The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 579
Bo Jiu pulled back the sweater that blocked his sight, but didn't say much.

After all, it is safer to switch back to men's clothing than women's clothing.

Don't worry too much about having a bandage on your chest.

It's just that if you want to sleep with the Great God again, you have to think about adding an extra layer of protection.

So Bo Jiu didn't take off his vest inside.

But for her, the Great God's clothes are too big.

Especially for sweaters, the sleeves should be rolled up three layers.

Holding the wine glass, Qin Mo turned his head and saw the boy's appearance, still pulling up his trousers, his face under the short silver hair looked a little depressed, like a child stealing an adult's clothes.Leaning to the side leisurely.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes, seeing that the Great God didn't intend to help at all, his thin lips twitched: "This dress is too big, it doesn't suit me."

"Now you know you're short?" Qin Mo took a sip of his wine and said in a slow voice, "The ceiling student."

Bo Jiu slipped and almost fell down. Can the Great God change his bad tongue, which is nicknamed randomly.

Qin Mo glanced down at his lit phone screen: "Do you have the answer to the thing I asked you to think about?"

"That matter?" Bo Jiu tugged on his long sleeves: "Which one?"

Seeing this situation, Qin Mo put down his wine glass, walked over, pulled the boy's arm, rolled up his cuffs, and said with a handsome and indifferent profile, "Break up."

One word at a time, the tone is calm.

It was only then that Bo Jiu remembered that such a thing really happened.

However, she couldn't agree too readily, or she would reveal her flaws.

I had to lower my head and didn't speak.

Qin Mo stopped his movements with a half-smile: "What? Can't bear it?"

"This is my first love in name." What Bo Jiu said was true: "Brother Mo, don't watch me confess so many times, this is the only one that succeeded."

Qin Mo said with force in his hand: "You also know that you confess a lot."

Bo Jiu paused, why didn't she open which pot and carry which pot? This is really not something to be proud of.

"Anyway, for the first time, give me some time."

That answer should always be right.

Qin Mo paused his gaze, and then his voice rang out in a deep voice: "One day."

"What?" Bo Jiu raised his eyes.

Qin Mo continued to roll up the other cuff for the young man, his profile showed no emotion: "I only give you one day, listen carefully, this is the limit."

Bo Jiu didn't speak immediately.

But Qin Mo didn't know how many times he experienced this feeling today.

That fear of hearing rejection.

Worry?

When will he have such inexplicable emotions.

Not without guilt.

Use this handle to make the teenager break up.

Just can't bear the fact that this guy belongs to a girl.

Since it's not that important yet.

Then remove it completely.

Don't give anything a chance to germinate.

This time he has learned his lesson.

From now on, the boy will only have him by his side.

"Okay." Bo Jiu tried his best to make himself feel a little low, and even his voice became hoarse: "I will try my best to make myself forget."

Qin Mo looked at the lowered head, which was fluffy with silver dimples.

Got the answer I wanted.

But not so happy.

Because Qin Mo found that, if possible, he couldn't let the boy feel lost like this.

Especially the youth's loss was not because of him, but because of a girl.

(End of this chapter)