The national school idol is a girl

After hearing Qin Mo's words, the young man's first reaction was to withdraw. If he didn't withdraw, he would definitely continue to be tricked by the master.

Bo Jiu has always been good at skills. He stepped on the chair with his long legs skillfully and used the rebound force to directly jump over the obstacle and rush towards the door. The movement of his hands was beautiful and handsome.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and did not rush to arrest anyone. Instead, he took a sip of water slowly, put the mineral water bottle aside, and looked at the young man's back with interest.

After Bo Jiu's hand touched the doorknob, the corner of his mouth twitched. When did the master lock it? When you first came in?

Look back.

Qin Mo was standing behind her, with his long body erect and his eyebrows slightly raised: "Do you want to come here and take it off yourself, or let me take it off for you."

Such a multiple choice question? No matter what she chooses, she won't take advantage. Bo Jiu smiled and walked back: "Why don't you block it instead, and I can help Brother Mo take it off?"

Qin Mo paused after hearing the words, slowly raised his eyes, looked at the young man who was close at hand, and said calmly and darkly: "It's up to you."

"Then let's get started." Bo Jiu raised her lips. Compared to taking off her clothes, it was more cost-effective to take off the master's clothes.

After all, she was the one taking advantage.

When that man sat there, letting her control him, he felt a sense of dignity and sexiness that surpassed his good figure.

Especially this pose.

Bo Jiu looked at where she was standing, and checked whether she was too impatient, so she rolled up the master's T-shirt and took it off her head.

However, when she saw the man shaking his head and lowering his eyes, the sexy look in his deep eyes became more and more seductive with the slight movement of his black broken hair.

evildoer!

This was Bo Jiu's first reaction.

Bo Jiu is not a nymphomaniac. For a narcissistic person like her, she always thinks she looks the most handsome in the mirror.

But at this moment, I just couldn't help but stare.

"Does it look good?"

When a magnetic and beautiful voice comes over.

"Very much." Bo Jiu said, and nodded, thinking a little seriously, it is actually very profitable to be able to sleep with the master.

Qin Mo smiled, turning all living beings upside down, and his charm was gleaming, like a water lily that had been blooming for thousands of years, with water-like grace flowing under his eyes, the most beautiful face in the world.

That black hair was messy, and when he was sitting next to the computer, he was not only handsome, but his whole person was full of unknown sexiness.

On one side, Bo Jiu was still lamenting God's partiality in creation. On the other side, Qin Mo had already pulled the young man's wrist, and his voice sounded very careless: "Next, it's time to continue."

Bo Jiu already felt that something was wrong.

His eyes glanced around, thinking of a move.

Qin Mo directly stretched out his hand to grab the young man's waist, pulled her a little closer to him, tilted his handsome face, and moved his thin lips to Bo Jiu's ear, his breath infecting her inch by inch: "I wish Accept the loss, and don’t forget that it was you who changed the bet.”

Hearing this, Bo Jiu bit his lower lip, wanting to cut through the mess quickly.

But it was obvious that Qin Mo enjoyed this process and didn't want it to end as soon as possible, so he raised a nice eyebrow to remind him.

This time, no matter how thick-skinned Bo Jiu is, he will inevitably blush.

Qin Mo just looked at the person standing in front of him. The young man's face was flushed, and he was so clean and fair that you could see the tiny fuzz. Just looking at it made people want to do something.

However, Bo Jiucai looked like the overlord who had forced herself to bow. After all, she was in such a posture, with her hands still behind Qin Mo's back, very much like a dandy young master.

So when Feng Yi walked in with a spare room card and was about to report to the market, he saw this scene.

Feng Yi thought he had seen many big scenes.

But no scene shocked him as much as the one before him!

This, what is going on!

He really didn't expect that Xiao Spade would be hard on Qin Shaolai! ? This... this is really enough for him to gossip about for a week! How could Mr. Qin tolerate someone being tough on him? However, based on the previous situation, he thought that the active party would be Mr. Qin. It seemed that... the little spade was still too tough.

Bo Jiu also noticed someone coming in. When he turned around and saw Feng Yi, he wanted to explain.

Unfortunately, she hasn't spoken yet.

