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One thousand eight hundred and three (De Jiufan)

Qin Mo only looked at it twice.

He just locked his eyes on one of the sections.

Luoluo: "Little Spade, do you know how interesting it is when we meet our parents?"

Spades himself: "What an interesting way?"

Luoluo: "Auntie and the others always think that our captain likes Qin Mo. No one has ever asked him to pay so much attention since he was a child, except for Qin Mo. Auntie was still wondering if we were to deal with the family, and then pretending to be a couple. Later, I heard that Qin Mo called a courier and his face changed. Speaking of which, Qin Mo was really easy to give people the feeling that men and women are not afraid of each other, and Mo Jing CP has always been very loud."

Bo Jiuyi smiled, his lazy voice: "When he comes back, my family will rule him."

Luo Luo finally replied with a chuckle: "No need for family rules. If they are together, we will elope. Anyway, in my mind, the male god will always be you."

Qin Mo released the screen with his fingertips, raised his eyes and looked at someone: "Male God? You?"

Bo Jiu curled his lips, bright eyes and white teeth: "After all, he relies on his face to make a living."

"Hehe." Qin Mo laughed, reached out and pinched the man's face, as if testing the thickness, and said a pun: "You really make a living by your face."

The force didn't hurt, but it made her hug his waist more easily.

All are routines!

Bo Jiu also knew it in his heart, but it was true that he was so itchy.

"In the past, I only had to be on guard against girls, but now it seems that I need to be on guard against boys even more." Bo Jiu raised his eyes and smiled: "It's really a disaster for Lan Yan, but Brother Mo, don't have any ideas when you discuss tactics with Team Xiao alone. Now Team Xiao is also a person with a girlfriend, and it is illegal to destroy other people's relationships."

Qin Mo listened to someone's serious nonsense, finally reached out and pressed her wrist behind him: "I think it's you who have the idea."

"Hmm?" Bo Jiu admitted it simply: "Am I treat you? It's not been a day or two."

I was caught again, it was really hard to attack.

Qin Mo looked down at the man's face, changed the positions of the two people, then put the man in the corner, took her hand and came to his waist, with a shirt inside and a war uniform jacket outside.

With such a location, no one will see anything Bo Jiu did.

Her hands were in his white shirt, under her palm were bones and lumbar muscles with good feel.

In late autumn in Jiangcheng, the weather was already a little cold.

Such contact can just warm her hands.

So Qin Mo let Bo Jiu's hand be placed behind him.

But it is impossible to keep someone from moving.

Qin Mo could only feel that the hand was like fire, running around his body.

When the fingertips touch him, it can cause a burst of anger.

Qin Mo's Adam's apple moved, lowered his eyes to press against the man's forehead: "Don't move around."

The clear sound was unconsciously a little low at this time, and it sounded too hoarsely in Bo Jiu's ears.

A tingling feeling instantly overflowed from my heart.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and saw that he was handsome and handsome.

Because of the influence of some things, his breath is no longer as stable as usual.

There are even some differences at the end of the eyes.

He held her waist and sent her neck to his lips.

Abstinence and floating are mixed together.

Bo Jiu knew that only she could make him look like this.
Chapter completed!
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