In an instant.
The softness of that bathroom seemed to be pulled away.
All the warmth came to an abrupt end.
Qin Mo paused.
Even the slender fingers holding someone in his arms tightened a little.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, swept across Bo Jiu's face, pursed his upper lips into a line, his eyebrows and eyes were thick, his nose was very high, and his beautiful eyes were like vortexes without a trace of waves. His cold eyes were enough to see how he was feeling now.
Anyone who is familiar with Qin Mo knows that this person has always been elegant and polite, and even if he is fighting, he always looks smiling.
But now, no one dared to approach the evil aura that rose from him.
It was still drizzling outside the window. Qin Mo put the person into the quilt and the room became a little cold.
Bo Jiu was not asleep very clearly, and in a vague manner, as if he heard someone asking himself: "Why do you want to leave?"
The humid and low voice was hoarse.
Bo Jiu was very tired and slept deeper.
The night is getting darker.
The princess nestled on the glass balcony is particularly quiet today.
It's not because of anything else, it's because it dares not make a fuss.
After today, it has also completely understood one thing.
In the past, it always thought it was impossible for that guy to get involved in his master.
Now it seems that the opponent's force is too heavy.
The master was pressed under him without resisting.
Why……
As a cat, it is really powerless.
It's so late, there's still a noise in the kitchen.
Aunt Zhang will definitely get up.
But when she saw the figure standing tall in the kitchen, she was stunned.
Because she was not sure what the young master was thinking, her eyes were all sunny, and those eyes would be dark and sunny, as if she could not see the bottom of the abyss.
Aunt Zhang walked over and said, "Young Master, I'll do it."
Qin Mo shook his head and said no, "I cooked noodles and urn them in a clay pot to ensure that it won't be cold no matter how long it takes. He held it upstairs with one hand.
Aunt Zhang looked behind, hesitating whether to tell his wife about the young master taking Jiu Shao home today.
Because even Aunt Zhang could tell that today is different this time.
Qin Mo rarely cooks, so he is not hungry, so he knows who the noodles are prepared for.
Looking at the man lying on his bed, his black hair drooped down, covering her face, revealing her chin, and she looked very pleasant when she fell asleep.
That is... Qin Mo's narrow and dangerous eyes narrowed, then chuckled, with a cold voice: "Can't learn to be good."
After saying a word, he leaned over.
Half-dream and half-sleeping, I was in. It was fierce and numb. I could not extricate myself from eating the marrow and even my toes were trembling.
Bo Jiu felt as if he was in a stove, and his fingers were forced to make a sound. His eyes were already indistinguishable and a layer of mist was covered with mist.
It was originally just a punishment, but at this moment Qin Mo only felt that he was about to melt inside. When he touched her eyes, he became more and more unbearable. He held her waist and swept over like a wild rain.
The white window screen was blown up, and even the lingering look gave people an extremely beautiful and dreamy feeling...
The sky is translucent.
The sky in Jiangcheng was very blue after it rained.
The sunlight hits from the east and falls on the bed in spots.
Chapter completed!