Jia She has a red envelope group [Red Mansion]

"Young Master Qin, what a coincidence." Jia She managed to smile as if crying, "It's inconvenient for me, why not..."

Jia She never expected that Qin Mo could follow him to Bailiju, so he thought of reasons to send Qin Mo away.

"Mr. Qin interrupted Mr. Jia's painting." Qin Mo said, holding Niu Ziru's painting album in his hand.

As soon as the picture book was mentioned, Jia She's face changed. This Qin Mo is so good at which pot he can't open and which pot to lift.

Jia She laughed dryly, "Young Master Qin, what are you talking about?"

Jia Amnesty acted like I didn't understand anything, and tried to get away with it, but unfortunately this road didn't work in front of Qin Mo.

"I don't think Mr. Jia still has such a hobby." Qin Mo continued, and he kept looking at Jia She when he said this.

Qin Mo flipped through the picture album and glanced at Jia She again.

I don't know if it's because of Jia She's heart, but he always felt that Qin Mo looked at him differently than usual.

Jia Amnesty was really uncomfortable being watched by Qin Mo, like sitting on pins and needles.

"No, I have to explain to him, otherwise he thinks I'm a pervert." Jia She suddenly changed his mind and stopped avoiding Qin Mo. Anyway, he didn't draw this painting in the first place, so what is he afraid of?

The body is not afraid of the shadow crooked!

"My room is inconvenient. If Mr. Qin has something to do, it's better to find a place." Jia Amnesty said to Qin Mo.

Telling the lie to the end, Jia She saved the last bit of face for himself, as if there was really someone in his room.

Hearing that Jia She's room was inconvenient, Qin Mo subconsciously took a look inside and thought, "Is there someone?"

For some unknown reason, Qin Mo suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Originally, he chased Jia She here to tease Jia She, so he really wanted to have a good talk with Jia She.

Watching Qin Mo look into the room, Jia Amnesty blocked it on purpose, the play really pays attention to details.

Jia Amnesty came out of the house and covered the door.

"It's fine to change places." Qin Mo replied, at this time Qin Mo's face was obviously not as good-looking as when he came here just now.

Jia She, a fool, hasn't noticed yet.

"It's better to go..." Jia She wanted to go to a place with many people, so Qin Mo would not dare to do anything to him, so where should he go?Jia Amnesty was still thinking.

"Go to my room." Qin Mo interrupted Jia She, Qin Mo's room in Bailiju was diagonally across from Jia She, very close.

"You, your room?" Before Jia Amnesty could respond to what Qin Mo said, he was pulled into the room diagonally opposite. Qin Mo's pull on Jia Amnesty was obviously stronger. For some reason, Qin Mo felt inexplicable. Annoyed, he even took a look at Jia She's room before entering the door.

Once inside, Qin Mo locked the door behind him.

There were only Qin Mo and Jia She in the room.

"Young Master Qin, you also rented a room in Bailiju." Jia Amnesty looked at the room that was exactly the same as his own, and suddenly felt as if he had sent it to his door. He might as well go back to Jia's mansion...

Jia Amnesty repented, he didn't want to talk to Qin Mo anymore, he wanted to leave, but unfortunately there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Qin Mo threw the painting to Jia She, "I don't know when Mr. Jia painted this portrait."

Jia Shen took the picture album, and it happened that the picture book turned to Qin Mo's most revealing and blunt picture. Jia Shen felt his scalp start to tingle. If he knew that Niu Ziru had drawn this picture, Jia Shen would not fight Qin Mo even if he was beaten to death. Walk.

How explicit?

Anyway, I saw both what should be exposed and what should not be exposed.

I'm hasty and hasty, Niu Ziru, you pervert! ! !

This Qin Mo had to skin himself alive! ! !

"Qin Mo, listen to my explanation. I didn't draw this painting." Jia Amnesty didn't call him Mr. Qin any more, and called him by his name directly.

Jia She looked as if I had been wronged, "This was painted by Niu Ziru, it was really drawn by him."

He absolutely cannot carry this blame.

If Jia Amnesty hadn't been convincing before, unfortunately it seems a bit late to say it now.

Qin Mo looked at Jia She.

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Jia Amnesty's anxious face was coaxed, and he carefully flipped through the picture album, hoping to find Niu Ziru's name from it.

After tossing and turning, no clues were found.

Tell me, you are a great future painter, why don't you write your name in the album!What about love!

"Qin Mo, think about it, if this is my album, can I still draw myself?" Jia She turned to his own.

Because Niu Ziru was dissatisfied with the portrait of Jia She painted by the painter, there was only one picture of Jia She in the album, which was quite normal.

Qin Mo glanced at it, and then at Jia She, "It's not like." Qin Mo said these two words.

Why is it not like it? It’s nothing more than my own portrait was drawn by someone else...

Jia She understood Qin Mo's words immediately.

He really wants to cry but has no tears. Did this Niu Ziru deliberately dig a hole for himself? Why is he not like himself...

Jia Amnesty did not speak, and silently looked for clues to prove himself in the album.

He carefully looked at Qin Mo in the album, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Then yours doesn't look like that either." Jia She said immediately, "If it was really me who drew it, I definitely wouldn't draw it like this."

Jia Amnesty took the photo album and walked to Qin Mo's side, and sat down next to Qin Mo.

