The national school idol is a girl

"I want to be alone." Bo Jiu kept pretending: "Go home and think about how to talk to Mengran tomorrow. After all, I am the one who wants to be together."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The temperature in the room was a bit low.

Qin Mo didn't speak.

Just when Bojiu thought he had received consent, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pressed it against the door frame, blocking Bo Jiu's way.

With his back half-hunched like that, he lowered his head and came close to her face. A warm breath fell on Bo Jiu's ears again, giving him an indescribable tingling feeling.

"I said I'm very tired today." Qin Mo paused, and his tone sounded a little unclear: "Is it that uncomfortable?"

Of course Bo Jiu nodded: "It's a little bit."

"Then drink some wine." Qin Mo pulled the young man back: "Brother will stay with you."

Bo Jiu felt that he was missing another move.

She never thought that the great god would remember that he was her brother at this time.

In short, this trip is impossible.

The two opened a bottle of red wine.

Bojiu didn't drink much.

The most important thing is to stay awake.

Granted, there is really only one room here.

The Great God didn't even give her a chance to say that she wanted to sleep on the sofa. His eyes were faint: "You don't dare to sleep with me? What are you afraid of?"

"Brother Mo, why do I think you are planning to watch me for these twenty-four hours?" Bo Jiu is not stupid. There is a reason why the great god is like this.

Qin Mo tilted his head, lit a cigarette, then took out his phone, slid it away, and threw it to the person in front of him.

Bo Jiu looked at the information displayed on it, and his eyes suddenly trembled.

No more, no less, just one line.

"Z will take action at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, the master still had not completely eliminated his doubts about her.

"Stay here tonight." Qin Mo raised his eyes: "I won't be watching you 24 hours a day from now on."

Bo Jiu smiled slightly: "Okay, for the sake of future freedom."

This is indeed an opportunity to completely clear yourself of suspicion.

However, what exactly does the person pretending to be her want to do?

Bojiu knows more that the great masters won’t say.

It was already extra that he showed her the text message.

Just sleeping in the same room or the same bed is still different from before.

When the lights are turned off and the room is plunged into darkness.

Bo Jiu could still clearly see the shallow outlines around him through the little bits of moonlight that came through.

Even if he was lying naked, Bojiu couldn't sleep.

how to say.

There is a difference between being kissed and not being kissed.

Bo Jiu always felt that as soon as the familiar scent came closer, the man's eyes when he kissed her lips would appear in his mind.

Very deep, like the sea.

When you think like this, you will inevitably want to retreat.

The lip was not healed yet, but by sliding the tip of the tongue across it, one could touch a fine line of wound.

A little itchy.

Bo Jiu thought and moved back again.

Suddenly, the light came on.

A tall shadow turned over and enveloped Bo Jiu's head, and the oppressive danger came again.

The great god's breath was directly above him, spreading lightly.

For the first time, Bo Jiu felt an indescribable dizziness.

The great god was looking at him, so close that the two people's eyes directly collided with each other.

Bo Jiu had to face it head on.

Qin Mo lowered his head, noticing that the young man had been avoiding him. His slightly cold eyes fell on the young man's lips again, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's itchy? Or did you remember something again?"