The white jade-like ankles were still covered with water droplets, and the back was surrounded by a towel. The hazy watery feeling was shining a little.

The eyes were dark as thick as fog.

It's really like a sirens.

Especially when smiling, the corners of the mouth are slightly curled and the posture is straight, bringing out the ultimate beauty.

It seems that I won't feel embarrassed because of this.

Bo Jiu pressed against his cheek, so he looked very handsome.

She originally planned to throw the person directly.

Who knew that before he could take action, the man pulled her into his arms again.

The one surrounding her was a dry bath towel.

Even her eyes were surrounded.

"Brother Mo." Bo Jiu felt that the great god was a bit unfair and she couldn't even see it. How could she do it?

Qin Mo looked at the little hooligan who was soaked in water, and now he looked like an angry cat, stretching his claws in discontent, trying to act coquettishly.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and pressed the guy's head directly on his shoulder.

Bo Jiu was settled because she found that the big bath towel was not her alone, but two people.

The great god was also wrapped in it, and what she touched directly was his skin. Well, that's how far she should be played with.

Bo Jiu's eyes were all curled up, and his hands were about to move.

"What bad thing do you want to do?" Qin Mo emptied a hand, pressed someone's restless claws, raised his eyebrows, and was a little funny: "It seems that my financial lord likes me very much."

Bo Jiu raised his head, looked at Qin Mo, and smiled black-belliedly: "Yes, yes."

"You can't touch people even if you like it." Qin Mo got the person right, it was really like taking care of a domestic prey: "Roll around and look in the mirror."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What do you do?"

"Blowing the head." You always have to do something that is not imaginative to divert attention, so the great master comes out and takes a hair dryer. Now he raises it with one hand and has a strong aura.

Bo Jiu thought about it and couldn't force him. It was not good to bully him while the god was amnesia.

"Okay, blow your head."

Turning around, she leaned her entire back against his chest, and the two of them were surrounded by the same bath towel, both of which were not big or small, just so just that in such a posture, even the great god's tofu could not be eaten.

However, after hearing someone's sigh, Qin Mo laughed again: "What? I'm disappointed to blow your head? What bad things are you thinking about in your head all day?"

"I want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu felt the soft wind blowing from his head and smiled: "It's so obvious that Brother Mo can't even see it?"

Qin Mo looked at the face and couldn't help it. He reached out and pinched it: "I'm very expensive, just fuck your silver hair first."

"Yinmao?" Bo Jiu turned his head: "The most popular grandma gray, she is quite handsome, isn't she handsome?"

Qin Mo met those black and white eyes, and the tears mole was particularly obvious. His nose, mouth and even his collarbone were very beautiful. He moved his body, half bent his waist and kissed the mouth, his eyes were low and deep: "It's really good."

So far, the most pleasing prey he has ever seen.

"It's not as good as you." Bo Jiu's words are true. Princess Qin has been good since she was a child.

Qin Mo's fingers slowly stroked the boy's hair, and the hair dryer was still blowing: "Are you sure you want to use the word "good" to describe me? No man would like to have this adjective on his body."

"Surprising?" Bo Jiu thought about the idioms she had learned.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows again.

The four words "Lan Yan's disaster?" are consistent.

Qin Mo smiled and spoke very slowly: "Why don't you say I am Daji of Huoguo?"

"How can you compare with Daji?" Bo Jiuyi smiled: "You are much better than Daji."

Because it feels so comfortable to pick you up, I won’t throw you out through the window. Qin Mo’s idea just fell.

Then the man said again: "Brother Mo, I must have been a foolish monarch in ancient times. If you were Daji and wanted to confuse the country, I would definitely confuse you casually. If you say I am like this, isn't it too impulsive? If others say you are bad, I want to beat someone. No wonder you always said that when you were a child, I always said that I had an impulsive personality, well, it was quite impulsive."

When Qin Mo heard this, he turned off the hair dryer and tapped his fingers rhythmically on her face: "I see you are not impulsive at all."

Every word I say seems to penetrate into people's hearts.

So cunning.

"It's still impulsive, such as wanting to sleep with you very much." Bo Jiu turned his head over again, and his tone was a little lazy: "So Brother Mo, if I touch you or something, you must stop me. I am the most unbearable man trick, you can use it more."

Qin Mo laughed in a low voice, but he was not disguising himself until now, and put the hair dryer aside, with a little distant temperament: "Even I can see that I use a handsome trick?"

"It's a pity why don't you need to go to the end." Bo Jiu sneezed when he smiled, and then said, "I won't let me taste any sweetness."

Qin Mo glanced at the person in front of him, frowned, then raised his hand and hugged the person horizontally, walked into the room, stuffed the person directly into the quilt.

Bo Jiu said, "It's too heavy to cover it." After exposing it through a quilt, he didn't even eat tofu.

"Where is the medicine?" Qin Mo answered the question irrelevantly.

Bo Jiu was pressed and could not move: "What medicine?"

"Cold medicine." Qin Mo said, and pressed someone who was about to emerge.

Bo Jiu suddenly realized that the great god cared about the sneezing she had just now. He thought she was sick again, so he thought about looking for medicine?

She still let her enjoy the sweetness.

Bo Jiu showed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth under the quilt were smiling.

Qin Mo turned his head. Seeing this scene, he naturally knew that he had overreacted just now. After pausing his fingers, he sat by the bed, smiling carelessly: "Are you very proud?"

"No, actually, I feel a little cold and uncomfortable, I must have soaked in the bathtub just now." In order to make himself look more sincere, Bo Jiu pressed his head with his hand.

Qin Mo smiled even deeper: "Cold? Then add another quilt."

The great god is a person who does what he says. He opened the cabinet, took out a summer quilt, and covered someone's body: "Is it much warmer now?"

"Yeah." What else can Bo Jiu say? The scene he made himself must be performed even when it is hot: "It's just a little thirsty." Drinking some water can always reduce the temperature.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Thirsty? Then I'll pour you a cup of hot water, how about it?"

Hot water?

Bo Jiu waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm not that thirsty."

The great god is so sarcastic, it would be better to continue using a handsome trick on her.
Chapter completed!