The voice next to my ear came again, extremely calm: "Feng Yi, you have disturbed Xiao Spade's plan."

What is her plan?

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes, looked at himself, and then at the great god who was obviously pressed on the chair.

This... is indeed a bit like jumping into the Yellow River and not being able to wash away it.

As expected, Feng Yi glanced in her direction, and that glance clearly said, I didn't expect you to be such a little spade.

Then, drop the sentence: "You continue."

He paced out of the room, his whole back exuding an aura of "I'm going to gossip to Lin Feng and the others."

Suddenly, Bo Jiu felt that this matter was really hard to argue with.

This great god is in a ten thousand year trap, and his routines are so deep.

"The factor that disturbed you has disappeared. Continue." Qin Mo's hand came over and held the young man's back. His eyes were deep and eye-catching: "If you don't continue, I don't guarantee that I will do anything to you. You should Know the consequences."

The palm of his hand touched a piece of hot water, and the tips of Bo Jiu's ears turned red.

It is indeed more interesting to watch masters soak in hot springs than to soak in hot springs yourself.

How should I put it? It feels like I'm getting a big advantage.

Even in the hot spring, Qin Mo's temperament did not change at all.

The sky was already dark, and a circle of floor lamps was installed around the hot spring. At that moment, it seemed that all the lights were shining into Qin Mo's eyes.

He was like an emperor, with his arms casually draped aside, his black hair slightly damp, his back half leaning on the stone wall, the hot spring water almost reaching his chest, and the mist rising behind him, like a dream. magical.

This gave Bo Jiu the illusion that even this hotel belonged to the great god's family.

Bo Jiu held a lollipop in his mouth and was about to stand there admiring it for a while when his cell phone rang.

It was news from Lin Feng.

A series of exclamation marks! It’s enough to see the inner turmoil!

"I heard that you raped the captain? Pinned him down on the chair and wanted to take off the captain's clothes?"

Listen to whoever says it without saying anything.

Except for Feng Da’s agent who just left here, there is no one else.

Bo Jiu knew that sometimes this kind of thing couldn't be explained, and the more he explained, the darker it became. So he simply held the candy in his mouth, lowered his head and pressed a few words: "I'm envious? If you have the ability, you can also go to Qian Yun Shen."

With one sentence, Lin Feng stopped talking.

What does he, a straight man and a strong man, do?

I really thought he would be fooled by such words.

However, what needs to be told must still be told.

"There will be a game tomorrow. Even if you want to knock down the captain again, just be careful." After Lin Feng replied, he shook his head. The little spade is just too small and tends to be young and energetic.

However, he really never thought that the captain would let Little Spade do whatever he wanted.

People who are in love are really crazy.

Bo Jiu read Lin Feng's message and did not reply. He raised his eyes, ready to continue admiring the beauty of the great god in the hot spring.

At this time, the great god spoke: "Give me a cigarette."

Men all like to smoke, it’s perfectly normal.

It's just that when the master smokes, he looks very good. This is probably related to the person's temperament. He holds the cigarette body between his slender fingers and puts it aside, so that the whole person has an extremely lazy smell.

After passing the cigarette, Bo Jiu stood up.

But she still acted too late.

Qin Mo grabbed her wrist with his right hand, pulled her down hard, and pulled her directly into the hot spring.

There was a splash, water splashed out, and the warm water spread onto his face. When he wet his broken hair, the first thing Bo Jiu came into contact with was the man's thin lips, which had a unique coolness and mint tobacco scent.

The cigarette and all that was gone.

Kissing underwater, she needed air, so she could only rely on this method to breathe, it was indescribably intimate.

When he surfaced, Bo Jiu finally took a breath.

Someone was already pressing me against the stone wall next to the hot spring, and that nice, deep voice said: "Don't worry, I won't take off your clothes."

It's true that I didn't take it off.

But this is the case.

Does it make any difference whether you take off your clothes or not?

If there is a mirror at this time.

Bo Jiu's face will definitely get hotter.

That kiss lasted for so long that even the wind couldn't suppress the rising temperature.

Because it is half-closed to a mountain stream, in such a luxurious hotel, you can still hear the chirping of insects at night.

Four in one, An.