Nine hundred and twentieth eighth high sweet high sweet
Qin Mo lowered his body, and his black hair was covered with moisture just now, and his fingers fell on his seat belt.
Bo Jiu didn't think that the great god would be very conscientious, so he just let her go.
But there was some precautions, but Bo Jiu never expected that after untied the seat belt, the slender and beautiful fingers did not leave. Instead, they touched her waist and finally fell on her chest.
Bo Jiu raised his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mo, what do you want to do?"
Bo Jiu saw the person in front of him, his eyes flashed across her collar with a faint smile, and there was an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that what you asked me to hold was real, why? Now I don't hold my hand, let me check the elasticity?"
Black history.
Bo Jiu always feels that since he met the great god, every memory has been a dark history.
There was no time to give the boy to react, after all, Qin Mo came to be really here this time.
He reached out and blocked the boy in the narrow car door. He leaned into the hem of his left hand and picked up the cloth strip. After Bo Jiu wanted to resist, his posture had already been at a disadvantage.
With his back to Qin Mo and his hand was handcuffed, his range of movement was really limited.
The great god is also very powerful. Knowing that she has great skills in her legs, she simply doesn't get out of the car.
"I am more interested in your body structure than the reason for disguising as a man." Qin Mo looked at the person in his arms, his eyes as dark as ink were stained with darkness, and his body also pressed over, and his lips were pressed against the white and elongated neck. His low voice made the temperature in the car extremely high.
Bo Jiu straightened his back and did not want to expose his weak posture at this time.
Qin Mo smiled, his slightly cool lips slowly moved upwards and landed on the tip of her ear: "This time it happened to be as you wish, try the feel?"
"Brother Mo, I thought we wanted to have a good talk." Bo Jiu wanted to move his wrist, but was handcuffed, his right leg wanted to move, but he was pressed.
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, and his face reflected on the car window, which would only look natural and expensive.
This allowed Bo Jiu to see his face at this moment even if he turned his back to him
The black and neat hair is broken, and the handsome and unparalleled toughness are like the demon at night, which is particularly dangerous at this time.
"I've been talking all the time, aren't I?" He smiled, raised his fingers, and his breath fell behind her: "Why, don't you like this method?"
The electric shock-like heat flow suddenly jumped up due to the contact of the skin, and Bo Jiu couldn't help but tremble.
The temperature of the body seems to have begun to become uncontrollable as the temperature in the car increases.
But the sound didn't mean to evacuate from her ears. It wandered freely on her smooth skin with a cool fingertip, and then he held it hard!
"It's really soft and the feel is good. The simulation level can not only fool some otaku, but even I can fool you." Qin Mo smiled a little coldly this time: "That's so smart."
Why does this sound so familiar?
If you think about it carefully, it was all her own words.
The master's ability to hold revenge is a little more subtle.
Bo Jiu seized the last chance and wanted to get up: "I can explain this."
Qin Mo pressed the person back, and his breath became stronger again. His fingers didn't mean to evacuate. The delicate softness under his palm also brought him the warm fragrance every time he thought of the touch...
She felt at this time.
Chapter completed!