Chapter 696
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Bo Jiu trembled slightly, and opened the distance between the two of them.
Only then did she realize that the action she thought would be very offensive.
When it was reflected in the rear mirror, it completely changed the feeling.
Especially when the great god's hand was on her waist.
It looks like she is throwing her arms around the great god.
Following the young man's gaze, Qin Mo also saw the scene in the rear car mirror, and raised his mouth: "If it's in this posture, you can be on it in the future, after all, the waist is so soft."
Bo Jiu felt that she was really not good at this topic, so she took a deep breath, her eyes were clear: "Brother Mo, I am really straight, and I will always be."
"There is nothing constant in this world." Qin Mo's eyes darkened: "You don't need to give me the answer now."
Bo Jiu looked at him: "But I'm really not suitable to be your boyfriend."
"I told you that you don't need to give me the answer now." Qin Mo turned sideways and opened the left car door for the young man. His sharp and handsome face was a little blurred at that moment: "We'll talk about it after the rematch."
Bo Jiu thought about it, and it was the only way.
After she got out of the car and walked into the villa.
The black Hummer gradually disappeared from sight.
Still feel a little messy.
The master once tried to bend her.
Break her?
She is a girl.
How to bend?
Bo Jiu threw herself on the bed, she was obviously very tired, and her stomach felt a little stuffy.
But just can't sleep.
Really can't sleep.
Probably not used to it.
After raising the princess for a few days, suddenly there was nothing in my arms.
But Bo Jiu knew that this was not the important reason.
The root of the problem lies in the breath remaining between the lips and the residual heat on the long legs that can't be dissipated no matter what.
All that became the cause.
The heartbeat didn't even seem to come back.
It's like just closing your eyes.
The handsome ascetic face and his aura when he approached can be seen in his mind, as if it can penetrate into every cell...
Bo Jiutu sat up, her silver hair fell down, her profile was perfect.
The Great God is bent.
But how would she tell God.
She is not a boy at all.
Bo Jiu really didn't think about this before.
But recall carefully now.
From the very beginning, the master has an extraordinary rejection of girls.
There is indeed a tendency to bend.
And God also has cats.
Didn't someone say that.
At least eight out of ten men who own cats are curvy.
This situation is really... Bo Jiu reached out and pressed her forehead hair, if she told the Great God, what about her secret?
Say she is a girl.
The Great God probably killed her.
Maybe you can try to often wear women's clothing in front of the great god.
Subtle first.
It should be better to delay it until after the competition.
What God likes is her in men's clothing.
But she knew very well that she was not a boy...
The twilight outside the window dyed the earth a little bit red.
Suddenly, the temperature dropped a bit.
Adjutant Zhang in the car did not dare to look back at his young master's expression so far.
Just listen to the words just now.
The young master seems to have failed in his confession?
Adjutant Zhang knew very well that since childhood, this person has always been able to easily get what he wants.
This time...
Adjutant Zhang glanced at the rear car mirror.
Only then did he realize that Qin Mo's posture hadn't changed since just now. His black forehead hair was down, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
lonely.
This is the first time that Adjutant Zhang saw this word on the young master...
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Bo Jiu trembled slightly, and opened the distance between the two of them.
Only then did she realize that the action she thought would be very offensive.
When it was reflected in the rear mirror, it completely changed the feeling.
Especially when the great god's hand was on her waist.
It looks like she is throwing her arms around the great god.
Following the young man's gaze, Qin Mo also saw the scene in the rear car mirror, and raised his mouth: "If it's in this posture, you can be on it in the future, after all, the waist is so soft."
Bo Jiu felt that she was really not good at this topic, so she took a deep breath, her eyes were clear: "Brother Mo, I am really straight, and I will always be."
"There is nothing constant in this world." Qin Mo's eyes darkened: "You don't need to give me the answer now."
Bo Jiu looked at him: "But I'm really not suitable to be your boyfriend."
"I told you that you don't need to give me the answer now." Qin Mo turned sideways and opened the left car door for the young man. His sharp and handsome face was a little blurred at that moment: "We'll talk about it after the rematch."
Bo Jiu thought about it, and it was the only way.
After she got out of the car and walked into the villa.
The black Hummer gradually disappeared from sight.
Still feel a little messy.
The master once tried to bend her.
Break her?
She is a girl.
How to bend?
Bo Jiu threw herself on the bed, she was obviously very tired, and her stomach felt a little stuffy.
But just can't sleep.
Really can't sleep.
Probably not used to it.
After raising the princess for a few days, suddenly there was nothing in my arms.
But Bo Jiu knew that this was not the important reason.
