"I want to be alone and be quiet." Fu Jiu continued to pretend: "Go home and think about how to speak with Mengran tomorrow, after all, I am the one who wants to be together."

This sentence just came out.

The temperature in the room is a little low.

Qin Mo didn't say anything.

Just when Fu Jiu thought he had agreed and turned around and wanted to leave.

Qin Mo reached out and pressed against the door frame, just blocking Fu Jiu's way.

He half-beared his back, lowered his head and leaned closer to her face. A warm breath fell back to Fu Jiu's ears, and there was an indescribable numbness.

"I said I was tired today." Qin Mo paused, and his tone sounded a little undistinguished: "Is it that uncomfortable?"

Of course Fu Jiu nodded: "It's a little bit."

"Then let's have some wine." Qin Mo pulled the boy back: "Brother is with you."

Fu Jiu felt that he had another trick.

She never thought that the great god would think of him as her brother at this time.

Anyway, this trip is not possible.

The two opened a bottle of red wine.

Fu Jiu didn't drink much.

The most important thing is to stay awake.

It is true that there is only one room here.

The great god didn't even give her the chance to sleep on the sofa, his eyes faintly: "Don't dare to sleep with me? What are you afraid of?"

"Brother Mo, why do I think you plan to look at me all these twenty-four hours?" Fu Jiu is not stupid. It's not without reason for the great god's appearance.

Qin Mo turned his head, lit a cigarette, then took out his cell phone and slid it away, and threw it to the person in front of him.

Fu Jiu looked at the information displayed on it and his eyes suddenly shook.

No more or less, only one line of words.

"Z will act at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows, but the great god still did not completely eliminate his suspicion of her.

"Stay here tonight." Qin Mo raised his eyes: "I won't be watching you for 24 hours in the future."

Fu Jiu smiled: "Okay, for the sake of future freedom."

This is indeed an opportunity to completely clear one's suspicion.

But what exactly do people who pretend to be her want to do?

Fu Jiu knows that more great masters won’t say it.

He had her read the text message as an extra.

It's just sleeping in the same room, or in the same bed, it's still different from before.

When the lights are turned off and the room is in darkness.

Fu Jiu could still see the shallow outlines around him through the moonlight that penetrated in.

Even if he was lying down with his clothes, Fu Jiu couldn't sleep.

How to say it.

It is different if you have kissed me or not.

Fu Jiu always felt that as soon as the familiar breath approached, the eyes of a man when he saw her lips appear in his mind.

Very deep, like the sea.

Thinking of this way, you will inevitably want to retreat.

The lips had not healed yet, and the tip of the tongue could touch a fine line of wound.

A little itchy.

Fu Jiu thought about it and moved backwards.

Suddenly, the lights lit up.

A tall shadow turned over and covered Fu Jiu's head, and the oppressive danger came again.

The great god's breath was right above him, spilling faintly.

Fu Jiutou felt an indescribable dizziness at one time.

The great god was looking at himself, so close that when the two people's eyes were striking together.

Fu Jiu had to face it directly.
Chapter completed!