The national school idol is a girl

Chapter 541 Give out sweets, give out sweets...

"I'm not a philosopher, and I'm not a Z. I don't know what she will do when she gets to that point." Qin Mo glanced at the young man and said, "Okay, people in the rebellious period of youth are not suitable to talk about this kind of topic, come here."

Bo Jiu once again felt that as a student, she was despised by the master. Even the topics were divided into age groups?

Also, when will the topic of her youthful rebellious period end?

Bojiu didn't move.

To be honest, she really wants to know why the great god has been so "pursuing" her? Do you think she is a bad person too?

Qin Mo frowned when he saw that the young man didn't come over, and then he raised the young man's chin with his fingers.

"What?" Bo Jiu took a step back.

Qin Mo pulled the person back directly: "Stay, don't move."

Only then did Bo Jiu see clearly what the master was holding, a light-colored lip balm.

"No, Brother Mo, do you still have such a thing?"

She thought that such a straight person would not be like some curvy men, who not only keep their skin moisturized, but also keep their thin lips moisturized, so they had no less skin care products than girls, and they were very particular about the brand.

"I really didn't expect, Brother Mo, that you would be like this."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said in a nonchalant tone: "Stop your messy thoughts. This lip balm belongs to Ms. An, your number one fan."

"Is it from Queen An?" Bo Jiu tilted his head and refused like a man: "No, it's too girly."

Qin Mo pinched someone's chin again: "There is no color. Now I feel feminine. I usually ask you to exercise. Why don't you feel feminine?"

"I also have abdominal muscles." Bo Jiu gestured to lift his clothes.

Only this time, I didn't expect that the great god didn't stop her from acting like a hooligan.

Instead, he stood there with a half-smile, as if he was letting her go.

Bo Jiu couldn't really lift his clothes, so he simply gave up, raised his face, and said in a cool voice: "Apply less, apply too much, and I will be embarrassed if the female police officer recognizes me."

"Children in the rebellious period of youth usually care about their own face." Qin Mo lowered his eyes slightly, and his fingers touched the beautiful thin lips in front of him.

Bo Jiu once again felt the itching sensation when Wei Liang's fingertips touched his lips. It was not obvious, it was a bit like a feather hitting it.

As soon as you open your eyes, you can see the pleasing face of the great god, the straight bridge of the nose, the deep eyes, and the handsome facial features. It has to be said that it is very charming.

"Brother Mo, are you of foreign origin?"

Qin Mo hummed indifferently: "My grandpa is an overseas Chinese studying in the United Kingdom."

"No wonder." Mixed-race people are generally handsome.

Qin Mo lowered his waist a little further: "Lift your chin and open your mouth."

The two people were very close.

Just because it's too close.

That's why I felt that this gesture seemed a bit too ambiguous.

Plus when the familiar and delicious smell of tobacco hit my lips.

Bo Jiu finally couldn't help but said: "Brother Mo, I can actually apply lip balm myself, and the color can be lighter if I apply it myself."

Qin Mo completely ignored the young man's opinion and started painting from the center of his lips outwards: "Don't worry about the color, let alone think about the police. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone catch you casually."

Bo Jiu wanted to say that it wasn't that problem now, but didn't the Great God feel that they were too close?

This posture is a bit like kissing...