As if sensing her coming in.
The god, who was still swiping his phone, raised his eyebrows.
Pride vanished out of thin air, as if to cover it up.
Then, with his free hand, he hooked it in her direction.
That hand, with its distinct joints, is beautiful and slender, and it shines through the light, as if it is transparent.
Bo Jiuxin said so much about the housekeeper's grandfather just now, but he didn't mention a little, how should she deal with the beautiful man's trick on her.
However, if you think about it, you don't have to deal with it.
When the great god makes a beautiful man's plan, it is best to pounce.
There is a saying that is right, the great god wants to be sultry, and there is really nothing else to do.
Bo Jiu walked over, still a little curious: "What are you looking at?"
It would be best if the gods saw the icon on her phone and played the game on a whim, and they could know their intimacy in the game.
Who knows, the man chuckled: "I want to know" Bo Jiu nodded.
Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Come over again, show it to you." ”” So mysterious Bo Jiu took another step closer in the direction of the bathtub, just about to tilt his head.
The man raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
Plop thud, Her whole body was soaked in the bathtub, and her hair and body were stained with water.
In particular, the white shirt she was wearing became faintly transparent, and you could see the bandages inside her, as well as the soft, white and curved semicircle.
As for the rest, it was even more disturbed.
He took advantage of the situation to hold her waist pole and let her sit face to face in his arms, the mist began to dissipate, and the water temperature was a little high, and the moment Bo Jiu came in, his body trembled.
Not to mention, he held her in such a position that she was half a head taller, so that all the breath of his speech would hit her chest, accompanied by the heat in the bathroom, and people couldn't hide it at all.
"My financier, have you forgotten what I said on the plane?"
On the plane Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.
Qin Mo crossed her waist and said with a smile in his voice: "When there is no one around, you can take out those books I gave to the gold lord and take them out to learn from them, not because I am curious about what I am looking at." ” Bo Jiu's palm was stuffed with a mobile phone, and he subconsciously glanced at it.
This glance directly made Bo Jiu pause.
What is the great god looking at?
There is no Godhead at all The domineering president fell in love with me She doesn't usually click on this kind of book.
But at this point, the title isn't the point.
It's mainly the page that the great god turned to, the hero and heroine are ambiguous, and the plot description feels like it's there, and the location is still the office.
Looking at someone's thin lips pursed slightly, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth hooked again, and he turned sideways in the posture of holding her, all the heat in his body was close to her ears, and the smile was also low and good: "But it's a pity, there is no bathroom in this book, but it doesn't matter, I'm better at these things than that kind of useless description." ” Before Bo Jiu could react, the man kissed her semicircle through her half-wet shirt.
The buttons of the shirt were bitten off by him.
A gentle kiss made Bo Jiu's hands tremble.
The great god caught the dropped phone one step faster, leaned forward, and pressed it back into her palm: "Take it, but also pick the one that can be used, give it a try." ”” aa2705221: