Bo Jiu had a meal.

The slight coolness from her thin lips calmed her down.

He pinched her chin and was very close to him.

It still smells of smoke, but it is very light.

She wanted to turn her head, but he reached out and walked around her black short hair, pressing it behind her head.

The tip of the tongue was tempted little by little. After such a gentle and delicate kiss, even breathing was messy, and the whole body was numb and my mind was even blank.

Until everything is over.

She realized that her clothes had been pulled to somewhere, and the heat that had not disappeared against her was not gone.

It was just probably after hearing her stop.

The man stopped, then smiled, and said, "Is it comfortable?"

Bo Jiu didn't say anything, and always felt that he felt a sense of blasphemy to do such a thing to the great god in military uniform and wanted to move.

But he was pressed into his arms all of a sudden, and his breath was cold: "You really want me to be crazy. Close your eyes and sleep. This is the first and second roads. I will pack up and let you get out of here now."

Little princess, Bo Jiu was thinking about these three words.

The man had already stood up.

Maybe I really couldn't sleep, so I walked to my desk.

Then he took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer.

He turned his head slightly, and when the fire illuminated, he could vaguely see the Qinggui's side face.

Her eyes didn't take off her body, and she held the smoke in her mouth, raised her head and spit out smoke, and pulled open the collar of her military jacket, as if she wanted to suppress some of the things that were surging out of her body.

Bo Jiu inexplicably thought such a great god was very cute.

That's right, it's cute.

That kind of look that was obviously enduring but Qinggui was so cold that he was dying, and his aura was full of anger was easily fascinated. He wanted to reach out and touch his hand to see if there would be a lot of softness.

Bo Jiu did try it.

It was just that it was not his hand, but his face, holding it with both hands, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly.

I almost broke the word, is it good to be my boyfriend? I can give you all the best things in the world.

He let her moves go, but his thin lips pursed: "I want to die?"

Bo Jiu was happy: "I don't want to kiss you."

Qin Mo paused, and the familiar warmth on his thin lips finally touched the previous ones, but his tone did not change: "Shut up if you don't want to be thrown out, little hooligan."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, then in that position, he leaned his head and fell on his side face, and left his face as soon as he touched it, saying good night.

Qin Mo's movements of holding the cigarette stopped. His dark eyes were so beautiful that they could make anyone's heart moved at that moment.

But I can only see one person.

It was already late at night when I really fell asleep.

The rumors in the army made the old leader mess up: "What do you mean?" As he said that, he turned around and said to his adjutant: "Do you believe that Ice Boy can tolerate it and let someone suppress him?"

"Report, don't believe it!" The adjutant raised his chest and looked up: "This kind of rumor is too irritating."

The old leader thought for a while: "You said, he should leave this only seedling."

Good technical soldiers, many troops.

However, jungle combat is outstanding and has good electronic technology, which is too uncommon, so it is so precious.

The adjutant felt that his old leader asked him a question that was too difficult to answer, but they couldn't guess what Qin Da Demon thought.

I originally thought I would get an answer the next day.

But before the answer came, the troops received a mission to rescue the hostages.

There is no tenderness.

Everyone arrives directly at the meeting place.
Chapter completed!