The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu was also puzzled to understand how great it was that the great god could just be there quietly treating him as his handsome man, but he had to talk, and it was really unattractive to talk.

As soon as this idea came to an end, his face was held up by that person, and he said in a very casual tone, "Do you want to kiss?"

"Huh?" Kiss? No, even though the face looked very aristocratic and ascetic when she looked up close, she resisted the beauty trap and turned her face away.

Helpless, can't escape.

He looked at her for a while, then suddenly curved the corners of his mouth, lowered his head, put his deep eyes on her lips, and then moved closer.

The meaning is obvious.

Bo Jiu's cheeks were a little hot because of the breath, so she simply followed that posture and placed her lips on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't move, as if he was letting her kiss him, half-smiling.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. When he saw her breathing on his shoulder, he let go of his hand and distanced himself from her.

Bo Jiu thought that was the end and was about to speak.

The next second, he pressed her against the tree, tilted his head slightly, and kissed her thoroughly.

This time, it was so overbearing that it was impossible to resist.

He stopped slowly, and finally waited until her breathing stabilized, then moved closer and looked at the person in front of him. His thin lips were slightly red, and his eyes were watery, and he was almost uncontrollable.

"Fool."

After hearing these two words, Bo Jiu was still wondering why she was such a fool. The master always scolded her for no reason, and she acted like this when she was arrogant.

"Why are you so beautiful? Just looking at her makes you want to kiss her." His fingers touched her face again, and their breaths were still together.

After being kissed again, Bo Jiu truly felt that the great master she had caught was so sweet and knew how to praise her.

He simply stretched out his hand and hugged the person, with an evil look on his face. .

Qin Mo did not refuse. After opening his military uniform jacket, he wrapped the man in his arms and placed his handsome chin on the young man's head. He probably gave the most patience and gentleness to one person in his life, so even his back looked gentle. Other times it's different.

It's quiet all around because it's in the woods.

Bo Jiu could clearly hear the beating heart in his chest.

The heartbeat was the same as hers, very fast.

Gradually, Bo Jiu's strength weakened, and neither of them spoke.

That feeling after really falling in love.

It's probably like the sweetness of lemon is even in the air.

Excitement, uneasiness, and the faint restlessness buried in my heart...