Unexpectedly, Qin Mo took a step earlier than him, reached out and pressed the back of the girl's head, and pressed the person into his chest, causing her whole face to bury her arms.

Such a hug, with a domineering indifference, glanced over, and his eyes were extremely cold: "What? Are you here now trying to disturb my date?"

How dare you!

Lin Feng wished he hadn't stretched his head just now and smiled: "Captain, continue, continue, just pretend we don't exist."

Fu Jiu's nose was tightly pressed against the man's chest, and the windbreaker was half open. It was a pure cotton white shirt with his face on it, feeling the temperature under the shirt. He originally thought that such a person had a cold body temperature and it was definitely not so comfortable to pick him up.

After two times, Fu Jiu stopped thinking so. The master's moderate body temperature and the tobacco fragrance on his body were very suitable for carrying it home.

An arc appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

She knew that the great god's series of actions were helping her.

His head involuntarily pushed forward.

That means nothing more than saying thank you.

But the great god turned his head at this moment, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and his voice was very heavy: "If you don't want someone to see your appearance in women's clothing, just be more obedient."

It seems that the great god has not received her thanks at all.

However, the great god sacrificed so much this time. Just the kiss just now. If he hadn't said the word "acting" in advance, Fu Jiu really wanted to break free. The uncontrollable numbness would not only affect her thoughts, but even her strength seemed to be exhausted.

After all, why do you have to kiss? It’s okay to hug it.

If it weren't for something on her back, she might not be able to stand just now, even now, her heartbeat has not returned to normal.

Also, what does Lin Feng mean?

Continue to watch her and the great god?

She can't always hold her in such a posture, right?

He reached out and grabbed Qin Mo's sleeve, lowered his voice: "Brother Mo, let them go."

Qin Mo pressed the back of Fu Jiu's head and curled the corners of his mouth. It was a black tone that only two people could hear: "It depends on your performance."

What does it mean to look at her performance?

Could it be that I really have to be watched like this all night?

Fu Jiu was a little depressed.

When will this be carried?

She knew very well the group of people in the Imperial League team.

Love gossip, especially gossip within members.

Whoever has a girlfriend wants to know.

After all, it is a monk team.

Can understand.

But if she was that "girlfriend"...

Fu Jiu looked up and pulled the great god's sleeve again.

Qin Mo was not in a hurry.

He was really not in a hurry. Putting aside all the questions that needed to be asked, he felt that this posture was very good.

"I never knew before that the captain was so good at showing his affection." Lin Feng turned his head and bit his ears with Yun Hu.

Yunhu didn't make comments, just thought the whole thing was a bit strange.

Wu Zhen, who was standing aside, clenched his fingers tighter and tighter. After reaching a certain point, he bit his lip hard: "Brother Mo, Director Huang is still waiting for your news inside."

Qin Mo raised his eyes when he heard this, and his emotions were very weak: "I will help you with the regulations."

What regulations?

Wu Zhen knew nothing at all and didn't care about it.

The only person in front of her was left in her eyes.

Why.

Why is this happening?

She has been by his side for so many years.

There is obviously hope.

Where did this woman come out?

Wu Zhen's fingers fell into his palm and printed strings of crescent moons inverted.

"Ah, I remembered it!"
Chapter completed!