The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 541 Send sugar, send sugar...

"I'm not a philosopher, nor Z. I don't know what she will do when she gets to that point." Qin Mo glanced at the young man, "Okay, people in the rebellious period of youth are not suitable to talk about this kind of topic, come here."

Bo Jiu once again felt that as a student, she was despised by the great god, and even the topics were divided into ages?

Also, when will the topic of her rebellious youth end?

Bo Jiu didn't move.

To be honest, she really wanted to know why the great god had been "pursuing her so hard"?Think she's a bad guy too?
Seeing that the young man didn't come over, Qin Mo frowned, and then he lifted the young man's chin with his fingers.

"What?" Bo Jiu took a step back.

Qin Mo directly pulled the man back: "Stay, don't move."

Only then did Bo Jiu see clearly what the Great Master was holding in his hand, a light-colored lip balm.

"No, Brother Mo, do you still have this kind of thing?"

She thought that someone as straight as a god would not be like some curvy men who not only keep their skin moisturized, but also keep their thin lips moisturized, so there are no fewer skin care products than girls, and they are very particular about brands.

"I really didn't expect, brother Mo, that you are like this."

Qin Mo raised his brows, and said in a casual tone, "Stop your messy thoughts, this lip balm belongs to your number one fan, Ms. An."

"The Queen's?" Bo Jiu tilted his head, very manly refusing: "No, it's too effeminate."

Qin Mo squeezed someone's chin again: "I have no color, now I feel feminine, and I usually let you exercise, why don't you feel feminine?"

"I also have abs." Bo Jiu gestured to lift his clothes.

Only this time, I didn't expect that the Great God didn't stop her hooliganism.

Instead, he stood there with a half-smile, as if letting her off.

Bo Jiu couldn't really lift his clothes, so he just gave up, raised his face, and said in a cool voice: "Wipe less, wipe more, and let that female police officer recognize me, then I will lose face."

"Children in the rebellious period of youth are usually very concerned about their own face." Qin Mo lowered his eyes slightly, and his fingers touched the beautifully shaped thin lips in front of him.

Bo Jiu once again felt the itch when the cool fingertips brushed his lips, which was not obvious, a bit like a feather hitting it.

As soon as you open your eyes, you can see the pleasing face of the great god, the straight nose bridge, deep eyes, and handsome facial features. I have to say, it is very charming.

"Brother Mo, do you have foreign blood?"

Qin Mo hummed lightly: "My grandfather is a foreigner living in the United Kingdom."

"No wonder." Mixed-race people are generally handsome.

Qin Mo lowered his back a little more: "Raise your chin and open your mouth."

The two were very close.

It's because it's too close.

That's why I feel that this posture seems a bit too ambiguous.

In addition, when the familiar and pleasant smell of tobacco hits the lips.

Bo Jiu finally couldn't help but said: "Brother Mo, I can actually apply lip balm, and the color can be a little lighter if I apply it myself."

Qin Mo completely ignored the young man's opinion, and began to swipe outward from the center of his lips: "Don't worry about the color, let alone think about the police, I'm here, and I won't let anyone arrest you casually."

Bo Jiu wanted to say that it's not that problem now, but that the Great God didn't think they were too close?
This pose is a bit like kissing...

(End of this chapter)