The national school idol is a girl

My head started to feel a little dizzy, and even my breath felt hot.

I don’t know if it’s because the psychological suggestion has been lifted.

There was once in a book, once written.

Everything felt like it disappeared when he kissed my neck.

Only the wonderful comfort makes people indulge in it.

You can smell his scent, and it's so sweet that it makes you sink even more.

You will never forget the scenery you saw then.

Like a meteor falling, her whole body longed for him to go further.

Bo Jiu stretched out his arms and hugged Qin Mo, his slender white neck stretched out like a pure girl offering sacrifices to the devil.

Qin Mo's eyes dimmed and his thin lips came closer. Just when he was about to take a step forward, he found that this guy's face was a little abnormally red.

The temperature on his body was higher than his.

And why are there injuries on her hands?

It looked like it had been scratched by a wire, with blood stains on it. Could it have been done when she got out of the car to look for oil?

This guy is indeed a fool.

We've all come to this point.

This guy actually drove all the way.

Qin Mo couldn't describe what he felt at this moment.

The pupils shrank slightly.

There seemed to be something slowly overflowing from the chest.

A little boring but not completely boring.

But it was very hot, as if it was passing through her body, especially since her breath was so close to him, including the heartbeat that couldn't lie.

The combination of these things made it difficult for him to proceed.

After all, he didn't believe a word this guy said.

For example, what kind of financial sponsor?

Qin Mo's fingers passed over Bo Jiu's face and his voice was low: "Get up."

"Huh?" Bo Jiutou was still a little heavy, and he couldn't tell what he was talking about for a moment. And was he angry?

Why is there a smile on the corner of the mouth, but there is no warmth in the eyes.

They are all so beautiful that you can't take your eyes away.

When Qin Mo saw this scene, his eyes darkened slightly and his fingers paused.

As if he was enduring something.

A swish sound.

He took out the bath towel and wrapped it around her whole body.

But the man was still smiling: "Brother Mo, what's wrong?"

Qin Mo turned his head and pinched someone's chin: "You have a fever, you don't know?"

Bo Jiudun looked a little dazed, and he really didn't notice that his body temperature was high. He muttered to himself: "No wonder I felt a little dizzy from just now."

Qin Mo listened to her words, and for some reason, he suddenly couldn't maintain his current face. He originally planned to use this look to keep close to her, so as to achieve his goal.

But... Qin Mo carried the person and threw him directly onto the wooden bed. Then he leaned over, his handsome face pressed very close, and there was no trace of emotion in his extremely dark eyes: "You Is he a fool?"

I need to go to bed early today and update another chapter, Ann.