The national school idol is a girl

Qin Mo's eyes darkened as he watched this scene.

He walked over, took his hand out of his trouser pocket, took Bo Jiu's cigarette, and held it on his thin lips.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and smiled: "Look at me, be more obedient, and wait as long as you are told."

"I don't have a car to go home." Qin Mo held the car keys and said in a low voice, "You will drive later and put on the mask first."

The reason why he said this was because when facing this face, Qin Mo always felt like he wanted to destroy something.

Bojiu clasped his fingers and said with a smile: "No, I don't have a driver's license."

"Can you climb over the wall but not drive?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Bo Jiu sighed: "Brother Mo, you can't keep poking my wounds just because you kissed the wrong me. I told you it was me, but you didn't listen and just kissed me all at once."

Bo Jiu had thought about it just now.

As a straight man, I would definitely not be able to accept this happening.

After all, the great god didn't seem to recognize her at that time.

After listening to Bo Jiu's words, Qin Mo reached out his hand and flicked the guy's head with a calm attitude: "You spoke too slowly."

"It's just a kiss anyway, it won't do anything." Bo Jiu smiled and said, "If Brother Mo really feels uncomfortable, find a girl and kiss him again."

Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes completely faded.

This time, he said nothing.

After turning around, he gave Bo Jiu two words, "Let's go."

The voice sounded like it was mixed with mist, and there was something unnoticeably lonely about it?

At that moment, Bo Jiu felt that he had heard wrong.

How could that person be lonely?

She paused and paced to keep up.

Qin Mo seemed to be suppressing something. After opening the car door, he took the Kuanquan water on top, unscrewed the cap and took a sip, then screwed it back on and threw it into the car casually: "Get in the car."

This was the second sentence Qin Mo said.

It's still a long way from the dance party to the city center.

Mainly walking at night in Paddle Market is really not easy.

The haze was so thick that visibility was very low.

Bo Jiu couldn't figure out whether the master felt that he had kissed a "boy", so he couldn't accept it psychologically and was in the process of rebuilding his mind.

But at this time, it seemed that no one had time to care about the fact that Qin Mo had just drank and was driving.

Because the indifference coming from Qin Mo was so obvious.

So much so that when Bo Jiu rubbed his lips again.

He suddenly spoke with a warning: "If you wipe it again, believe it or not, my brother will teach you what kissing is?"

Bo Jiu tilted his head, looking at that handsome and noble face, he really couldn't accept it.

But, blame her for wiping it.

If the master hadn't been too strong and bit her just now, her upper lip wouldn't be numb and swollen now.

Listening to someone whispering to himself.

Qin Mo's eyes warmed up a little bit.

But when the temperature reaches a certain level.

That deep gaze was placed on someone's upper lip.

Then slowly move down, it is a beautiful curve...

Of course Bojiu noticed his gaze.

My heart skipped a beat.

But there was a calm smile on his face: "Do you think I look very real? If it weren't for these disguise props that Lin Feng gave me, I don't know how many people would recognize me like this."

Qin Mo said nothing and slowly narrowed his eyes, feeling unspeakably dangerous.

But at this time.

Bo Jiu reached out and pulled his hand over...