The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu glanced at him and smiled a little coldly: "I really want to thank you for your understanding. Starting tomorrow, my salary will be halved."

Chen Xiaodong: ...Why did the young master deduct his salary when he did such a right thing? Why! ! !

When Bo Jiu threw the quilt on the bed, she felt quite helpless. She really had a pig teammate. The little housekeeper's messy ideas must be controlled in the future, otherwise it will be too dangerous.

"Brother Mo, you sleep in my room, and I'll sleep in the guest room." Bo Jiu turned his head and smiled lightly at Qin Mo: "I've been drinking and it smells bad, so you shouldn't be used to it."

Qin Mo pulled back the young man who was trying to escape, grabbed Bo Jiu's arm, and pressed him against the wall. His handsome face was very close, and the distance between the two people could not accommodate a third person. Existence: "What? You don't want to sleep in the same bed with me?"

It’s a bit difficult to answer such a straightforward question...

"Any girl can sleep in your bed, but brother can't?" Qin Mo said this very lowly, without any warmth in his deep eyes.

Let Bojiu know very well that he must answer at this time: "Of course."

"Then wash yourself before going to bed. Don't let me smell any alcohol on you. Or do you prefer washing with me?" Qin Mo didn't wear a tie, and even tore two buttons of his shirt in an evil manner. He has a head of black hair and a handsome fair face. He has a particularly strong sense of presence. He has an extremely lazy look, as if to say, you choose slowly, I am not in a hurry.

Bo Jiu knew that she was doomed, so he simply smiled handsomely: "Brother Mo, wash it first, and I'll make the bed." He had to find a way to change the bed to a thicker quilt, otherwise it would be very dangerous...

Bathing time is usually not very long.

When Qin Mo came out, Bo Jiu had almost arranged the bed, and deliberately placed a stuffed toy in the middle to prevent the same situation as last time when he woke up the next morning.

The master did not find fault with her. Bojiu took a towel and entered the bathroom. After locking the door, he began to take off the school uniform and bandages. He took a hot shower before changing his clothes and walked out.

The hair has not been washed, but there is still a sense of moisture. The messy silver hair will only make people feel luxurious.

Bo Jiu didn't like wearing slippers, especially after taking a shower. She just walked over on the wooden floor casually, with a smile on her lips. It was an ordinary action, but she made it more public. handsome.

Long before, Qin Mo felt that the young man was very white. Now he looked at the bare feet, which were like porcelain jade. Even the nails were trimmed and rounded and shiny. His eyes lowered for a moment before he looked away. open.

After the last experience of sleeping in the same bed, Bo Jiu naturally turned off the light and lay down.

I don’t know if it was because the lights were turned off, but the light aroma of wine and shower gel gradually became clearer with the boy’s breathing, and touched his left ear vaguely, but the boy hadn’t heard it yet. After noticing it, she smiled at him: "Brother Mo, do you want me to read you another bedtime story, okay?"