The national school idol is a girl

Hearing this, Bo Jiu didn't react yet.

Feng Yi on the other end of the phone started to twitch after hearing that voice, bastard! I was fed a big mouthful of dog food early in the morning!

This world... Feng Yi didn't want to say anything more and hung up the phone decisively.

Bo Jiu listened to the busy sound, turned his eyes and said, "Brother Mo, you seem to have scared people."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, scanned the screen, and just took the phone over.

The person in his arms threw him forcefully into the quilt.

Qin Mo paused with his fingers and looked at the silver-haired boy with bright eyes and a smile on his face.

The furry head and two tufts of hair were arched there, like two ears. The more it looked, the more it looked like a cat he raised. He just pressed a tail behind it and it could still wag it back and forth.

However, after a night's sleep, this guy became bolder.

"What are you doing?" Qin Mo let the young man press his chest, his noble and handsome profile showing no change at all.

Bo Jiu didn't want to do anything. He just looked at the great god who had just woken up. He just wanted to throw him down. His childhood habits were quite harmful, so he didn't hold back for a moment.

"If it were any other day, I could be at your mercy. Obviously not today." Qin Mo took someone's hand away from him and said in a very calm tone, as if he was talking to a princess: "Go and wash up. , don’t be so fierce early in the morning.”

Bo Jiu:...Ferocious? she?

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he stood up, put on his trousers, and walked toward the door: "I'll get the clothes."

Bo Jiu wore a quilt, crossed her legs, and sat on the bed. She looked at the great god, looking like she was not interested in her, and pursed her lips with a little stubbornness.

The princess walked back and forth in front of her proudly, looking like "you have finally been abandoned by your master."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows and tugged on the princess's tail. Even if she couldn't handle a master, she could still handle a cat.

When Qin Mo took the battle uniform from Aunt Zhang's hand, the scene just now still remained in his mind.

Inexplicably, he always felt that the scene was very familiar.

Qin Mo didn't know if it was because he liked a certain guy so much that he always thought about her when she was a child.

Aunt Zhang made a Chinese breakfast that both of them liked as usual, which was very nutritious.

Qin Mo didn't eat much, most of it went into Bo Jiu's stomach.

Before leaving, Qin Mo pulled Bo Jiu over, stretched out his hand to lift up her collar, and covered her neck.

Only then did Bo Jiu notice the hickeys and her ears felt a little hot. However, she also noticed that every time the master arranged her clothes, his profile would always be gentle.

It seems like it has been like this since childhood.

"Why have you always been like this since you were beaten since childhood?" Qin Mo turned his eyes sideways, looking at the young man's face close at hand, and frowned slightly.

Bo Jiu never thought that he would accidentally murmur what he wanted to say. He turned his head and said, "Are you trying to say that Brother Mo has always been so good at dressing people since he was a child?"

"No one has worn it." Qin Mo took his hand back and looked at the boy with his trouser pockets inserted.

Bo Jiu didn't say anything, thinking to herself, where did the little canine pet that liked to dress her in clothes come from when she was a child?

Of course, she would not tell the great god these words.

Qin Mo said suddenly at this moment: "Speaking of growing up, did we meet when we were young?"

One update, there are still three updates left, I will continue to make up for it tomorrow, Ann (I can’t do it anymore, I’m really sleepy these two days)