Bo Jiu trembled slightly, and then opened the distance between the two people.

Only then did she realize that she originally thought it would be very aggressive.

When the reflection was in the rear car mirror, it completely changed its feeling.

Especially when the great god's hand is placed on her waist.

It was so much like she was throwing her arms to the great god.

Following the boy's gaze, Qin Mo also saw the scene in the rear car mirror, and then raised the corner of his mouth: "If it is this position, you can be on it in the future, after all, your waist is so soft."

Bo Jiu felt that she was really not good at talking about this topic, so she took a deep breath and looked clear: "Brother Mo, I am really straight, and I will always be."

"There is nothing happening all the time in this world." Qin Mo's eyes fell deeper: "You don't have to give me the answer now."

Bo Jiu looked at him: "But I am really not suitable to be your boyfriend."

"I said you don't have to give me the answer now." Qin Mo turned sideways and opened the car door on the left for the boy. His handsome face, which was clearly angular, was a little blurred at that moment: "Let's talk about it after the resurrection match."

Bo Jiu thought about it and could only do this.

After she got out of the car and walked into the villa.

The black Hummer gradually disappeared from sight.

Still feel a little messy.

The great god once tried to bend her.

Bend her?

She is a girl.

How to bend?

Bo Jiu threw himself on the bed. He was obviously very tired and his lower abdomen was a little stuffy.

But I just can't sleep.

There is really no way to sleep.

Probably not used to it.

After raising the princess for a few days, suddenly there was nothing in my arms.

But Bo Jiu knew that this was not an important reason.

The fundamental problem is that the breath remaining between the lips and teeth and the residual heat that cannot be subsided on the long legs.

Then everything became the main cause.

My heartbeat didn't seem to recover.

It seemed as if I had just closed my eyes.

The handsome ascetic face and the breath he approached could appear in his mind, as if it could penetrate into every cell...

Bo Jiutu sat up and his silver hair fell down, which was a perfect side face.

The great god is a bend.

But how would she tell the great god?

She is not a boy at all.

Bo Jiu really didn't think about this before.

But now I recall it carefully.

The great god has been extremely repulsive to girls from the beginning.

There is indeed a tendency to be curved.

And the great god also keeps cats.

Didn’t anyone say that?

At least eight out of ten men who keep cats are curved.

This situation is really...Bo Jiu reached out and pressed his forehead. What if he told the god, what about her secret?

Say she is a girl.

The great god probably will kill her.

Maybe you can try to wear women's clothing frequently in front of the great gods.

Let's just move it subtly first.

This should be better after dragging it until the competition.

What the master likes is her men's clothing.

But she knew very well that she was not a boy...

The twilight outside the window dyed the earth red little by little.

In a vague manner, the temperature dropped a little.

Adjutant Zhang in the car has not dared to look back at the expression of his young master.

Just listen to what I said just now.

The young master seems to have failed to confess?

Adjutant Zhang knew very well that from childhood to adulthood, he could never easily get what this person wanted.

This time...

Adjutant Zhang glanced at the rear car mirror.

Only then did I realize that Qin Mo's posture had not changed since the beginning. His black forehead was knocked down, covering his eyes, making it difficult for him to see his expression.

lonely.
Chapter completed!