Chapter 542: Send sugar and let sugar...
"I am not a philosopher, nor Z. I don't know what she will do when it reaches that step." Qin Mo glanced at the boy: "Okay, people in the rebellious period of youth are not suitable for talking about such topics, come here."
Fu Jiu once again felt that her identity as a high school student was despised by the great gods, and even the topics were divided into ages?
Also, when will the topic of her youth rebellious period end?
Fu Jiu didn't move.
To be honest, she really wants to know why the great god has been so "relatively chasing her" with her? She also thinks she is a bad person?
Seeing that the boy did not come, Qin Mo frowned, then lifted the boy's chin with his fingers.
"What?" Fu Jiu took a step back.
Qin Mo pulled the person back directly: "Stay, don't move."
Only then did Fu Jiu see clearly what the master was holding, a light-colored lip balm.
"No, Brother Mo, do you have such things?"
She thought that a person as straight as a great god would not be like some bent men. She not only keeps her skin moist, but also keeps her lips moist, so there are no fewer skin care products than girls, and she pays great attention to branding.
"I really didn't expect that Brother Mo, you are such a person."
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and spoke in a careless tone: "Stop your messy thoughts, this lip balm is from Ms. An, your top fan."
"Who is An Yingxiu?" Fu Jiu turned his head and refused in a manly manner: "No, I'm so masturbating."
Qin Mo pinched someone's chin again: "There is no color, I feel angry now. I usually let you exercise, why don't you feel angry?"
"I have abdominal muscles too." Fu Jiu made a gesture to lift his clothes.
But this time, I didn't expect that the great god didn't stop her from acting like a hooligan.
Instead, she stood there with a smile, looking like she was letting her turn.
Mr. Fu Jiu couldn't really lift his clothes, so he simply gave up and raised his face, his voice still cool: "Print less, apply more, let the female police officer recognize me, and then you will be embarrassed."
"Children who are rebellious in youth usually care about their face." Qin Mo's eyes drooped slightly, and his fingers also met the beautifully shaped thin lips in front of him.
Fu Jiu once again felt the itchy feeling when his fingertips stroked across his lips, and the feeling of being brought out was not obvious, and it was a bit like a feather hitting it.
As soon as you open your eyes, you can see the great god's pleasing face, straight nose, deep eyes, and handsome facial features. I have to say, it is very charming.
"Brother Mo, do you have foreign blood?"
Qin Mo nodded faintly: "My grandfather is an overseas Chinese who stayed in the UK."
"No wonder." Mixed-race children are usually handsome.
Qin Mo lowered his waist a little longer: "Rise your chin and open your mouth."
The two were very close.
It's because it's too close.
That's why I feel that this posture seems a bit too ambiguous.
Plus the familiar and pleasant smell of tobacco hits her lips.
Fu Jiu finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother Mo, I can actually apply lip balm like this, but I can apply the color lighter by myself."
Qin Mo completely ignored the boy's opinion and started to brush out from the center of his lips: "Don't worry about the color, let alone think about the police. With me here, I won't let anyone catch you casually."
Fu Jiu wanted to say that it was not the problem now, but the great god didn’t think they were too close to each other?
Chapter completed!