Bo Jiu was just about to make adjustments.
There was another voice above my head, and the sound quality was still very faint but inexplicably a little hoarse: "You are moving so much, you are challenging my endurance" Qin Mo's words made Bo Jiu suddenly settle down a lot, after all, the billowing breath coming from under him was indeed very hot.
Since his ears were on the man's chest, it was as if the whole world was left with the sound of each other's heartbeats.
Bang, bang, bang, peaceful.
It's like going back to when I was a kid.
In the summer on Wall Street, the trees in the yard grow very luxuriantly.
At that time, she climbed over the wall much more smoothly.
Nothing stood in her way.
She went to the next door more often.
It's just that you will be sleepy after playing for a while, after all, you are young, you have to grow your body, and you have to maintain a balanced biological clock.
The two of them also took a nap together.
It's just that at that time, she still knew that he liked cleanliness, but she couldn't control herself, and she always rolled around on his bed.
Roll until he sank his little face, and directly took a blanket to wrap her whole body, which was considered stable.
How can it be as dangerous as it is now.
Bo Jiu didn't move, but he still clearly felt something against her.
"Don't look around, don't move you."
The voice sounded again, but it was much softer than usual.
Bo Jiu retracted his gaze, and then he was a little sleepy.
But she's here to take care of the sick, not to sleep.
Firmly maintaining his principles, one hand wrapped around Qin Mo's waist, and the other hand always did not forget to hold Qin Mo's injured hand, subconsciously worried that it would be touched.
Doctor Qin said that Bo Jiu treated Qin Mo as a porcelain doll, which was not wrong at all.
In order not to let himself fall asleep, Bo Jiu will still find a topic: "An Ying said, you always couldn't sleep well before, but then you found my pillow to cure insomnia, Brother Mo, treat your pillow gently." ” Qin Mo looked at the person lying on top of him, and even when he spoke, he was dazed, stretched out his hand to brush away her broken hair, and dropped the kiss: "Okay." ” Probably got a response, or maybe it was the temperature or the breath on the person who was holding it, which was too in line with the aesthetics and requirements of the teenager, in short, it was very comfortable, and he would really fall asleep unconsciously.
Qin Mo's fingers rubbed her face, and she never thought that there would be a day when she would be so close to anyone.
The reason why I can't sleep comfortably is because I will have nightmares constantly.
Dreaming of water, bottomless water.
Qin Mo is a psychocriminal, and he knows very well that this is a psychological problem.
It's just that he can't even answer what he knows.
Why is it that every time he wakes up, what makes him most uncomfortable is not the water, but when he reaches out his hand, he can't hold anything, his palm is empty, and his heart is empty.
In the beginning.
He didn't even understand why there were tears on his face.
Is it a debt?
Owe it to the man he wronged, but he still doesn't know his name.
So no more cases were touched.
But the feeling of emptiness didn't go away, as if the most important thing had been lost.
Until this guy shows up.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, looking at the young man who was snoring quietly and sleeping messily, but he didn't forget to hold his hand, and his thin lips fell on the top of Bo Jiu's head.
I vaguely heard what the man seemed to be saying, and when I got closer, I heard only one name Hoshino. aa2705221: