The national school idol is a girl

After Bo Jiu hung up Lin Feng's phone, he jumped directly into a taxi: "Master, the Baiye Bar near A University."

At this point, the road was already congested.

The car didn't go very fast.

She didn't understand why the great god would make such a call to Lin Feng, but it was Lin Feng, a silly boy, who asked her to pick up the great god.

When Bo Jiu got out of the car, he was already prepared to be treated coldly by the master.

After coming out of the club, the master went to the bar, which showed that he was really in a bad mood.

When he was little, he was like this too.

When you are unhappy, you refuse to get close to others.

No matter how much she coaxes him, it won't work.

What a troublesome little goblin.

She was thick-skinned back then.

Now it seems that my skin is not that thin.

Bo Jiu raised his hand to look at the time on his watch and walked quickly towards the bar.

She walked around the car parked in front of the door, and sure enough she saw the cold figure standing under the neon lights, looking very dignified.

Bo Jiu prepared himself mentally, basically for being rejected, and took another step forward.

At this time, she clearly saw the appearance of that person.

The battle uniform that the great god was still wearing was half open, revealing the white T-shirt underneath. The pure black short hair and the straight bridge of the nose reflected the most beautiful profile of the face, with clear outlines and clear features.

He held a cigarette between his slender porcelain-white fingers, and his forehead hair fell down due to drinking, reflecting his deep eyes, making him look even more unruly.

The great god just raised his eyes and glanced at her, obviously aware of her presence.

Bo Jiu felt that her heart was beating so loudly that she could hear it. She thought about a lot of things to say, but paused when she saw the person behind the great god.

It was a girl with short hair and a very sweet appearance. She seemed to have been standing there for a while, with a smile on her lips, as if she was talking to the great god.

The word "senior brother" can be vaguely heard.

This is... Bo Jiu stopped. She was not sure how this girl came here to drink with the great god?

No wonder Bo Jiu thought so, because she had never seen anyone so close to a great god.

Although the two people had no actual contact.

But there is an indescribable feeling.

Like they know each other?

Probably based on her understanding of the great god, if she really hates someone, she will definitely tell him to go away.

Did Master come to drink alone, or did he make an appointment with someone?

Bo Jiu wasn't sure whether she should go over or not.

At this time, the girl also raised her eyes, first surprised that she would appear, and then smiled slightly, making the dimples on her lips.

"Brother, that's Z of Spades, he's even more handsome in person than on TV."

Qin Mo said nothing.

Bo Jiu suddenly felt that her appearance was unnecessary, his heart felt like it was falling, and he was about to turn around.

Then I heard that familiar deep voice: "How long do you want me to stand here alone and wait?"

Bo Jiu raised his eyes, not sure if those words were meant for him, and he didn't seem to be happy for her to appear here.

She didn't have time to react until the man put out the cigarette in his hand, threw it into the trash can, opened his battle uniform jacket, and walked toward her.

It was dark before her eyes, and someone covered her with a coat.

Bo Jiugang was about to move.

The voice in my ear rang again, still as cold as ever: "Don't move, I don't want to see you now."

After hearing the words "I don't want to see you", Bo Jiu paused with his fingers, not knowing what to do.

As expected, being hated by a master is a very unpleasant experience.

She is so handsome, even the gods don't want to see her face.

You can't rely on this face to win benefits for yourself in the future.

Since then her face has become a negative point.

Bo Jiu thought for a moment and realized that it was too difficult to keep her still. Just as he was about to take a step forward, he looked at the man from under his clothes and walked in front of her.

Before she could make a move, she felt herself being picked up.

Don't you...don't want to see her? Why...

"Brother Mo..."

No one paid attention to her, but she could feel the familiar scent of that person's mint tobacco lingering on the tip of her nose.

Bo Jiu didn't move anymore. The tip of his nose touched Qin Mo's chest through his coat. He couldn't see anything and was held by Qin Mo all the way.

Her fingers clenched her coat tightly, and her heartbeat seemed to be beating faster.

The main reason is that she doesn't understand what the great god means.

Do you really want to throw her in the trash can?

After all, the great god looked at her with disgust just now, as if he wanted to get rid of her.

Speaking of which, why is it not surprising to the master that it was her who came to pick him up, and not that silly Baitian Lin Feng?

