The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo paused immediately.

No one could help but pause.

Eating the skewers in his hand, he suddenly came closer to see a fair and clean face, with the fine down, thick eyelashes, and light lips, just on the right side of his face.

At that moment, he felt inexplicably itchy in his heart.

The feeling he had when he was skateboarding just now came back, like fluffy feathers, bit by bit rubbing from the right side of his face to his whole body...

The game boys eating skewers next to them all looked this way.

I-fuck!

What's going on?

Did they drink too much, and even if they saw their friends in the game being gay, how come after they came out, everyone who saw them masturbating was so gay?

He must be drunk, rub his eyes first!

Bo Jiu took advantage of this opportunity to pull himself back and sit back on his seat. He held a piece of meat in his mouth, his lips were still half-curved, and he smiled handsomely and wantonly: "Sure enough, it tastes good."

Qin Mo first tilted his head and smiled, then leaned forward and pinched the boy's chin with his fingers. The aura of abstinence made people's hearts beat faster just by looking at it: "If you dare to eat secretly again, I guarantee that I will make you regret it in many ways. ,understood?"

"Hey, Brother Mo, this posture is a bit close." Bo Jiu reminded him with a smile.

Qin Mo snorted and slowly rubbed the boy's chin with his thumb: "When you came over just now, why didn't you say we were close? We almost kissed him."

Bo Jiu laughed when he heard the last four words, and replied smoothly: "How about Brother Mo come back in person?"

As soon as the words came out.

Bo Jiu felt bad.

There is nothing that a great God cannot do.

Why do you continue to provoke me at this time?

Sure enough, the great god didn't speak anymore, he just looked at her so deeply and dangerously that even his breathing slowed down.

The aroma of barbecue lingers in your breath.

Even the game boys next door were silent.

She wants to hang up.

This is Bo Jiu's only feeling.

Must escape.

When necessary, Bo Jiu's skill can be improved to three levels, such as now.

She first tilted her head, then turned sideways, her long legs not forgetting to touch a wooden bench to block Qin Mo's movement.

However, the front is avoided, but the back is avoided.

The hat on the black coat was tugged.

Bo Jiu was like a spring, his whole body bounced back.

Due to the force, Bo Jiu's back bumped directly into Qin Mo's arms.

If it were anyone else, it would definitely be locked, but it was Bo Jiu.

With a twist of the waist, first the left hand came out of the sleeve, then he lowered his head and ducked down, his handsome face crossed his eyes, and then the right sleeve came out.

The movement was very handsome and neat, and even had the sound of wind.

The people next to me were indeed dumbfounded.

Is this... a transition from a basic film to a martial arts blockbuster?

I'll go and give them some time to accept it, okay? !

But how is that done?

If he is good at this skill, he will definitely fight frequently!

They are all men. Seeing such a scene, they all feel passionate. They can't help but want to cheer for the young man: "Okay!"

It's a pity that the good word of the melon-eating people has just fallen.

Qin Mo grabbed the black jacket and pushed it against the table. His other hand calmly grasped the wrist that had just come off the right sleeve. Then, he stretched it back hard, and with a swish of wind, the young man was trapped on the table. In front of him, his fingers pressed on both sides of Bo Jiu, his deep black eyes were lowered, and his body was filled with danger like a demon...