The root of the problem lies in the breath remaining between the lips and the residual heat on the long legs that can't be dissipated no matter what.
All that became the cause.
The heartbeat didn't even seem to come back.
It's like just closing your eyes.
The handsome ascetic face and his aura when he approached can be seen in his mind, as if it can penetrate into every cell...
Bo Jiutu sat up, her silver hair fell down, her profile was perfect.
The Great God is bent.
But how would she tell God.
She is not a boy at all.
Bo Jiu really didn't think about this before.
But recall carefully now.
From the very beginning, the master has an extraordinary rejection of girls.
There is indeed a tendency to bend.
And God also has cats.
Didn't someone say that.
At least eight out of ten men who own cats are curvy.
This situation is really... Bo Jiu reached out and pressed her forehead hair, if she told the Great God, what about her secret?
Say she is a girl.
The Great God probably killed her.
Maybe you can try to often wear women's clothing in front of the great god.
Subtle first.
It should be better to delay it until after the competition.
What God likes is her in men's clothing.
But she knew very well that she was not a boy...
The twilight outside the window dyed the earth a little bit red.
Suddenly, the temperature dropped a bit.
Adjutant Zhang in the car did not dare to look back at his young master's expression so far.
Just listen to the words just now.
The young master seems to have failed in his confession?
Adjutant Zhang knew very well that since childhood, this person has always been able to easily get what he wants.
This time...
Adjutant Zhang glanced at the rear car mirror.
Only then did he realize that Qin Mo's posture hadn't changed since just now. His black forehead hair was down, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
lonely.
This is the first time that Adjutant Zhang saw this word on the young master...
Bo Jiu trembled slightly, and opened the distance between the two of them.Only then did she realize that the action she thought would be very offensive.When it was reflected in the rear mirror, it completely changed the feeling.Especially when the great god's hand was on her waist.It looks like she is throwing her arms around the great god.Following the young man's gaze, Qin Mo also saw the scene in the rear car mirror, and raised his mouth: "If it's in this posture, you can be on it in the future, after all, the waist is so soft."Bo Jiu felt that she was really not good at this topic, so she took a deep breath, her eyes were clear: "Brother Mo, I am really straight, and I will always be.""There is nothing constant in this world." Qin Mo's eyes darkened: "You don't need to give me the answer now."Bo Jiu looked at him: "But I'm really not suitable to be your boyfriend.""I told you that you don't need to give me the answer now." Qin Mo turned sideways and opened the left car door for the young man. His sharp and handsome face was a little blurred at that moment: "We'll talk about it after the rematch."Bo Jiu thought about it, and it was the only way.After she got out of the car and walked into the villa.The black Hummer gradually disappeared from sight.Still feel a little messy.The master once tried to bend her.Break her?She is a girl.How to bend?Bo Jiu threw herself on the bed, she was obviously very tired, and her stomach felt a little stuffy.But just can't sleep.Really can't sleep.Probably not used to it.After raising the princess for a few days, suddenly there was nothing in my arms.But Bo Jiu knew that this was not the important reason.The root of the problem lies in the breath remaining between the lips and the residual heat on the long legs that can't be dissipated no matter what.All that became the cause.The heartbeat didn't even seem to come back.It's like just closing your eyes.The handsome ascetic face and his aura when he approached can be seen in his mind, as if it can penetrate into every cell...Bo Jiutu sat up, her silver hair fell down, her profile was perfect.The Great God is bent.But how would she tell God.She is not a boy at all.Bo Jiu really didn't think about this before.But recall carefully now.From the very beginning, the master has an extraordinary rejection of girls.There is indeed a tendency to bend.And God also has cats.Didn't someone say that.At least eight out of ten men who own cats are curvy.This situation is really... Bo Jiu reached out and pressed her forehead hair, if she told the Great God, what about her secret?Say she is a girl.The Great God probably killed her.Maybe you can try to often wear women's clothing in front of the great god.Subtle first.It should be better to delay it until after the competition.What God likes is her in men's clothing.But she knew very well that she was not a boy...The twilight outside the window dyed the earth a little bit red.Suddenly, the temperature dropped a bit.Adjutant Zhang in the car did not dare to look back at his young master's expression so far.Just listen to the words just now.The young master seems to have failed in his confession?Adjutant Zhang knew very well that since childhood, this person has always been able to easily get what he wants.This time...Adjutant Zhang glanced at the rear car mirror.Only then did he realize that Qin Mo's posture hadn't changed since just now. His black forehead hair was down, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.lonely.This is the first time that Adjutant Zhang saw this word on the young master...
