The national school idol is a girl

Keep making out?

Qin Mo especially wanted to ask this guy if his eye saw him being affectionate with someone else.

Qin Mo has never been a person who would wrong himself.

Since he was no longer happy, he directly pulled the young man's back collar back: "There is no need to play the game, it is better for us to talk about advanced mathematics."

How long had it been since Fu Jiu had experienced the feeling of being carried like a sack?

It seemed that the great god was angry with her again this time.

Aunt Zhang watched from the side, still anxious: "Master!"

Queen An was very leisurely and contented: "Aunt Zhang, don't worry about them. People with good relationships do this."

Wu Zhen also laughed.

In fact, I was not happy.

She originally thought that as long as she told about Z, Brother Mo would focus all his attention on her.

How could it be like this?

Wu Zhen raised her eyes and looked at the two figures very close to each other.

When did Brother Mo think there was anything more important than solving a case?

However, even so, after hearing the title "Z", Brother Mo's reaction was obvious, and he did not refuse her proposal.

Now that we have guests at home, it is obviously not practical to talk about this in detail.

Wu Zhen believed that that person would return to the crime squad.

It's just a matter of time...

the other side.

Qin Mo did not carry Fu Jiu to the study, but directly to the bedroom.

The door locked with a click.

He threw the person directly onto the bed, then put his arm on the boy's ear. Even his breath was dangerous. He pinched Fu Jiu's chin heavily with his fingers: "This is called intimacy, do you understand?"

Fu Jiu felt that this position, with her at the bottom and the master at the top, and her breath hitting her lips when she spoke, was really not suitable for attacking anymore, so she happily retreated and said, "Understood."

But Qin Mo didn't get up immediately.

His eyes seemed to be moving on those lips.

Fu Jiu realized once again that the distance between the two people was too close.

Even then, she was still a "boy".

Can……

The great god interrupted her thoughts suddenly: "Isn't it better yet?"

Before Fu Jiu could speak, there was a slight chill on her lips.

When another person's fingertips touch your lips, the feeling is completely different.

Fu Jiu felt the fingertips moving outward along her lips, which made people feel a little unnatural for some reason.

She tilted her head away and wiped it with the back of her hand.

Qin Mo looked at the young man's movements, stretched out his arms, and stood up from the bed: "Wait for me here, saying some baseless things. Believe it or not, I bit your mouth open and you won't be able to recover for a month. "

Fu Jiu didn't hear the other meaning at first, and raised his eyebrows, looking very cool and rebellious.

Until the great god left.

She just thought about it.

He opened his mouth and pulled the quilt over.

Inexplicably, the master took advantage of him verbally.

But...who is impersonating her?

Fu Jiu's eyes darkened.

And through today's incident, she was finally able to confirm the identity of the great god.

Psychological criminologists are next.

The main thing is that he should have assisted the police more than once.

Fu Jiu even had a feeling that the great master was probably in Yan Guo's serious crime team, and was the person who solved major cases in the past.

If that's the case, it would be troublesome...