"Look, do you have a birthmark on your ankle? There isn't one in this painting." At this time, Jia She was looking extremely serious. If he hadn't shown Qin Mo the naked body of Qin Mo himself, the picture would have looked serious. Exchange knowledge.

"Also, how can your second child be so small? It's too small." Jia She continued.

He has seen and measured Qin Mo's size with his own eyes, so the painting is wrong at first glance.

"The abdominal muscles are not right either, obviously small."

"Also, this chest hair painting is not realistic."

"By the way, I remember you should have a mole here."

The more Jia She looked at it, the more he realized that the painting was full of holes, and it was obvious that it wasn't Qin Mo.

#not serious#

#not serious#

"Master Jia remembers very carefully." Qin Mo's voice became hoarse.

"I've watched it a few times, but...uh..." Jia She paused, what did he just say...

"I really didn't draw this painting." Jia Amnesty changed the subject again.

"Mr. Qin is so clear about righteousness, he will definitely believe me." Jia Amnesty smiled awkwardly.

Qin Mo held down the album and pushed Jia She against the bedpost.

"Painting, Mr. Jia, have you read it?" Qin Mo asked.

The two were too close, Qin Mo's breath sprayed on Jia She's face, hot...

Jia She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, is this asking Qin Mo to poke the rhythm of his own eyes?

"Hehe, didn't you watch it with Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin is really forgetful." Jia Amnesty laughed.

"Qin has always done things fairly. Since you have read mine, Qin will naturally look back." Qin Mo said to Jia She.

"Look, look back?" Jia Amnesty repeated, what are the meanings of these words.

When he said this, Qin Mo grabbed Jia She's wrists.

After all, he was an old driver, and Jia She understood the meaning of looking back when he looked at Qin Mo's eyes.

"Haven't I seen it many times? I haven't changed much recently." Jia She replied, we have seen each other so many times, what else does Qin Mo want to see...

"I want to look at paintings, not people." Qin Mo said.

"Then I'll draw for you when I get back." Jia She immediately responded, no matter what he promised, he sent Qin Mo away first.

While speaking, Qin Mo unbuttoned Jia She's shirt, "Qin must make sure and pay attention to the details."

"I'm sorry, you're playing a hooligan!!" Jia She snarled in his heart.

A smirk appeared on the corner of Qin Mo's mouth. For some reason, seeing Jia She's frowning, Qin Mo felt extremely comfortable.

"Isn't there someone in the room, let that person wait slowly." Qin Mo thought to himself.

The top was taken off, and next was Jia She's trousers.

"This kid is coming again!" Seeing the smile on the corner of Qin Mo's mouth, Jia She suddenly understood his evil intentions.

Jia Kitten was suddenly irritated.

#Come on who is afraid of whom#

When facing Qin Mo, Jia She would always be impulsive, and then do something that he "regrets".

Jia Amnesty stopped resisting, which made Qin Mo stunned.

"Just right, I didn't see some things clearly, let's learn from each other." Jia She said.

#On playboys I am your grandfather#

Taking advantage of Qin Mo's stupefied effort, Jia Amnesty undressed himself, anyway, it wasn't the first time, he said he wasn't shy at all.

After taking off his own, Jia She started to take off Qin Mo's, "Don't you want to see, then let's see each other! Anyway, I won't suffer."

Jia Amnesty still doesn't know how special he is to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo was born with no pain, no pain at all, so naturally he didn't feel much about it, except for Jia She.

Jia She is the only one who can provoke Qin Mo.

Therefore, Jia Amnesty's actions are really playing with fire.

Being drunk is different from being sober, and this is still in Bailiju, the place where I study.

Next door can still hear the sound of scholars reading.

This was delivered by Jia Amnesty himself. If Qin Mo could hold back, he would not be a man.

Without Jia Amnesty's hands, Qin Mo pulled the clothes off by himself.

Jia Amnesty only thought that Qin Mo was biting the bullet and doing it with himself, not thinking that someone really couldn't suppress it.

"Come on, Mr. Qin, be careful..." Jia Amnesty originally wanted to tell Qin Mo to take a closer look, but he didn't want to be thrown on the bed before he could say the words.

The kiss fell like a storm, and now Jia She was stunned...

"What's the situation? The plot isn't right. Could it be that this is trying to challenge me again?" Jia Amnesty thought to himself.

#Who is afraid of whom#

#Look who is the old driver#

Qin Mo gnawed, Jia Amnesty was not idle, and he also fought back.

The two cooperated very well for a while.

Originally, he wanted to test and stimulate the other party, but in the end, Jia Amnesty actually sank into it.

The bed began to creak, like Jia She's fragile nerves.

"Master, Wuming is back. The roast chicken and duck are still hot. Are you there, son?"

Wuming began to knock on the door, and after knocking for a long time, seeing that Jia She didn't respond, he thought to himself, "Is the young master asleep?"

So Wuming began to yell, the roast chicken and roast duck are cold but not tasty.

If Jia Amnesty wasn't around, Wuming planned to take the roast chicken and duck and leave, anyway, he couldn't take advantage of the pig and dog.

Hearing the nameless voice, Jia Amnesty's scattered consciousness suddenly gathered up.

He himself was taken aback because he felt someone's heat.

"Wu Ming, I..." Jia She subconsciously wanted to answer Wu Ming's words, not wanting to...