The national school idol is a girl

The wind outside the window is a bit strong.

The lights outside were on, and dim light and shadow could be seen vaguely.

There were only two people under the military quilt.

This made Qin Mo's eyes darken to the extreme.

There was a nice smell on her lips, light and a little sweet, like lotus flowers in a clear spring and quiet valley, slowly lingering from the tip of his nose to his ears.

Even when she was doing something, there was a smile on her lips. When she turned slightly sideways, her face showed a delicate appearance, but her temperament was clear.

Just for a moment.

Qin Mo's eyes completely sank.

Didn't push away.

Because I can no longer push it away.

The smell of her body was like incense lit in the night, light but alluring.

In the darkness is the rising temperature.

Bo Jiu felt that even so, all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away.

Because that face looks so charming.

"Brother Mo..." she just started.

Bo Jiu could hear his heartbeat, one after another, very deep and loud, and even his breathing was different from usual.

No one will have the opportunity to see Qin Mo like this.

Putting his head against hers, that kind of nobility that even his temperament is chaotic in order to get her is the most bewitching.

Especially when he looked at her like that, with his black hair hanging down, even the corners of his eyes showing cruelty, and when he used force with his fingers, he looked more like an extremely handsome devil, unable to resist at all.

Along with his low and deep breathing, the sound of his heartbeat will be amplified.

It was so close that she couldn't move back even if she wanted to.

His palm just held her hand, and the temperature of his fingertips was a bit like ice cubes, but different.

Because that handsome face that had always been indifferent and dignified was stained with something else.

Bo Jiuhui felt that his throat was dry inexplicably, and he couldn't resist such a great god...

On the other hand, Qin Mo's eyes darkened for a while and then he suddenly pushed the person away.

Bo Jiu sat up: "Where are you going?"

"Cold shower, idiot." After leaving these five words, Qin Mo entered the bathroom again.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling, waiting for the heat on his body to gradually subside. When the tip of his nose was close to the pillow, it seemed that he could still smell the musk on the great god just now.

I closed my eyes, couldn't help it anymore, and opened the window directly.

It wasn't until the night wind from outside blew in that it dampened the temperature inside.

When Qin Mo came out, he saw this scene. He frowned, picked him up and threw him back on the bed: "Do you want to freeze to death?"

Bo Jiu's eyelids were dripped by water from his hair. He blinked and was about to rub it with his hands.

He was held down by someone's hands, followed by the touch of a towel.

very light.

Again and again, people who didn't know better thought she was some kind of porcelain doll.

"I was too hot just now." This was the first thing Bo Jiu said when he opened his eyes.

Qin Mo's fingers slipped from the corner of her eyes: "I was still crying just now."

"It got hotter after that." When Bo Jiu said this, he really didn't think much about it.

Qin Mo smiled and touched her lips with his fingertips, his meaning unclear: "After that?"

It's really hard to drive like a master, especially in this regard.

Bo Jiu simply closed his eyes and pretended that the monster in front of him didn't exist.

Just the slight coolness between her lips still made her heart beat quiet for a moment.

This time, the master didn’t know why, but he was dressed very tightly.

Even the military jacket is tied very standard.

When that kind of fabric is pressed against the chest, it feels a little itchy.

Bo Jiu moved impatiently, but the man grabbed his waist, and his breath followed him: "Is it still hot?"

"Um."

In some ways, the guy in my arms is always very direct, with a temperament between a boy and a girl.

Qin Mo's hand used another force and he brought her into his arms, his heart beating loudly in his chest.

Sometimes, Qin Mo was right. There were few people like Bo Jiu. When her thin lips were slightly open, it was like being drugged, making people want to imprison her in their arms and break her completely.

But Qin Mo did not forget that this was the army, and the timing and location were not right.

I can only try not to look at her.

But the man's wrapped arm was as gentle and soft as porcelain jade, reminding him all the time what kind of fragrance it was.

He had tasted it before, tasted it unscrupulously.

She was in his arms, leaning against him so softly and bonelessly, all of this fell clearly into his eyes.

Just like the seductive gauze woman in a dream, under layers of sweat, she looks like a monster under the sea, bringing you the ultimate beauty.

That is original sin.

No one can escape.

And he never intended to let go.

This person can only be his.

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly sank, his thin lips slightly tilted...

Off topic: I won’t discuss the plot of this chapter. I hope I can keep it. I am familiar with the cute Bo Jiu bookmark from the monthly pass. Bo Jiu’s character design was drawn by a master in the industry. It was drawn last year because the comment area was in trouble for a while. It has never been announced. Someone wanted the original picture, so I had to postpone it. Now I can finally give you this gift that I have prepared for you a long time ago. The original picture is more beautiful than the one on Weibo. Well... see you tomorrow.