The national school idol is a girl

When did she touch it?

Can you even test the temperature through the quilt?

What Bo Jiu's eyes conveyed was still very obvious.

Qin Mo turned a blind eye: "I'm hungry."

The master wants to drink porridge.

Bo Jiu is still smart. Even if she has never fed anyone else porridge, she has fed her canine pets.

That is, now that I have grown up, it feels too oppressive, but still beautiful.

Bo Jiu picked up the spoon, put it to his lips, blew on it, and handed it to Qin Mo.

People who didn't know better thought Qin Mo's hand was seriously injured.

In reality, it's just a fever.

The young man was taking care of her with a serious look on his face, as if he had accomplished something big.

When Qin Mo drank porridge with his eyes half lowered, he gave people an extremely fragile and beautiful feeling.

Bo Jiu thought in his mind at that time, he couldn't let others look at the master's cold look, it was too seductive.

Qin Mo noticed that the young man's eyes were wandering, and his voice was very low: "What bad things are you thinking about again?"

Bo Jiuyi smiled: "I can't think of any bad things." Protecting her canine pets is one of her missions.

Well, give someone another bite.

"What's left for you to eat."

Qin Mo stretched out his hand to block her movement. He had a fever and lost his appetite. How could he be hungry? He just wanted to see how the boy fed him.

"Just take two bites and stop eating?" Bo Jiu looked at the bowl, remembering Aunt Zhang's instructions just now, and said with a smile: "Take a few more bites."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, tilted his head, and took the business magazine over. His posture was straight and steady. It was obvious that he didn't want to eat.

Bo Jiu thought to himself why this person was the same as when he was a child, too difficult to deal with, but sometimes he was so arrogant.

At that time, she wanted to knock him down and beat him, which was not unreasonable.

But now I can only coax.

Bo Jiu: "Brother Mo, if you eat more, I will play games with you."

Qin Mo: "We've had enough of the Easter match."

Bo Jiu: "What about singing?"

"The overachiever wants to show off his flirting skills again? Ha." Qin Mo put down the magazine and smiled in this direction, but the corner of his mouth was not very warm.

Are you still angry with her?

Bo Jiu really had no idea. After all, she didn't expect that the great god would wait for her after seeing that scene.

Qin Mo glanced at the dejected young man in front of him, and felt more and more that this man really didn't know how to climb the pole. He raised his eyes slightly, with the business magazine spread out in front of his legs. He was sitting as if at an international conference, and pointed out the situation: "You said so If there are no conditions, why don’t you let me kiss you?”

The voice was very gentle and calm.

Bo Jiu suddenly raised his eyes.

Except for great gods, there is really no one in the world who can say such things in such a tone.

The two men stared at each other.

In the end, Bo Jiu finished the bowl of porridge himself.

Qin Mo closed the magazine and looked out the window, the happiness at the corners of his mouth obviously declining.

In fact, for Bo Jiu.

At that time, I could flirt with great people casually because I had no ideas.

I don’t flirt now just because I have great ideas.

She was afraid that when she left, she would really take the great god away.

She often planned this.

No matter how you avoid the police, no matter how you avoid the security personnel, you will probably get a private jet when the time comes.

Everything was easy after passing customs.

But the most important thing is that even if you do these things well, the great god himself is a dangerous product.

She hasn't arrived in the Northern Federation yet, and it is estimated that the whereabouts left by the master along the way will be enough for the crime team to find her.

Although the idea of ​​kidnapping should not be entertained.

But... Bo Jiu looked back at the person bathing in the morning light. It would be great if he was really his.