The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1059 The first thousand 320 five God Qin is distressed

When seeing this scene.

Qin Mo's throat twitched, and the pulling of a certain part of his heart reminded him of the emptiness when he stretched out his hand but couldn't catch anything.

The headache felt like it was about to burst.

There is a voice telling myself.

His most important person is gone.

deep in memory.

A small figure was lying on his body, poking his forehead with his hands, and asked him tirelessly: "Momo, do you want to drink water? I can't cook but I can pour water. What do you think? How much does it cost to admit that you are mine, and I am rich enough to give it to you.”

"Idiot, shut up." He can ignore anyone, but he can't ignore the person who always likes to play with the small keyboard in front of him. It felt so good, he didn't want this person to leave.

He simply reached out and grabbed that person.

Just by his side, the guy who turned his world upside down from the start, just by his side.

But don't know why.

The guy disappeared and never came back.

Qin Mo gritted his teeth, always feeling that he had some kind of hallucination. After throwing away some things, those deep and dark eyes regained clarity again.

Probably because it hurts too much, I can only divert my attention in this way.

The blood in his mouth made him focus his eyes.

Then he paced and walked towards Bo Jiu, half bent his waist, bent one knee on the floor, and then with both hands, he hugged the boy horizontally.

After the magicians arrived, this was what they saw.

This group of people knew Qin Mo best.

The boss they knew had never been so gentle.

No, maybe not just tenderness.

The kind of person who was afraid of breaking his arms, turned his head cautiously, and dropped a light kiss on the other's head.

He never knelt down and was full of pride.

At this time, it is the most defenseless posture.

The people on the boat also saw the kiss.

No one spoke, and mixed feelings surged in everyone's heart.

Qin Mo stood up holding Bo Jiu, turned around, slightly bent his waist: "Thank you."

Thank you for two words.

Thank you for something.

Everyone present understood.

Thanks for pulling her up.

Thanks for the first aid.

Thanks for putting the mask on for her.

The girl standing next to her covered her lips with her hand, and sobbed, "We should thank her."

this sentence.

The boy couldn't hear it.

However, his fingers seemed to have a sense, moved a little, and tightly grabbed the corner of Qin Mo's clothes.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes, looked at the bleeding right hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm late, good boy, I'll take you home now."

When the rest of the people heard this sentence, they felt extremely uncomfortable.

Because everyone knows.

In order for the young master to come here as soon as possible, that hand was about to be abolished.

Fortunately, this boy is fortunately...

The fire spreads.

Rescue continues.

Each of the twenty or so people was brought ashore.

The little boy looked at the back of the hugging person who was about to leave, and ran over with a thud, calling Qin Mo: "Big brother, this is for the little brother, when he wakes up and screams for pain, you You can give him this to eat!"

Qin Mo looked back and saw that the little boy was holding a lollipop in his hand. Afraid that he would not see it, he raised the candy directly above his head. His big black and white eyes were full of sincerity.

　Fifth update, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)