The national school idol is a girl

Chapter 1617 1874-1875 I have been waiting for this day for a long time

Bo Jiu didn't know what Qin Mo was thinking.

I only heard the other person say "Wash together?"

There was a little more evil in the corner of the mouth, with a unique laziness: "Okay."

After all, a certain master in the bathroom is even more beautiful.

The villa where I live abroad has a large bathtub and floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side.

You can see some lights below.

The bath water has been put in the bathtub, fresh roses and white foam are intertwined, and a bottle of chilled red wine is placed next to the bathtub.

"Do you want to drink?" Qin Mo turned his face.

Bo Jiu smiled lightly and put one hand on the side of the bathtub: "I won't drink anymore. It's such a waste of time."

Qin Mo glanced at her but didn't move.

With a swipe, she pushed him into the bathtub.

After the suit was soaked, he looked more handsome and ascetic than ever.

It's obviously a cool look, but it has an extra sense of sexiness that makes people want to get involved.

Such sexiness combined with Qin Mo's face will indeed make people feel itchy.

Bo Jiu smiled lightly, lowered her eyes, and kissed his brows that were stained with water drops.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, but did not stop her. Instead, he just looked at her like that, his black eyes a little heavy.

Bo Jiu noticed this.

Qin Mo moved his fingers, and his eyes became darker.

Bo Jiu felt that such a master who was at her mercy was too tempting to kiss.

It’s true that beauty can be misleading.

It is true that beauty is especially exciting when taking a bath.

Especially now, when his suit is wet and his black hair is falling down, instead of feeling a sense of desolation, he just wants people to bite him on the neck.

Bo Jiu also did the same. Kissing always makes people like it, especially his cooperation.

For Bo Jiu, a kiss here, a kiss there, is probably a very satisfying thing, and it is very satisfying.

But for Qin Mo, this level is far from enough.

How is it possible.

I want to hug her hard.

She has never stopped thinking about having only herself in her eyes.

So, how can just kissing be enough?

I don’t know when someone pressed the button on the electric curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The water in the bathtub seems to be hotter.

Bo Jiu's thoughts were also burned out.

I saw the reflection of two people in the mirror.

Both the suit Qin Mo was wearing and the T-shirt Bo Jiu was wearing were already soaked.

Black hair and silver hair are mixed together.

Bo Jiu's mind was filled with snowflakes.

Bo Jiu suddenly felt numb, and his eyes were a little blurry.

But he came close to her ear, put his thin lips behind her ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"