Bo Jiu didn't know what Qin Mo was thinking.
I only hear the other person say, "Wash together".
The evil spirit at the corner of his mouth was a little more: "Okay." ” After all, a certain god in the bathroom is even more beautiful and delicious.
This villa is located abroad, with a large bathtub and floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side.
You can see the lights below.
The bath water in the bathtub was already set, fresh roses and white foam were intertwined, and a bottle of chilled red wine was placed next to the bathtub.
"Do you want to drink," Qin Mo lowered his face.
Bo Jiu smiled shallowly, and propped one hand on the side of the bathtub: "Don't drink it, it's too much of a waste of time." ” Qin Mo glanced at her and didn't move. was smacked by her and put against the bathtub.
After the suit is soaked, he looks more handsome and ascetic than ever.
It's obviously cold, but it's an extra one for no reason, which makes people want to get their hands on sexy.
With such a sexy face and Qin Mo's face, it will indeed make people's hearts itch when they look at it.
Bo Jiu smiled lightly and lowered his eyes, and landed a kiss on his water-stained eyebrows.
Qin touched his eyebrows, and could feel her hand fall on the button of his shirt, but instead of stopping her, he just looked at her like that, his black eyes were a little heavy.
Bo Jiu noticed this, and the arc of the corner of his mouth fell on his neck with a kiss, and then moved up and kissed his ear.
Qin Mo's fingers moved, his back straightened, and his eyes deepened.
Bo Jiu only felt that such a great god at her mercy was too much to kiss.
It's true that beauty is misleading.
It is also true that the beauty out of the bath is especially exciting.
Especially now, when his suit is wet and his black hair falls down, instead of feeling a little down, he only wants people to bite his neck.
Bo Jiu did the same, and kisses will always make people like, especially his cooperation.
For Bo Jiu, sitting on someone, kissing here and there, is probably a matter of eating tofu, and it is very delicious.
But for Qin Mo, this level is far from enough.
How can it be.
I want to hug her hard.
Let her only have herself in her eyes, such thoughts have never stopped.
So, how can a mere kiss be satisfied.
I don't know when the button was pressed for the electric curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Bo Jiu is very focused on the "food" on her lips.
From shallow kisses to deep kisses, with a faint aroma of red wine on the tip of his tongue, he gently agreed, and the familiar numbness from the tailbone made her body tremble.
I don't know when, the dominant person has become him.
He reached out and grabbed the back of her head, and began a frantic assault.
The water in the tub seems to be hotter.
Bo Jiu's thoughts were also burned, and there was not much left.
In the mirror, I saw the reflection of two people.
Whether it was the suit Qin Mo was wearing or the T-shirt Bo Jiu was wearing, they were already soaked.
Black hair and silver hair are mixed together.
His hands pressed her waist down.
Bo Jiu's mind was left with snowflakes in the sky, and his hand had already reached in, and through the white T-shirt, it landed on her chest, and he opened his hand to hold it.
Supple.
Bo Jiu suddenly went numb, and his eyes were a little confused.
He was close to her ear, his thin lips were pressed behind her ear, his tall body was getting hotter and hotter, almost boiling water, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"
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