Bo Jiu thought to himself, isn't that right?
Just about to get up.
The wrist was pressed down again.
"You don't look at what I prepared for you?" Qin Mo said carelessly.
Bo Jiu asked: "What?"
Game?
Super Mary, she has played it.
However, she found that confessions of educated people are different from others.
What she could learn from Huangshu since she was a child was to send flowers and cars.
It's still a higher-end one among the great masters.
But as a domineering president, you don't have to think too much.
One of them is responsible for romance and the other is responsible for spending money.
Very suitable.
Anyway, he likes everything she gives.
Qin Mo did not answer her question, but just asked her to wait.
It was a little late again.
The whole church is like a lit temple, with gold flowing out of lights.
Some people say that the hell in the West is not as people imagined, with a sea of ​​blood everywhere.
In the West, Lucifer is the ruler of hell.
Just below the holy city of Jerusalem, the archangel with a beautiful face, built the most beautiful palace in hell, like a church on earth.
But there is no longer holy light.
The scene at this time is very similar to a description of Western hell.
The wind blows very lightly and can't hear any sound, except that there will be occasional black feathers and petals falling.
The lakeside over there seemed to be the legendary other side, very quiet.
The moonlight is cold and the stars are full of stars outline the entire Milky Way.
Bo Jiu stood up, his eyes glowing.
Is this the case?
The great god asked her to wait.
Bo Jiugang turned his head and wanted to ask.
He leaned forward and lit something.
It is the Kongming lantern.
The words Mo and Jiu are written on it.
After a Kongming lantern rose, it seemed like it was issued an order.
Hundreds of Kongming lanterns rose in the wind and filled the entire night sky.
That was not ignited with an open flame.
It's like wind power generated by electricity.
Use the ancient direction of China to express your love.
It's probably what Qin Mo wants to do.
He stood there with a long and handsome body, his clothes fluttering, and when the wind blows, the horns of his robe are clamoring.
He also held a Kongming lantern in his hand, like a young man in white in ancient times.
The church with thousands of lights behind him seemed to be unable to resist his deep eyes.
All the stars fell into his eyes.
The scene that seemed to only appear in comics is now reflected in people's eyes.
This is not like China.
On the commercial street of Fifth Avenue, people were surprised when they saw a light lit up in the distance.
"What is that? So beautiful."
Someone is giving a popular science to friends: "That is Kongming lantern, something from the east."
"So many, why did it appear over there? Should we go and take a look?"
"It's so beautiful, someone must be making a wish."
Large areas of Kongming lanterns occupied the entire sky above the church.
Almost everyone can see the two words Mo Jiu floating on it.
Those who can't understand the Chinese character, think that it is a symbol with special significance.
Chapter completed!