The national school idol is a girl

When the great god said this, he was still smiling, and his breath hit her ears, which was a bit sultry.

Bo Jiu turned his head and said, "It's both hot and cold. I'm being teased. If this continues, it's not good for my health."

Qin Mo paused, not expecting such an answer. His thin lips fell on her forehead: "What now?"

"It's hot." Bo Jiu smiled and said, "Brother Mo, I just ate a piece of candy, why don't you kiss me? It will be sweet."

Qin Mo took off one layer of the quilt. After listening to her words, his handsome brows lazily raised: "I want to make you beautiful, you little rascal."

"Sleeping on the same bed without even kissing is a hooligan." Bo Jiu breathed out, her face was white with a hint of scarlet, and she wanted to kick the quilt off.

As soon as he moved, Qin Mo held his leg down and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to catch a cold?"

"The quilt is thick." Bo Jiu didn't want to hug someone through the quilt. It would be too alienating.

Qin Mo glanced at her naughty look: "Have you regretted exposing my beauty trap?"

"Regret." Bo Jiu watched the man stretch out his hand to pull himself, and then changed the quilt. The weight on his body was very light, but the temperature was comfortable. As he spoke, he hugged the waist in front of him.

Qin Mo did not refuse, but he also nodded at a certain prey: "Don't move your hands."

"It's a bit difficult." Bo Jiu said seriously: "How about I play games for a while, with both hands occupied, and I can still have some self-control."

Qin Mo hummed, showing no emotion or anger.

Bo Jiu knew that he had seen through her temptation. After taking the phone over, he thought about it and said, "Brother Mo."

"What?" Qin Mo was half leaning on the bed, spinning playing cards between his fingers.

Bo Jiu tilted his head: "Do you want to see your official WeChat account?"

"You want me to see it?" Qin Mo lowered his eyes deeply when he asked this question.

Bo Jiu nodded: "I also want you to know that there are many people waiting for you."

Qin Mo didn't speak any more, and kept a free hand, looking a little careless.

It doesn't matter whether he sees it or not.

He didn't have much interest in the past.

But the way she looked, she wanted him to go and see it.

This made Qin Mo's breath become cold.

Also, it is estimated that no one will like him now.

Including her, probably the same.

Qin Mo's thin lips curled up, and his eyes lost all warmth: "Mobile phone."

Bo Jiu moved his fingers and turned off the screen: "Forget it."

Qin Mo looked noble: "Huh?"

"If you don't like it, just don't." Bo Jiu said with a smile in his voice: "It doesn't make any difference whether you have amnesia or not. It's better this way. No one will compete with me."

Qin Mo's eyes trembled, then quickly returned to normal, and his voice was slow: "Then you have to take good care of me."

"I will." Bo Jiu said, holding the phone in his palm.

Qin Mo glanced at him: "Don't you want to play games?"

"Don't you like it? I won't fight anymore." Bo Jiu touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

Qin Mo clicked on her mobile phone screen: "If you like it, I'll watch you fight. This will save you from always wanting to do bad things."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mo, if you don't say the last sentence, you will be more pleasing to the benefactor."

"That's a pity. The last sentence is what I really mean." Qin Mo patted her face gently, his voice was lazy and nice: "Let's start, let me see how you play."

Bo Jiu's lips curled up: "Watch me playing games, you will fall in love with me. I am very handsome in the game."