Hearing this, Qin Mo's voice slowly: "How about you let him tie him up?"
Bo Jiu was beaten up, what did the great god know and was deliberately testing her?
She hasn't taken action yet, why did the great god guess the purpose of going to the United States this time?
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "What? He didn't even forget to tie me up when he was dreaming. Now he doesn't speak?"
"When I was dreaming, I said I would tie you up?" Bo Jiu asked back.
Qin Mo reached out and patted her face gently, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "More than once, when I hugged you last night, you said it three times, but I didn't expect you to have this kind of habit."
It turned out that I was really saying that I accidentally missed my mouth while sleeping.
It seems that the plan has not been revealed yet.
The situation is far better than she thought.
I didn’t meet Queen An yesterday. Everything was done by the great god, so she didn’t have to think about how to explain.
However, Aunt Zhang is still listening to her. Can you give her some face?
When Bo Jiu thought of this, he turned his head and looked towards the direction where Aunt Zhang was standing just now.
Only then did I realize that there was no one around me. After taking the photo, Aunt Zhang saw that the two of them had something to talk about. She took the evidence of the photo and left with excitement on her face, and did not want to disturb the young master here.
In other words, there are only two people left in the room now.
Since there are only two of them.
What else does she care about?
Anyway, the great god has asked her to tie him up, so she just tried it before going.
After Bo Jiu thought of this, the real little gangster came out: "I'm really willing to let me tie it up?"
Qin Mo looked at the person in front of him, and his passionate look was undecent no matter how he looked: "You can give it a try."
As smart as Bo Jiu quickly realized that this was an opportunity.
He turned over neatly, pressed Qin Mo's right shoulder with one hand, and pushed the person directly onto the bed. The wig he was wearing was not taken off. His long hair like silk drooped down with Bo Jiu's movements and swept on Qin Mo's face.
Qin Mo raised his eyes slightly, and his bandaged hands drooped to the edge of the bed. He watched the man look down slowly as he looked.
Today, Bo Jiu was wearing a yao-woven black dress. When doing such a move, not only the porcelain white collarbone will be exposed, but even her ups and downs and snow-white long legs can be seen.
Especially when the long legs are half bent, people can't help but want to hold them in their hands.
Qin Mo withdrew his gaze, his eyes deeper inch, and something seemed to have reached the critical point.
But at this time, Bo Jiu was still silent about how to tie the gods up.
When she realized it, the hand that was originally hanging by the bed had already wrapped around her waist, and her fingers slowly moved up to her back and back neck, and finally her fingertips penetrated deep into her disturbing and restless hair.
Bo Jiu's movement came to an abrupt end.
At that time, she could clearly feel the change in his breathing.
Chapter completed!