The national school idol is a girl

There are still water drops on the white jade ankles, and the towel is wrapped around the back. The hazy water all over the body is shining a little when it is illuminated.

Those eyes were the black of thick fog.

Looks like a siren indeed.

Especially when smiling, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked and the walking posture is straight, bringing out the ultimate beauty.

It seems that he is not embarrassed because of this appearance.

Bo Jiu touched his cheek, looking very handsome.

She originally planned to knock the person down directly.

Who knew that before she could take action, the man pulled her into his arms again.

Wrapping her around was a dry bath towel.

Even her eyes were surrounded inside.

"Brother Mo." Bo Jiu felt that the great god was a bit invincible. She couldn't even see him, so how could he attack.

Qin Mo looked at the little hooligan who was trying to be cool after getting wet. Now he looked like an angry cat. He stretched out his claws in dissatisfaction and tried to act coquettishly.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and put the guy's head directly on his shoulder.

Bo Jiu finally felt at ease, because she discovered that the big bath towel was not just for her, but for two people.

The great god was also wrapped in it, and what she directly came into contact with was his skin. Well, that was how it should be, to play with the sense of distance from her.

Bo Jiu's eyes were bent with laughter, and he was about to move his hands.

"What bad thing do you want to do?" Qin Mo used a free hand to hold down someone's restless paw, raised his brows, and said a little funny: "It seems that my sponsor likes me very much."

Bo Jiu raised his head, looked at Qin Mo, and smiled darkly: "Yes, yes."

"You can't touch it if you like it." Qin Mo took care of the person as if he were taking care of a domesticated prey: "Turn around and look in the mirror."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What to do?"

"Blow your hair." You always have to do something unimaginable to divert attention, so the master comes out with a hair dryer. Now he has one hand raised high, and his aura is very strong.

Bo Jiu thought for a while, she couldn't force anyone, it would not be good to bully the great god while he lost his memory.

"Okay, blow your head."

Turning around, her whole back was leaning on his chest, and the two of them were wrapped in the same bath towel. They were neither too big nor too small, just right. Such a posture would not even be able to satisfy the master.

Qin Mo laughed again after hearing someone's sigh: "What? I'm disappointed in you? What bad things have you been thinking about in your head all day?"

"I want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu felt the soft wind blowing over his head and smiled: "It's so obvious, Brother Mo can't even tell?"

Qin Mo looked at that face and couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and pinched it: "I am very expensive. Let me dry your silver hair first."

"Silver hair?" Bo Jiu tilted his head: "The most popular grandma gray is quite handsome, isn't it handsome?"

Qin Mo met those clear black and white eyes. The tear mole was particularly obvious. The nose, mouth and even the bones were very beautiful. He moved his body, half-bent down and kissed the mouth. His eyes were deep and low. : "It really looks good."

So far, the most pleasing prey he has ever seen.

"Not as good-looking as you." What Bo Jiu said is true. Little Princess Qin has been good-looking since she was a child.

Qin Mo slowly ran his fingers through the young man's hair, and the hair dryer was still blowing carefully: "Are you sure you want to use the word good-looking to describe me? No man would like to have this adjective on his body."

"Stunning beauty?" Bo Jiu thought about the idioms she had learned.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows again.

"Lan Yan is a disaster?" These four words definitely fit the bill.

Qin Mo smiled and spoke very slowly: "Why don't you say I am Daji of the State of Huo?"

"How can you compare with Daji?" Bo Jiuyi smiled: "You are much prettier than Daji."

Seeing how comfortable you are in my arms, I won't throw you out through the window. Qin Mo just gave up on this idea.

Then the man said again: "Brother Mo, someone like me must have been a foolish king in ancient times. If you were Daji and wanted to confuse the country, I would definitely let you be confused. If you say that I am like this, am I too impulsive? If others say If you're not good, I just want to beat someone up. No wonder you always said that I was impulsive when I was a kid. Well, I'm quite impulsive."

When Qin Mo heard this, he turned off the hair dryer and tapped her face rhythmically with his fingers: "I see you are not impulsive at all."

Every word he speaks seems to penetrate into people's hearts.

So cunning.

"It's still impulsive. For example, I really want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu tilted his head over again and said in a lazy tone: "So Brother Mo, if I do anything to you, you must stop me. I This man can’t stand beauty traps, you can use them more often.”

Qin Mo laughed softly and was no longer pretending now. He put the hair dryer aside and looked a little alienated: "You can even tell that I'm using a beauty trick?"

"It's a pity that I don't have to go to the end." When Bo Jiu smiled slightly, he sneezed and said, "You don't even let me taste the sweetness."

Qin Mo glanced at the person in front of him and frowned. Then he raised his hand and picked the person up. He walked to the room and stuffed the person directly into the quilt.

Bo Jiu groaned: "There are so many covers, it's too heavy." There was a quilt between them, and after it was removed, he didn't even eat the tofu.

"Where's the medicine?" Qin Mo answered the question inappropriately.

Bo Jiu was held down and couldn't move: "What medicine?"

"Cold medicine." Qin Mo said and pushed in the person who was about to show up.

Bo Jiu suddenly realized that the master was concerned about her sneezing just now and thought she was sick again, so he wanted to find medicine?

Still let her enjoy the sweetness.

Bo Jiu only had one pair of eyes exposed, and the corners of his mouth were smiling under the quilt.

Qin Mo tilted his head. Seeing this scene, he naturally knew that he had overreacted just now. After pausing his fingers, he sat on the edge of the bed and smiled casually: "Are you very proud?"

"No, actually I also feel a little cold and uncomfortable. I must have soaked in the bathtub just now." Bo Jiu pressed his head with his hand in order to make himself look more sincere.

Qin Mo's smile deepened: "Cold? Then add another quilt."

The great god is a man who keeps his word. He opened the cupboard, took out a summer quilt, and covered someone: "Is it a lot warmer now?"

"Yeah." What else could Bo Jiu say? He had to finish the drama he created while still hot: "I'm just a little thirsty." Drinking some water can always cool down the temperature.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "You're thirsty? How about I go get you a cup of hot water?"

Hot water?

Bo Jiu waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm not that thirsty."

If the master is so sinister, he might as well continue to use the beauty trick on her.

Qin Mo looked at that face and turned red. He pressed down, and even his breath was a little restless: "Let me ask you for the last time, are you cold or hot?"