In a flash.
The tenderness of that bathroom seemed to have been sucked away.
All the warmth came to an abrupt end.
Qin Mo's figure was stunned.
Even the slender fingers holding a guy in his arms tightened a little.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, swept over Bo Jiu's face, his upper lip was pursed into a line, his eyebrows and eyes were thick, the bridge of his nose was very high, his beautiful eyes were like whirlpools, there was no trace of waves, and his eyes were cold enough to see what his mood was now.
Those who are familiar with Qin Mo know that this person has always been elegant and polite, even if he is in a dry fight, he is always smiling.
But now, the evil aura rising from his body allowed no one to approach.
The drizzle outside the window was still falling, Qin Mo put people into the quilt, and the room became a little cold.
Bo Jiu didn't sleep very clearly, and in a blur, he seemed to hear someone asking himself: "Why are you leaving?"
” That damp, low voice, hoarse.
Bo Jiu was very tired and slept deeper.
The night was getting darker.
The princess, nestled on the glass balcony, is exceptionally quiet today.
Not because of anything else, but because it didn't dare to make a fuss.
After today, it also understands one thing thoroughly.
It used to think it was the guy, and even if it wanted to get involved with its master, it wouldn't be possible.
Now it seems that the other side's force is too heavy.
The master was crushed under him, and he didn't resist. ay As a cat, it's really powerless.
It's so late, and there's still a noise in the kitchen.
Aunt Zhang is bound to get up.
But when she saw the long figure in the kitchen, she froze.
Because she wasn't sure what the young master was thinking, her eyes were heavy, and those eyes would be dark and deep, as if she couldn't see the abyss.
Aunt Zhang walked over: "Young master, let's come with me." ” Qin Mo shook his head and said no, it was noodles that were boiled, and he used a clay pot urn to make sure that it would not be cold no matter how long it took, and brought it upstairs with one hand.
Aunt Zhang watched from behind, and was very hesitant to tell Mrs. about the young master taking Jiu Shao home today.
Because even Aunt Zhang can see that today is different.
Qin Mo rarely cooks, he is not hungry, and it is clear who the noodles are prepared for.
Looking at the person lying on his bed, the black hair fell down, covering her face, and her chin was exposed, and it was very pleasant to fall asleep.
It was Qin Mo's narrow and dangerous eyes that narrowed immediately, and then he chuckled lightly, with a cold feeling: "It's not good to learn." ” When the words fell, the whole person leaned over.
Half-dreaming and half-asleep, he was entered, fierce and numb, eating marrow and knowing the taste, unable to extricate himself, and even his toes were trembling.
Bo Jiu only felt as if he was in a furnace, his fingers were still forced to make a sound, and his eyes were already indistinctly misty, and Bo Bo was covered with a layer of mist.
Originally, it was just a punishment, but at this moment, Qin Mo only felt that he was about to melt inside, and when he touched her eyes again, he became more and more impatient, holding her waist, and swept over like a wild rainstorm.
The white curtains are blown up, and even the lingering looks like they give people an extremely aesthetic dreamy feeling The sky is clear.
The sky in Jiangcheng, after the rain, is very blue.
The sun was shining down from the east, and the spots fell on the bed.
Bo Jiu slept all morning, and his strength had recovered, but after coming into contact with such light, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his eyes aa2705221: