Should he tell the doctor? After all, all Mr. Qin’s actions today are a little unreasonable.

After Bo Jiu saw two rice bowls, his eyes did not move away from it.

Qin Mo put down the pen in his hand and glanced at her: "Go and wash your hands."

The soldier listened next to him and the tiger's back was shocked. This... this person shouldn't have anything to do with Mr. Qin, right?

I didn't dare to listen to it anymore. I put down the food, so the soldiers had to take them out.

Bo Jiu felt that he had washed his hands clean enough.

Still can't escape the discipline of the great god: "Hand sanitizer."

Hearing this, he stretched out his hand back, applied hand sanitizer, and washed it a little.

Finally, I can eat.

The steamed buns in the army are all real, big and white, and when you bite it, it is full of wheat fragrance.

When Bo Jiu was eating, he was particularly well-behaved and did not impolite Qin Mo. He sat there and ate a bite of steamed bun, his cheeks bulged.

Qin Mo also sat down and looked at the person in front of him who only knew how to eat steamed buns and didn't even pick up dishes. Subconsciously, the bamboo chopsticks came over.

Bo Jiu opened his mouth and chewed the potato cubes full of meat, completely unceremonious.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, but he did not swear to her anymore.

As Bo Jiu ate, he suddenly remembered something.

Very important.

"Brother Mo, when someone delivers you food in the future, don't take a shower."

It's okay if she saw it.

Others see it? No.

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and looked at the boy in front of him who was still chewing on the big steamed bun. Instead of answering Bo Jiu's words, he asked slowly: "The fire-headed soldier who delivered food at noon, was he slow and his eyes floating on me, and he refused to leave, is it you?"

Bo Jiu's meal was just a meal, and the pit left by this kind of speech was completely burying himself.

"Well, it's me." Bo Jiu raised his eyes and said quite reasonable: "I was also tempted by Brother Mo's figure, so Brother Mo, when others deliver food, really, don't take a shower."

Qin Mo looked at someone's righteous and stern words and his bulging face, and his hands itched again. He reached out to pinch his hands, and said with a thin lips: "Don't you want me to be seen by others?"

"Hmm." Bo Jiu never hides his own possessiveness.

Qin Mo's voice was very light: "It is inevitable in the army."

Bo Jiu thought about it, so he lowered his head and chewed a bite of steamed bun again, but his face was still pinched.

"Don't worry, there are not many people as rogue as you are in the army." Qin Mo let go.

Bo Jiu's face was finally liberated, but this is really not a compliment!

"Clean the food after eating." Qin Mo said, and stood up. There was still a distance, which was unpredictable.

Bo Jiu held the steamed bun in his mouth, his voice a little dull: "Where are you going?"

I would never call her here, just let her stay here by myself, thanks.

"bath."

After throwing these two words down, Qin Mo walked into the bathroom.

If it weren't for someone here, Qin Mo would have finished taking a shower long ago. Taking a shower after each training is something Captain Qin must do.

But when Bo Jiu heard the word "take a bath", his mind was full of energy.

Think about it, it’s good to come to the army and you can also see the beauty.

After finishing the last bite of steamed bun, Bo Jiu was so handsome that she didn't care about the two rice bowls on the table. Anyway, she had finished eating them. After appreciating the master's bathing picture, it would not be too late to wash it.

After all, he is at the level of a major general. There is also a refrigerator in Qin Mo's room. He usually puts water down and can find up to three cans of beer. In the army, the control is particularly strict in this regard.

Bo Jiu opened the refrigerator door and took a bottle of water, just to use this as an excuse to look at it openly.

Who knew that the master was taking a bath very fast, using cold water and no heat at all. When he came out, his black hair was wet, which made his eyes look deeper.

"What are you doing when you stand here?" Qin Mo said, stepping on the floor and walking out.

Before Bo Jiu could implement his plan, he was confused by the scene in front of him.

In his sight, he was wearing only a pair of military pants, with water droplets on his upper body, from the cervix to the collarbone, from the collarbone to the abdominal muscles, and finally the trousers under the abdominal muscles...

As Bo Jiu looked at it, he was a little afraid to look. The great god who took off his military uniform was more than ten times more dangerous than when he was wearing military uniforms.

"Does it feel good to watch?" Qin Mo reached out and directly pressed the person who hooked him with a pair of black and white eyes.

Behind Bo Jiu was the refrigerator, which was nothing. What hit him was the smell after taking a shower, which was very clean and clear.

"It's okay." After Bo Jiu finished speaking, he hugged Qin Mo's waist directly, with a serious look on his face: "If I can give me another hug, I'll follow."

Qin Mo frowned, pulled the hands apart, then bent Gundam's body and looked straight at her: "Without my permission, just touch your feet without my permission. Try it and see if I will throw it out."

Bo Jiu stopped moving, after all, it was not worth it to be eliminated in order to eat such a little tofu.

Qin Mo's eyes swept across the position next to him and threw the unwashed rice bowl into the pool. His slender and fair hands crossed the edge of the stainless steel, giving people a feeling of restraining things.

"I'll do it." Bo Jiu went over, pressed the rice bowl, and then got a lot of dishwashing agent in.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and wiped his hands. He thought he could ignore someone.

Who knows that someone’s way to wash dishes is to stretch out a finger and turn around in the water on the rice bowl.

"Are you stupid?" Qin Mo couldn't see it anymore, so he simply wrapped himself around from behind, pressed the man's hand, and spit out these three words with a cold lips.

Bo Jiu felt his back was a little hot. When he reacted, he remembered that the god's upper body was still naked.

The heartbeat followed a little faster.

Holding her hands.

It always makes people feel that even when he is playing games, he can still seize the throne of God even if he enters the pool of blood alone. He put on his military uniform and sweeps his spear. No one dares to approach 800 meters. Now the water flows by, and his hands hold her and rub against the edge of the bowl. It is numb, which inexplicably reminds people of the strength he used to rub her with these hands.

The tip of the Thunder Nine ears burned, so the great god shouldn’t take a shower. Isn’t it equivalent to taking a bath and letting her sleep without taking a bath?

Routine, this routine is too deep.

"I'm thinking about what kind of scenes are not suitable for children?" He turned his head, and the dripping water from his black hair hit her shoulders. His eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and that posture was convenient. He simply lowered his voice in her ears, which was so precious that he was a little seductive.

Bo Jiu was very calm: "No, I'm washing dishes seriously."
Chapter completed!