Probably because the halo was too strong, even his eyelashes were darker than before, like crow's wings on that noble and handsome face to cast a soft shadow, especially clean.
Bo Jiu wanted to get up, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved, he woke up.
The eyebrows are a little wrinkled, the great god has always had a wake-up gas, but surprisingly, he didn't continue this wake-up gas today.
Instead, he grabbed her wrist with one hand, pulled her whole body closer to him, and pressed his forehead against hers.
The eyelashes were all close in front of her eyes, and her body temperature was measured in the most primitive way.
Probably satisfied, his eyebrows slowly expanded, and his voice still carried the laziness of just waking up: "The recovery is good." ” As he said this, the breath hit her face, and even the tip of her nose touched together.
The heart was inexplicably moved.
Sweet Bo Jiu is about to go over and kiss someone.
But he didn't let her succeed, half raised his eyebrows, and avoided: "I want to do bad things again" "Good morning kiss."
Bo Jiu's face was innocent.
Qin Mo smiled: "No need. ” Bo Jiu: Is it so unromantic to fall in love with a great god?
It's really not romantic.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he brought her a cup of potion.
Bo Jiu didn't like to drink medicine very much, so he drank half and poured half of it.
The embarrassing thing is that when he poured, he was caught by the god who had finished washing.
"Looks like you have a problem with the potion I made for you."
Qin Mo said carelessly.
Bo Jiu said righteous words: "There will be a game to play in a while, and if you drink the powder, you will be sleepy when you play the game." ” "If you have a fever, you will get sleepy."
After Qin Mo finished speaking, his fingers tapped the bottom of her remaining cup.
The great god just has a temperament, and if you don't listen to what he says, it seems to be unreasonable.
Bo Jiu raised his head and drank all the rest of the bottom of the cup, Banlan root was not bitter, but Bo Jiu really couldn't stand the taste, and originally wanted to rinse his mouth.
As soon as the cup was put down, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth.
There was no expected kiss, Bo Jiu's hand holding the cup paused, and he said with a smile: "Not bad, very well-behaved." ” It was Bo Xiaojiu, who had been praised, and his thin lips were hooked, and he couldn't hold back his happiness.
Still, for some reason, there is an indescribable sense of familiarity.
This made Bo Jiu inexplicable when he brushed his teeth.
Because I was going to a competition, the clothes were very simple.
The black and white team uniforms are not complicated, but when Bo Jiu wears them, there is always an indescribable tension.
Today, she is not wearing a skirt.
Because the proof has already been proven.
It's a completely handsome style, like a beautiful boy who came out of a comic, with a black diamond stud earring on his left ear, shining with a little light.
When she walked out, what she saw was the person standing in front of the dressing mirror, turning his head to tidy up his sleeves, his fingers were slender and white, as if it was just such an action, you could remember the way he played the game, amazed everyone again and again, and set an impossible record again and again.
The skin of the great god is really good.
The porcelain white always gives people an unapproachable sense of coldness.
The aura of asceticism has never weakened since he put on his battle uniform.
Behind the flying two words Imperial League.
Just as he stood at the top when he first saw him.
That's right.
Bo Jiu told himself.
This person should have stood in the light and never fell off the altar. aa2705221: