Qin Mo's eyes were still dark, somewhat sloppy, as if he was not completely awake.
Fu Jiu knew that there was a kind of person who was like this, his eyes were open, but his thoughts did not return.
Such people are usually not only very smart, but also very guarded.
Fu Jiu's first reaction was that his girl's identity must not be exposed Without thinking about it, he arched his knees, separating the two of them from the deadly closeness.
She is very glad that she stuffed a ball of paper in the crotch of her pants before, just to look bulging, but there is still a difference between the paper and the underside of the man, but she doesn't know how much Qin Mo has regained his senses.
Fu Jiu's action made Qin Mo's eyes gradually clearer.
With that cold light, his lower body also seemed to be more awake, and it was straight against Fu Jiu's knees, and it was very hot.
Sensing the change in himself, Qin Mo's back seemed to pause, his brows furrowed suddenly, his big hand moved, he lifted the quilt, and sat up directly from the bed.
In order to create chaos, Fu Jiu smiled handsomely and sat up, his fair face was very close, his silver hair was half-cocked, and even the breath of talking hit Qin Mo's ears, and his thin lips hooked: "Brother Mo, it's nothing, men, you will be more energetic when you get up in the morning, and it has nothing to do with who is lying next to you." ” Qin Mo was cold and abstinent with a handsome face, slightly tilted his eyes towards the head of the bed, his magnetic voice seemed to contain a sprinkler, low and dumb and cold, so that the woman heard it is a vague numbness: "It seems that I will tie you in the future, and I will tie my hands." ” Fu Jiu: Wait, it's not her who is responding now.
Why is it to tie her hands Helplessly, the god had already pushed her away, stood up, his expression was very cold, he pulled a towel, and walked into the bathroom.
In other words, she didn't even have a chance to refute.
This is really wronged.
However, the great god's attention should not be on her this time.
Fu Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the slightly bulging ball in his trouser belt.
A man's judgment in a half-asleep and half-awake period will not be so accurate, which is why Fu Jiu dares to share the same bed with the great god.
Coupled with the great god's reaction just now, his thoughts should only be focused on his lower body now.
Amitabha, the purest physiological reaction of a man rescued her.
There will only be a first time for such a thing as sleeping, and there will never be a second time Fu Jiu told himself, but since ancient times, there will be a decisive gap between imagination and reality The water from the shower in the bathroom was running and there was no fog.
The cold droplets dripped on the man's honey-colored and strong chest, and every inch of the line on the abdominal muscles was sexy, and the hardness just wanted people to be loved by him in his arms Qin Mo tilted his head, and the black hair that was thinned to just the right amount covered his eyes slightly, and the reaction of his lower body was still there.
Maybe in this case, the only person who is indifferent is the great god.
Probably related to his background, while Qin Mo has the ultimate temptation, there is also an indescribable peace, as if all the hustle and bustle can be stopped in front of him.
It's just that even Qin Mo himself couldn't figure out why he reacted at that time.
He was pretty sure he wasn't bent.
Could it be because the fire has been too big lately?
Qin Mo looked at his porcelain-white fingers, and his deep eyes sank aa2705221: