The door was closed and the automatic curtains fell.
Qin Mo leaned over and approached, slowly poking in with his uninjured hand.
**Like uninterrupted.
His hands were also inside her clothes.
The strength of resisting made Bo Jiu's eyes blurred.
Her back was pressed against the bed, and her fingers climbed onto his shoulders, but she couldn't see his face, because Qin Mo's kiss had already begun to move down, kissing her elongated neck thinly, bringing out a burst of pain. Array of **.
Bo Jiu's whole body became numb after being rubbed by him, and it was as if she had been burned when she touched her skin.
The temperature is rising throughout the room.
There is also the sound of breathing in the ear, the panting is chaotic, and a little heavy.
That was the Qin Mo that others had no chance to see.
The noble and handsome face will always be tainted with falling into the altar, and the eyes are very deep, as if shaking all the light, but they are focused on one point.
The faint patience and the thin sweat overflowing from the forehead will only make the man's aura stronger. The messy black hair is being sucked by the slender fingers, just like that, and I have long wanted to lift it with one hand. The raised long legs wrapped around his waist.
The sound was shattered by the impact, not to mention the long black hair on Bo Jiu's head, spread on the pure white bed, like scattered black **, just beside Qin Mo's hand, like soft seaweed, his hands Her skin is extremely soft, and the person who clings to her just wants to get closer to her.
Not only the face, but also the snow-white fragrant shoulders exposed by Bo Jiu were dyed lightly, as thin as sand that could be broken by tearing.
The clothes on her body were half-faded to the waist, and the pure black and snow white contrasted each other, which was originally a kind of stimulation.
The snow-white waistline seemed to be unbearable at last, showing a seductive arc, as beautiful as a fairy from the realm of demons.
It's really not that kind of little freshness, but a deep beauty but because of those black and white eyes, there is a kind of frivolity and innocence that will not be contaminated.
The tear mole seemed to be able to emit light, and it was on the position where it just protruded from the corner of the eye.
Because of his penetration, her whole body trembled heavily, like a butterfly being stared at, there was always a kind of beauty that people wanted constantly.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, pressed her wrist with one hand, put his thin lips next to her ear, and rubbed her softness with his fingers.
Bo Jiu's eyelashes trembled, and she pressed her lips together, in order not to make any noise.
It was daytime now, and she really couldn't imagine what Aunt Zhang would think of her if Aunt Zhang and the others found out that she was doing this kind of thing with the Great God in the room.
It's just that I don't know if it's because I don't have the original greenness.
The kind of desire that permeates the whole body with its depth and strength, she couldn't help but touch her fingertips, grasping the white flesh below her body, the flesh is round and shiny, and her lips are slightly parted.
Unexpectedly, it was her appearance that could arouse men's desire to destroy.
From nine o'clock in the morning until eleven o'clock, the sound of the big bed swaying never stopped, the force was gentle and domineering, and when it gradually stopped, only a shallow panting remained.
Bo Jiu was exhausted to the point of exhaustion, and her two slender white legs didn't look like her own. Qin Mo picked her up and put her in the bathtub.
The most comfortable thing is probably that hand rubbing her waist through the hot water.
The Great God was half naked from the upper body, wearing a pair of black trousers, and when he landed on one knee next to the bathtub, through the rising heat, probably only one word would come to mind.
A gentleman is as noble as jade.
The most comfortable thing is being held in someone's arms after being wrapped in a towel.
The two were sitting in bed, Qin Mo turned his head sideways, and pointed his finger on the phone screen: "Are you sure you want to eat this?"
"Yeah." Bo Jiu was a little lazy: "Will the takeaway affect the taste?"
Qin Mo chuckled: "Sure, why don't you let Aunt Zhang cook for you?"
"I still need to rebuild my mind before I can face Aunt Zhang." Bo Jiu always felt that she was cheated by the great god this time.
Aunt Zhang didn't come up at meal time, she must have heard something.
"How hungry are you?" Qin Mo put down his phone and took the clothes next to him: "It's faster to go out and eat."
Bo Jiu didn't object. After putting it on, her silver hair came back, and it was a little messy. It was gathered up in bunches, a bit like cat ears, but it couldn't be pressed down.
