The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1030 Chapter [-]

As long as Qin Mo stood there, he was so noble and handsome that people couldn't take his eyes off him, and he was full of coldness and immortality.

Not to mention, when he leaned over, his eyes were deep and his mouth was smiling.

The collar of the shirt was slightly crooked, standing loosely there, looking extremely casual.

I have been a college grassroots for three years, and so far there is no one who can surpass that school grassroots. The Great God really has an extraordinary bewitchment.

At this time, he had an inexplicably wild look on his face, stretched out his hand and pinched Bo Jiu's chin, and said with a half smile: "What bad things are you thinking about again? Huh? Don't worry, I won't let you do anything other than hugging pillows. What, I can't touch you with my hands, you should also control yourself, my mother and guests are here, don't be like when the doctor is there, take advantage of my hand injury to touch me, and be honest in other aspects One point, got it? Little rascal..."

At this time, Bo Jiu didn't know what expression to have, the name "little hooligan"...

"Brother Mo, it's you, not me, who is making a move now." Bo Jiu pointed to her chin.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and just let go.

Seeing the young man pull himself down, and then kissed him, he smiled badly: "However, it's very difficult for me not to do it."

Bo Jiu wanted to kiss and left.

But how could Qin Mo be satisfied with this level?

Pulling her wrist over, taking advantage of her breathing gap, he deepened the kiss without the slightest hesitation.

Bo Jiu wants to resist.

But he pushed it back with one hand.

Someone is knocking on the door.

Bo Jiu also heard it, and stood up sideways, still breathing a little.

Qin Mo glanced at the young man's bright red face, and his voice was still a little rough: "If you don't have that intention in the future, don't flirt casually."

"Okay." Bo Jiu responded, but she was a little careless, but her clothes were wrinkled like this, and her lips were red. It's always not good to see An Yinghou like this, so she simply turned her head to look at Qin Mo: " Brother Mo, go and open the door."

Qin Mo tidied up his shirt, and said in a calm tone, "Why, you dare not admit it after molesting me?"

Bo Jiu: ...This is really depressing.

Qin Mo probably likes to see young people like this, so he reached out and pinched her swollen face: "Good."

Is it even good to open a door?

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Bo Jiu: "Tell me."

"Don't go where I can't see." Suddenly, Qin Mo let go of her face, and there was no obvious feeling in his tone.

Bo Jiuyi didn't realize it for a moment: "I'm right here. I need to give medicine to Brother Mo in a while. Where can I go?"

Qin Mo looked at the white and tender young man, and smiled, "That's right, let's change to another one, and you will read the bedtime story tonight."

"That's it?" Bo Jiu didn't believe it would be so simple, after all, the Great God was never simple with her.

Qin Mo asked slowly: "Why? You still want to provide some services."

That look... Bo Jiu was helpless: "I'll pick a book."

"No, I'll pick. You go to the bathroom." Qin Mo was holding his trouser pocket with one hand, and was about to step forward.

Bo Jiu grabbed Qin Mo's sleeve: "Go to the bathroom?"

"Wash up, and hide by the way." Qin Mo looked sideways, and his voice couldn't hear any joy or anger: "Didn't you want people to know our relationship? Anyone can see that you look like this."

When Bo Jiu heard this, she paused, she wasn't sure if the Great God was angry.

Holding the pajamas that the man still gave her, Bo Jiu walked into the bathroom, and could vaguely hear the sound of the Great God opening the door, as well as the smile of Queen An: "What about Jiu."

"I'm taking a shower." Qin Mo said naturally.

An Yinghou asked again: "Do you need to arrange a room for Jiu alone?"

"She sleeps in another room, so it's inconvenient for my hands to hurt at night." Qin Mo's voice sounded like that.

An Yinghou thought about it too, so she didn't say anything more, but looked at her son's face with obvious amusement: "It's really rare, you would just agree with Jiu's acting."

She originally thought her son would be a problem here.

Qin Mo smiled and didn't say anything. He didn't agree with that person's acting. He just wanted to see what that person wanted to do. It took so much trouble.

"Okay, I won't disturb the two of you resting, and I will go to a dance with the director." Since I will finally be filming with Jiu, Queen An is really happy, and told her son some things to pay attention to place, I got into the commercial vehicle.

When Bo Jiu came out of the shower, Queen An Ying had disappeared, which meant that apart from Aunt Zhang, only she and Qin Mo were left in the entire Qin family.

The boy was already very pale, probably when he was eating at night, his face was bitten by a mosquito.

After taking a shower, I couldn't help reaching out to scratch.

From the left side of the cheek to the ear, it was red.

This made Qin Mo frowned, put down his phone, and said in a very calm voice, "Come here."

Bo Jiu was still wiping her hair, and she just walked over with a pure white towel on her head. She looked like a student no doubt.

Count your age.

Someone's sincerity should be the same as your own.

So tender, when a student.

(End of this chapter)