When Bo Jiuzheng was thinking this, she felt that she was being placed on the seat of a car. It should be the Land Rover she was familiar with.

Because of the surrounding environment, even if she couldn't see it, she knew that the surrounding furnishings were familiar to her.

Just when he was about to say something, his chin was lifted up, and after he opened his coat a little, he was kissed slightly.

Bo Jiu's pupils flickered.

Bo Jiu could only lean on his seat and didn't know what was going on around him. Half of his face was covered by his coat.

The Land Rover was parked in the parking space marked by the bar. There were many people coming and going. The way Qin Mo was wearing a white T-shirt and bending over to kiss didn't know how many people stopped here.

A scene like that seems to only appear in comics.

It's just that even if people are curious, they don't know what his kiss looks like.

How did you come up with this way of kissing?

The figure can be vaguely seen, but the face cannot be seen.

But just looking at their figures, they felt that these two people must be good-looking, especially Qin Mo's long legs and waist, which gave off an innate aura.

Even when she kisses people, she kisses them very domineeringly.

Whistle, whistle, toss.

Qin Mo looked as if there was no one around.

Bo Jiu didn't know what was going on around her. The sounds seemed to have been weakened. No matter how loud they were, they became the background in her ears.

It seems that there is such a person in this world.

When he kisses you, all you can hear is your own heartbeat.

Everyone saw the kiss.

Not to mention that Fan Jia, who was standing not far away, saw this scene in his eyes. His fingers clenched tighter and tighter. When it reached a certain level, his eyes overflowed with strong poisonous intent.

She really didn't expect that after planning for so long, she finally seized the opportunity to drink alone with that person, and it was just gone.

And why, after that Spade Z saved Hoshinoichi, Qin Mo was still like this.

The news she had received before was that the two people had clearly started a cold war.

She always thought it was just because of the novelty.

The stimulation brought to him by the fresh boy.

Because he probably has never met this type of person in the e-sports arena.

The first kill king in Area C, this title is hard not to care about.

She had seen the young master of the Fu family play games, so no wonder it aroused his interest.

Fanjia always knew that besides Z, that person was most interested in e-sports.

She had played games before to get close to him, but the results were not good.

This young master of the Fu family only occupied that position because he appeared during his most vacant period.

It was such good luck that Fan Jia stood there and looked deeply into her eyes, letting her watch him kiss someone like this. She just wanted to kill the person he kissed.

It seems that the strength is still not enough.

Fan Jia's eyes darkened a little more, but there was no hint of emotion.

It's time to find an alliance.

Fu Zhongyi is the best candidate...

Fan Jia silently disappeared into the night amid that jealous whistle.

She believed that only by lying dormant would one day be able to completely get that person.

Just let the young master of the Fu family possess him for a few days, and she would always get him back.

Because she knew better than anyone what could arouse his interest...

Inside the Land Rover.

Bo Jiu sat there, looking at those beautiful eyes like stars.

But she didn't know where she had offended the great god again.

The coat was covered again, and the whole person was covered there.

Through the clothes, the lips of the great god were touching me. The sandalwood scent clung to my bones, and his voice was still very cold: "Who allowed you to come out on your own?"

That means not showing her face.

Bo Jiu wanted to raise his eyes, but his head was already pressed into his arms, and then he heard the great god calling.

"Come and drive."

So there was a driver?

Then let Lin Feng pick him up?

It seems that the master really drank a little too much.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. It felt like a great god was looking at him, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, Qin Mo thought very simply. Once he saw that guy's face, he would lose his principles in everything he did.

So I didn't want to see it, but because I had that person in my arms again, many feelings changed.

The weight pressing against the chest disappeared without a trace.

Because even if he didn't see it, he could still imagine the guy's depressed appearance.

Just leave her alone.

It seemed that he was seeing some of her thoughts.

That kind of instinctive protection made Qin Mo's eyes darken a little more when he thought about it.

After all, this guy is most obedient only when he is depressed.

I couldn't see these Bo Jiu. It was really depressing. I couldn't see anything. I listened to the sound of a car. After thinking about it for a while, I asked the person next to me: "Brother Mo, when can I show my face?" "

No one answered her question. It seemed that the master was still angry. The surroundings were as cold as they were...