In the end, she also gave up, took a lollipop in her mouth, and stood there with one hand in her trouser pocket, waiting for the Great God.
What puzzled her was that she was the one who was pulling the Great God forward.
Why did the elders see them when they arrived at the compound and said, "Boy Qin, are you taking your kids out for a walk again?"
"Where are you going this time? How much time does it take? If you don't let your children come over to me to check my phone, it won't work anymore."
Qin Mo has always been polite, and answered each one well, raising one hand and not forgetting to rub the boy's head.
Both of them are tall and look very seductive.
The old men seem to like to see the young boy's depressed appearance, and want to chat for a while.
In the end, it was Qin Mo who spoke: "I haven't eaten yet, take her out to eat."
"You haven't eaten so late, then it's your fault, Kid Qin, how can you raise your younger brother like this, the kid is still growing up, go quickly."
"Okay." Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who wanted to talk into his hand, pressed his fingers on his wrist, and strode forward. After a certain distance, he threw a sentence without looking back: "Little friend!" Very depressed?"
Such a title was definitely intended by the Great God.
Bo Jiu tapped his wrist backhand: "This can only show that I am young."
Qin Mo hooked his lower lip.
I took someone to a noodle restaurant.
Bo Jiu ate as soon as he opened his chopsticks. He ate very politely, but he couldn't hide his large appetite.
Qin Mo sat across from her, and after two bites, he would put a piece of sauced beef in her bowl.
Such a scene, people see, can not help but stop.
It's probably because those two people are so outstanding, that's why it makes people think that scene is like a plot in a comic.
The handsome face matched the laziness of another person.
The sun is just right.
Suddenly, Qin Mo whispered, "Z Xiaojiu, look up."
Hearing that strange address, Bo Jiu just made a move, but he hadn't seen the man's face yet.
The man stood up halfway, propped one hand on the table, and held the order menu in the other hand, leaned slightly like that, and put a kiss on her lips.
Bo Jiu paused, only the sound of beating and the smell of mint tobacco on her thin lips, which smelled nice and gentle.
It also has a slight meaty aroma.
At this time, there are very few customers in the beef noodle shop.
The noon light shone in.
The heart seemed to be hit by something, and the rapid beating did not have the slightest rule.
Until Qin Mo withdrew the kiss, put his fingers on her lips, and then wiped her lips with a smile: "There is something."
Bo Jiu felt that this alone could not be used as a reason for the Great God to kiss her in public.
However, she couldn't kiss back.
He could only raise his eyebrows, lower his eyes and continue eating noodles, his heart was still beating, and his ears were involuntarily turning red.
Finally, he coughed lightly.
Even if this matter breaks the news.
However, some things will not be revealed.
The word "Most Beautiful Dress" had a lot of impact on the e-sports circle.
Even Luoluo looked at the photo suspiciously, touched her chin, and asked the person sitting over there: "Do you think that guy Qin Mo had expected that Big Spade would be so beautiful in women's clothing, so he first started to look at her?" Be strong."
The person stood up, turned sideways, pressed the mouse on her hand with one hand, clicked the photo, and went directly to the game page: "Study more about the tactics of this country, if we really play instead of the Imperial League , the first team we met was them.”
"But I heard that there are still people who want to let the Dimension join. After all, I have to admit that the Dimension really can make people look forward to it." Luoluo turned around.
The man stood up straight: "Then they must be able to solve the problems they are facing now. The absence of Yunhu means that the Imperial League is no longer complete, not to mention that Qin Mo's hand needs to be healed. Let's practice it. That’s what we should be doing.”
"Then what if the Imperial League is reorganized?" Luoluo asked, dragging her cheeks, "Who will fight?"
Xiao Dui looked sideways: "Of course they are, this is what they should do."
Luoluo stretched her legs crossed: "I'm afraid there will be some people who disagree, such as the club."
"Pay attention to your image, you are regarded as a goddess by thousands of boys, don't do this kind of action casually." Xiao Dui said, throwing a coat over.
The beauty of Luo Luotian's growth, as the saying goes, a beauty looks at the bones, and her every frown and smile can't be taken away from her eyes. At this time, she pulled her coat and smiled lightly: "Are you tempted
Team Xiao took off his glasses, then approached the man, his voice was flat: "What did I say last time?"
