The national school idol is a girl

"Don't you dare?"

Even a low laugh seemed to be on his lips.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, stepped forward to meet him, and smiled evilly: "So, Brother Mo, what do you want to say?"

Qin Mo glanced sideways and smiled.

The next move he took off guard was to kiss her lips.

Bo Jiu never thought it would be like this.

After all, I always stopped here before.

The kiss also contained the breath of mint that she always found to smell good.

At that moment, everything in my mind was blank.

In addition to wanting to breathe, it was my wrist that was suppressed.

The slender hand clasped hers, and she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tried. The slight friction between her fingers was like an electric current rushing through her.

Her whole body was weak, her hands were pressed again, and the only support was the car window behind her.

It's just that there are always people passing by places like this.

She could faintly hear the noise outside the car, and the dark windows blocked them well, but there were still sounds coming from afar, stirring up the deepest nerves in her vague consciousness.

The more taboo it is, the sweeter and more exciting it will be.

After finally waiting for her to breathe, he bit the corner of her lip and pressed his forehead against hers. His eyes seemed to see the bottomless abyss, like ice and snow that had been covered with dust for a long time, and an indescribable feeling surged through them. Shen Shen: "What do you think I want to say to you after this?"

The lingering breath was so severe that Bo Jiu raised his hand subconsciously, wiped the corners of his lips, and narrowed his eyes: "Brother Mo, please see clearly."

"I know it very well." Qin Mo's voice was very low, his breath hitting the young man's ear, "I know it better than anyone else."

Bo Jiu finally found his voice: "Brother Mo, I know that my face can cause people to misunderstand. Is it because you have not been in contact with many women recently that you..."

After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man's movements.

The black and white eyes looked at Qin Mo, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly like feathers, which made people feel itchy.

This made Qin Mo's eyes darken. He clasped the young man's waist with his other hand, leaned over and kissed Bo Jiu's earlobe, and said in a low and seductive voice, "Is it an illusion to want you? Huh?"

Bo Jiu opened his mouth, a little confused.

Qin Mo frowned: "The same can be said for you."

Bo Jiu seemed to be thinking, and finally raised his eyes: "I have never thought about this."

She has indeed always regarded the great god as a brother.

But the great god treats her as...a close friend? Close friends! relative……

"I'm not a crook." After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he added, "I'm a little confused and want to go home and think about it."

Qin Mo looked at the young man in front of him: "Do you not want to check, or is it really a mess?"

Bo Jiu did not avoid the question: "Brother Mo, you are so handsome, don't you know that your confession will have a great impact on people? Of course it is the latter."