Because of this thought, Qin Mo frowned heavily, and his dark eyes were deep as if they could reflect the light in this room.
Fu Jiu saw that Qin Mo didn't speak, so he wanted to take a closer look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, she was pressed under her body by a man with one hand.
He was over her, his fingers clutching her wrists, his breath burning a little.
Except for a little faint light outside, the bedroom was dark all around, which was why Qin Mo's eyes were even brighter and deeper, like vigilant beasts, exuding a dangerous and beautiful luster when hunting.
The two of them were so close that Fu Jiu could clearly see the long and excessive black eyelashes on the man's face.
He just looked at her like that, his eyes were like deep well water, and if he was not careful, he could tempt people to fall.
"Move a little more, and you'll go out, now close your eyes and sleep."
His fingers seemed to exert a bit of force, and even his voice was full of muffled warnings Then, Fu Jiu was pressed to the position of his chest by Qin Mo.
In an instant, the smell of mint tobacco on the man's body seeped into her nasal cavity, familiar and unfamiliar.
She was more than half a head shorter than the man, and her eyes fell just on his perfectly curved jawline, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly as he spoke.
In such a position of being pressed into the man's arms, he really can't move casually anymore.
Fortunately, she put a stuffed animal on the bed, which could separate the two of them a little And Qin Mo only felt that the person who was pressed in his arms was very soft, as if it was tender, and even the taste was so sweet that people wanted to use a little more strength to crush the boy Even if this idea was not right, Qin Mo couldn't control his most intuitive feeling, fortunately, the boy was born, and the head on his chest was also very well-behaved, unlike everyone he had been in contact with in the past, the boy smelled good in addition to being pleasing to the eye, so Qin Mo did not reject such a posture, but felt that it was a good way to sleep, Whether it's the touch of your hands or the breath between your noses, it's very helpful for sleep The night was getting thicker and thicker, until the early hours of the morning, the picture of two equally handsome people sleeping on the bed was very beautiful, especially Fu Jiu's silver hair lined with Qin Mo's black hair, and the effect of the collision was very amazing.
If there were a cameraman here now, he would definitely shoot the two of them, and such a scene would definitely attract countless fans on TV As the sun rose, Fu Jiu slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed his left eye, the silver hair on his head was still two or three strands, and he glanced sideways, the great god was still sleeping, that face that could turn all beings upside down, noble, elegant, and magical.
He just lay there quietly, his slender hands slightly together, elegantly stacked on his chest, his long and thick eyelashes fell down to form a dark shadow, and his whole body exuded the nobility of being a living person.
The corners of the slightly hooked lips seemed to be full of indescribable mockery of their scumbags.
The more Fu Jiu looked at it, the more he felt that when God was creating, he must have pinched the great god as his own son, and when he stretched out his hand, he wanted to poke the man's face that confused the world.
It's just that in the next second, the familiar feeling of stuffiness suddenly came from the lower abdomen, and with the awakening of the body, something seemed to flow out of that place all at once.
Fu Jiu's whole body froze for half a minute, then quickly got up and walked into the bathroom quickly aa2705221: