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One thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine

When the great god said this, his mouth was still smiling, and his breath hit her ear, which was a bit seductive.

Bo Jiu turned his head and said, "I am cold and hot, and I am flirting with it. If this continues, it will be bad for my health."

Qin Mo paused, but he didn't expect the answer to be like this, and his thin lips fell on her forehead: "What about now?"

"It's hot." Bo Jiu smiled and said, "Brother Mo, I just ate a piece of candy, why don't you take the kiss? It's sure it's sweet."

Qin Mo removed the quilt from one layer. After listening to her words, he raised his beautiful eyebrows lazily: "I think you are so beautiful, little hooligan."

"Sleeping in the same bed, you don't even have a kiss, is a hooligan." Bo Jiu was breathless, his face was pale and there was a little scarlet color. She wanted to kick the quilt.

As soon as he moved, Qin Mo pressed his leg down, and his voice was a little heavy: "Do you want to catch a cold?"

"The quilt is thick." Bo Jiu thought that he would not hug people through the quilt, as this would be too distant.

Qin Mo glanced at her slutty look: "Do you regret exposing my handsome plan?"

"Repent." Bo Jiu looked at the man reaching out and pulling himself, then changing the quilt. The weight of his body was very light, but the temperature was comfortable. As he said that, he hugged the waist in front of him.

Qin Mo did not refuse, but also clicked a certain prey: "Don't move your hands."

"It's a bit difficult." Bo Jiu said seriously: "Or I'd rather play games and take both hands and have some self-control."

Qin Mo nodded, and there was no sign of joy or anger.

Bo Jiu knew that he had seen through her temptation. After taking the phone over, he thought for a while and said, "Brother Mo."

"What?" Qin Mo was half leaning on the head of the bed, and playing cards were still turning between his fingers.

Bo Jiu turned his head: "Do you want to check out your official Weibo account?"

"Want me to see?" Qin Mo asked this, his eyes fell deeper.

Bo Jiu nodded: "I also want you to know that there are many people waiting for you."

Qin Mo did not speak anymore, and he showed off his hand, with a little careless expression.

It doesn't matter whether he looks at it himself or not.

He was not very interested in the past.

But looking at her appearance, I hope he can see it.

This made Qin Mo's breath cold.

Yes, I guess no one will like him now.

Including her, it's probably the same.

Qin Mo curled his thin lips, and his eyes were gone: "Mobile phone."

Bo Jiu moved his finger and pressed the screen to turn off: "Forget it."

Qin Mo said: "Hmm?"

"If you don't like to watch, don't watch it." Bo Jiu's voice smiled: "Anyway, it's no different from amnesia or amnesia. It's better, no one will compete with me."

Qin Mo's eyes shook, and soon returned to its original state, and his voice slowly: "Then you have to take me seriously."

"Yes." Bo Jiu said, holding the cell phone in his palm.

Qin Mo glanced at it and said, "Don't you want to play games?"

"Don't you like it? I won't beat you anymore." Bo Jiu's tongue touched his cheek.

Qin Mo clicked on her mobile phone screen: "You like it, I see you hit, so you always want to do bad things."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mo, if you don't say the following sentence, you will be more happy with the financial owner."

"That's a pity. The next sentence is my true words." Qin Mo gently patted her face, his voice lazily and nice: "Let's start, let me see how you play."
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