No. 1655 I Am Here (Part 3)

Suddenly.

Bo Jiu's shoulders trembled and he blushed fiercely: "It's itchy."

"Really? Itchy?" Qin Mo's eyes seemed to reflect water under the moonlight: "Is it just itchy?"

Even Bo Jiu could only half-arch in his arms after hearing those words. Probably only in this way could he hold on for a minute.

Qin Mo thought that she probably never knew that the more she looked like this, the more he would not want to leave.

As if possessed.

The touch is as smooth as satin, and softer than satin. It has a fine hand feel, like warm jade from ancient times.

Also, the smell of her body... Qin Mo turned his head, the tip of his nose brushed her hair, and his eyes deepened.

Bo Jiu bit her thin lips. Two buttons of her hospital clothes had been torn open, revealing her delicate collarbone and slight roundness. At a sudden glance, her skin was as white as snow. In such a night, only It will make the temperature even hotter.

She didn't know what kind of state the great god was in. Bo Jiu could only hear his own heartbeat, which was very loud.

She had never sweated so much before, and as the strength of her fingertips increased, she unconsciously let go of her thin lips.

Even the voice was light and sweet. This minute was actually not easy for Qin Mo, but it seemed that this was the only way to be sure that she was still there.

Bo Jiu calmed down his breathing. After looking at Qin Mo for a while, he pushed him down on the hospital bed with a backhand: "Brother Mo, something is wrong with you. Look at me. Am I not here?"

"Huh?" Qin Mo raised his hand and touched the face with his fingertips. He obviously didn't like it at first, but why did he like it more and more and still be so disobedient?

Bo Jiu leaned over in the moonlight: "I'm right here."

Qin Mo looked at the postures of the two people: "You want to talk to me like this?"

Bo Jiu hummed, and then kissed his lips, very evilly: "You don't need to use other methods to confirm whether I am here, I just tell you."

Qin Mo met those eyes. The moonlight shone on her snow-white shoulders. Half of the hospital gown had fallen down to her arms. She looked like that, making his throat tighten.

"Idiot." Qin Mo opened his thin lips slightly. After spitting out these two words, he pressed Bo Jiu's head on his chest, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Bo Jiu just moved his fingers.

The low voice came again.

"My head hurts."

"Especially when I know you are chasing someone, your headache feels like it's going to explode."

do not know why.

On such a night, hearing such a faint voice, Bo Jiu always felt that there was a sense of grievance hidden in it.

"What now?" Bo Jiu moved upward, then stretched out his hand and hugged Qin Mo's head.

Qin Mo paused and said nothing at first. After a while, his voice came out: "It's okay."

Bo Jiu saw those sexy thin lips and pursed her lips slightly. Her heart melted because of the cuteness. She was arrogant and arrogant at the same time. This was a great god, just like a little princess.

"Then let me tell Brother Mo a story." When Bo Jiu was a child, he hoped that one day she would tell him a bedtime story, otherwise he would not be able to determine his status in the family.

Qin Mo turned his face sideways and let the body temperature of someone warm him little by little. The blood in his eyes gradually faded away, and his head no longer hurt so much. He naturally showed his true colors: "Can you tell me? What story? Did the domineering president fall in love with me, or did he force that little wife? "

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