will be done soon. Finished." Bo Jiu said naturally: "When the filming is finished, we can walk around casually."

In that case, it would be convenient to plunder people.

Bo Jiuban raised his face and answered Qin Mo's question, and also threw out a bait: "I have never gone out to play with Brother Mo. This time is just an opportunity."

Qin Mo smiled. It was true that he had never gone out to play alone with someone.

However, what Qin Mo found interesting at this moment was something else.

For example, why was she so persistent in asking him to follow her.

This time.

What exactly do you want to do.

Z.

Qin Mo tapped his slender fingers on the edge of the glass, as if he was thinking about it. After a while, he responded: "Okay."

He saw Bo Jiu's eyes visibly brightening, like a little fox who had succeeded in his scheme, and the corner of his mouth curled up again: "But, I have a condition."

If you want to kidnap the great god away, you always have to pay something. Bo Jiu understands this truth. He holds his chin and smiles lazily: "Brother Mo, what are the conditions?"

"You have to stay with me for these three days before going abroad." Qin Mo looked at Bo Jiu.

Bo Jiudun, this is actually a bit embarrassing. If you live here, it will not be so convenient to contact Hoshino.

But it's not like there's no solution.

Tomorrow is Fu's shareholders' meeting. If she goes out, the master will not be suspicious.

Realizing that An Yinghou and the others were looking in his direction, Bo Jiu remembered something at this moment, and when he agreed, he added one more sentence: "Brother Mo's hands are inconvenient, do you want me to be a free caregiver? Can."

Qin Mo, who had seen through why Bo Jiu said that, glanced at the young man: "Is there a nurse who doesn't care about the patient when he is asleep?"

"It's just a matter of time, it will get better in the future." Bo Jiu smiled wantonly, not forgetting to lower his head to eat the rice in his bowl.

Qin Mo looked at the person sitting next to him. He was always very well-behaved when eating. When he lowered his head, he was very hairy. When he raised his head, he must have wanted to eat a certain dish. No matter how you looked at it, you would like it. .

No matter how accurate Qin Mo’s previous analysis was.

Never thought about it.

In fact, when the real Z appears in front of him, it will look like this.

He remembered their previous fight in the dance road.

The boy who was so arrogant and arrogant, and even if he was surrounded by the police, did not lose the slightest bit of evil spirit, he was right at his hand.

As long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch her plush head.

Qin Mo's lips curled up, very lightly.

z.

No one likes an opponent who throws themselves into a trap.