"Don't let me seduce you." Luoluo sighed, "I can't control it."
Team Xiao obviously didn't want to pay attention to the mischievous players under him.
Luoluo changed her position and rested her chin: "Do you think the Imperial League will really break up like this? I can't believe it, but that is my opponent all along."
Team Xiao didn't speak.
Eyes looking at the game page on the screen.
After a long while, he opened his mouth: "No."
Those two words made Luoluo, who had been abnormal all morning, smile again.
She believed the captain's words.
The Emperor League will always come back.
However, it takes time.
It's two o'clock in the afternoon.
It's hot.
Many people say that twelve o'clock at noon is the hottest.
Actually not.
After the sunshine, at two o'clock, the ground temperature exploded, which is the real heat.
Lin Feng had never experienced this before.
In a way.
Whether it is him or Yunhu, there is no need to go through this at all.
He used to think so too.
Now he probably understands what a person should do in whatever position he is in.
Starting from the bottom is so that he can really take over the company in the future without being looked down upon.
Lin Feng understood very well that with his grandfather gone, the Lin family had no big tree.
Some people have already started to change.
Father's health is not good, these things should be done by him.
Lin Feng stretched out his hand and pulled his tie, and sat with his immediate boss in an outdoor steamed stuffed bun shop.
It can be said that there is really only this restaurant nearby that can eat.
After taking a sip of water, he stuffed a bun into his mouth.
Really, he felt that he was a wave with strong adaptability.
On the contrary, the person sitting opposite him was very clean, basically didn't move anything, just took a bite occasionally, and was reading the information the whole time.
Lin Feng thought to himself, he must become this kind of person in the future, he looks really mature.
"Tell me how you feel today."
When asked suddenly, Lin Feng didn't have stage fright, and said something clearly.
"Yes, the internship period has passed, and I will continue to report tomorrow."
When hearing this sentence, Lin Feng was really happy.
When I looked up, I saw a missed call on the screen.
Did not go back.
He came here just to keep himself busy and stop thinking about some things.
Some things are also bound to fade.
Lin Feng knew in his heart that after that night, everything was different.
The boy seemed to like Huzi very much.
He also said that he began to try to accept it.
That's enough.
Let yourself be busy, and send that person abroad as if nothing had happened. This is what he should do most as a friend...
That night.
Detached apartment.
The slender figure stood by the French window, with a cup of hot coffee in his hand, turned sideways, and typed something on the computer.
You Sixin had just finished dealing with the matter, and when he walked in, he saw this scene, and the evil spirit floated on the corner of his mouth: "What exactly are you trying to do this time?"
Hoshino looked back, took a sip of coffee, and smiled slowly: "It's not convenient to disclose the big ticket, but it's your side, not wanting some information, Z just passed it over."
You Sixin raised his eyebrows, looked at the USB flash drive on the table, and tapped it lightly twice: "How many times have I poached you to be my assistant, but you are not willing to do anything for this person?" .”
"You're doing business in the underworld." Hoshino put down the coffee cup, full of aura: "I'm not interested."
At this time, even if Yu Sixin was angry, he would not say anything more, took the USB flash drive and left.
But it still made the people around him notice his cold eyes.
As soon as Hoshino looked at the angry back of the man, he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and then looked at the screen.
Concern faintly appeared in his eyes, Z will return to the fifth way tomorrow, logically speaking, he should be relieved.
But what z has to do is really hard to make people feel at ease.
Kidnapped Qin Mo.
How the hell did she figure it out
When Hoshino shook his head, he remembered the scene when he first met Bo Jiu.
At that time, he was sitting in the corner of the ward.
A child who was younger than him, about ten years old, walked up to him, looked at him seriously, and said only one sentence: "My mother is gone, so we can't just sit, we have to go out and catch him." murderer."
At that time, Hoshino thought that Z didn't have anything he wanted.
Although they don't see each other very often, every time they see each other, he only feels two words from her, loneliness.
Not much really interested her.
Except, Qin Mo.
Hoshino paused with one finger, and took another sip of coffee, swallowing it as if mixed with some emotion.
Hope everything goes well for her when she returns to Fifth Avenue.
The next day, Jiangcheng International Airport...