The national school idol is a girl

Chapter 1618 One thousand eight hundred and seventy six-one thousand eight hundred and seventy seven

"Let's have a child that belongs to us, Mrs. Qin."

Because of these words, Bo Jiu's eyes regained focus, and there was an unprecedented light in his dark eyes: "Okay."

Probably really planning to decide to have children.

So this night.

Qin Mo did not let Bo Jiu go.

This time, it’s not the act of trying to keep her or not trusting her, but the two people are so in love with each other...

Cleaning doesn't take long.

Men who have served in the military generally have very good physical strength.

What's more, Qin Mo came out of the special forces.

So this kind of thing has no impact on him.

He reached out and pulled the towel over and wrapped it around her body.

He half-bent and took her out of the bathtub again.

She moved a little, as if in conflict.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and kissed the corners of her eyes. His voice was still gravelly, but with a doting tone that was unprecedented in front of others: "Stop making trouble, I'll take you to bed."

The person in his arms softened his figure, and when he hugged Qin Mo's waist, he did not forget to say: "Mine."

"Well, yours." Qin Mo ran his fingers through her hair. After placing her on the bed, he couldn't help but kiss her forehead. He probably would never find someone so possessive again.

When he woke up the next day, Bo Jiu just wanted to lie on the sofa and not move at all.

Bo Jiu's long legs were draped on the sofa, and while he was drinking milk with his chin half propped up, he looked at Qin Mo with obvious depression in his eyes.

When Bo Jiu had finished drinking the medicine, she focused her eyes on the face of Qin Mo, who was helping her blow the medicinal soup. His eyes were a little dark.

Qin Mo took a casual look and knew what this person was thinking. He touched her lips with a spoon: "It's best not to do anything bad these two days, do you understand?"

"Do I still have the strength to do bad things in this state?" After Bo Jiu took a sip, he felt it was too bitter, so he simply leaned over and touched his lips: "What does it taste like?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "It smells like milk."

"It's bitter." Bo Jiu lazily pushed his head on his shoulder: "How long will this last?"

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at someone who was so anxious even after drinking the medicine. He thought for a while, and after drinking the medicine, he held her chin and kissed her.

Bo Jiu smiled softly, smacked the taste, and there was a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth: "Brother Mo, I find that you are getting better and better."

"I find that you are becoming more and more undisciplined." Qin Mo said while wiping her thin lips with a napkin: "Does your waist still hurt?"

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It hurts." Saying this, the master should feel guilty.

"Oh?" Qin Mo stood up, adjusted his sleeves, and said slowly, "Then I won't carry you to the wedding venue."

Bo Jiu:......

Qin Mo looked at her and suddenly smiled again, lowering his eyes: "Does it really hurt or is it fake?"

"Whether it hurts or not is another matter." Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes.

Qin Mo rubbed her head: "There is a gap between dreaming and dreaming."

After finishing speaking, he brought another bowl of food over.

Bo Jiu suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth, feeling a little depressed: "What else?"

"Red date tea is not bitter." Qin Mo looked at her with light eyes: "If you want to have a baby, you must prepare in advance."