Under the pressure
When Bo Jiu heard these four words, he raised the corner of his lower lip evilly: "Brother Mo, you must have misunderstood something, even if I am crooked, I can't be the one below."
Qin Mo didn't speak, but turned his face sideways, glanced at the young man indifferently,
Strangely enough, Bo Jiu saw doubts from there.
The timing is wrong.
In the future, I have to find an opportunity, Master Bidong, let him see how aggressive he is.
If she's on the bed, it's better for her not to cause trouble again, the joke is too much, and the master will tear her pajamas when he does it again, then the loss outweighs the gain.
So even if Bo Jiu untied his tied wrists, none of them turned over and pressed Qin Mo under him. Thinking about it, it is possible, but in practice, the consequences are a bit serious...
Thinking of this, unconsciously, sleepiness came.
In fact, it was already very late, and the hands of the watch pointed to the twelve o'clock position.
The two played badminton during the day, studied physics at night, and took the first kill.
It's all mentally and physically exhausting.
And Bo Jiu assembled a notebook the day before, and now that the surroundings are quiet, she also closed her eyes...
Qin Mo originally thought that the boy would say something more, but after waiting for a while, he realized that he had fallen asleep.
The long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyes, and the quiet handsome face made the young man look so harmless, as if he was an angel who had fallen into the world.
After staring at that face for a minute, Qin Mo covered the quilt and closed his eyes.
After autumn, the temperature in the north can really drop to sixty-seven degrees a day, especially when the north wind comes at night and the raindrops hit the windows drop by drop, it is even more freezing.
Both Qin Mo and Bo Jiu forgot to turn on the warm air, and this cold current came too suddenly, so Bo Jiu, who was afraid of the cold unconsciously, leaned against the place where the heat radiated...
The next day, the light of the morning sun shone through the swaying curtains in spots.
Don't think that the weather will get warmer at this time. Sometimes the early morning in late autumn is colder than the late night.
Bo Jiu moved his hand, getting closer to the heating body.
Who is this kind, arranged such a big warm water bag for her on the bed, it's really warm...
Bo Jiu couldn't help embracing the warmth, and rubbed his face against it.
But the moment she opened her eyes, all her thoughts were clear.
What she was holding was not a warm water bag, but... God!
Qin Mo seemed to wake up just a little earlier than her. The light hit his noble and handsome face, and it became ambiguous. Compared with his appearance, his eyes were more beautiful, like black She is like a jewel, and is very charming against the messy black hair.
At this time, Qin Mo was looking at her, his eyes were very deep, as if he could suck people in if he was not careful.
The two were very close, her lips were pressed against his chest, and her legs were put together for some reason, in a very intimate posture.
It was as if her whole body was nestled into his arms, even the most sensitive parts were leaning against each other, separated only by a thin layer of pajama pants.
The aura that belonged to him surrounded her in all directions.
Even when Bo Jiu wanted to step back, he could smell the unique smell of mint on the man's body...