Chapter 1782 Sweet Punishment, Mo 9

Bo Jiu, who was brought to the room by the master, knew very well.

The great god wants to settle accounts with her.

Lin Huahua's pig teammate really hurt her.

Rather than being passive, there is no need to strike preemptively.

This is Bo Jiuyi's usual style.

So as soon as she arrived in the room, she spoke with a slightly sincere expression: "I can explain."

"Oh?" Qin Mo glanced at her and turned the poker on his finger. After hearing this, he threw the poker on the coffee table and leaned back, not hurrying or slowing down.

Bo Jiuyi smiled: "You see, I'm a girl, right?"

"Huh?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, and his whole attitude was, you can start your performance.

Bo Jiu felt that she was disrespected by this attitude.

He reached out his hand, cupped the man's face, and then continued: "My grandpa, the housekeeper, has taught me since I was a child that as a lady, I should be reserved in doing things."

Qin Mo laughed when he heard this.

"What are you laughing at?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Qin Mo took the guy's hand away and said in a slow voice: "Then you are really a failed education case."

Bo Jiu smiled indifferently: "Anyway, as a lady, I also want to save face, right? If you finally forget my dark history, I will definitely say that you are the one who chased me. There is nothing wrong with that, Brother Mo. "

"It sounds like you are quite happy that I have lost my memory." Qin Mo flicked the man's hand away: "Go over there."

Bo Jiu: ...Isn’t it? You’re not even allowed to eat tofu?

"It seems that my financial backer always misses the point." Qin Mo smiled and said, "Let me ask in a different way. Is it your preference to confess your feelings when you see someone who is good-looking?"

Bo Jiu immediately denied: "Of course not, this is a misunderstanding."

"Really? Why don't we talk about it, which one of you have confessed your love to me for the first time?" Qin Mo's chuckle made people feel particularly dangerous.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes: "The first and only one."

Qin Mo looked at those bright black and white eyes, which were so clear that only his face could be reflected.

He didn't expect this answer.

After all, those words of complaint just now did not seem to be fabricated out of thin air.

When Bo Jiu said this, he pursed his thin lips slightly: "To be honest, Brother Mo, you are so good-looking, who else should I confess to besides you?"

Ha, this sentence is meant to coax him again.

He thought so, but at this moment, Qin Mo turned his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly visible.

It can be seen that he likes this very much.

Bo Jiu didn't see this smile, and continued: "You have forgotten now how difficult it is to chase you. When I first met you when I was a child, you looked like a doll because of your length. It’s so beautiful that I can’t even bear to speak loudly to you. You don’t know that I was very fierce when I was a child, but I was very gentle to you. It’s a pity that you don’t appreciate it. You always think I’m dirty and you have to wash my hands before eating. You wash yourself after eating and even before going to bed, as if you think I’m troublesome, but they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so even if you look like that, I think you’re cute.”

Otherwise, why would I regard you as a girl?

Of course, Bo Jiu would never say this.

"I realized my feelings at that time, and shyly went to you holding my piggy bank, and confessed to you."

Having said this, Bo Jiu pursed her thin lips again: "However, the result was not satisfactory."

When Qin Mo heard this, he glanced at her: "Shy? Are you sure you are suitable for this kind of adjective?" He could not imagine that the tender scene just now could be made by this person.

"I was still very innocent back then." I really wanted to buy you, but unfortunately you were too expensive.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows casually: "Really? My innocent sponsor fell in love with me at first sight when he was a child?"

"Well, I was three and a half years old at that time." Bo Jiu took the opportunity to hold the master's hand: "Do you understand the feeling of your heart being electrocuted?"

Qin Mo calmly agreed to her action, and then raised his lips in a funny way: "A three-and-a-half-year-old child can feel the feeling of his heart being electrocuted.

I don't quite understand. "

This guy is really capable, and his heart was shocked.

Bo Jiuyi's face was deep: "That's right, I didn't understand it at the time, but now that I think about it, I just like you too much."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Mo couldn't bear it any longer, and pushed the person down on the sofa with his backhand. He looked down at the person below him, his handsome face turned half sideways, and his breath slowly hit Bo Jiu's face. On the ear: "That's the end of the nonsense. As for the donor's private life, I only have one request to make. Since you have chosen me, you will always choose me. Do you understand? If the donor is too carefree, I am not sure. I will do it. What happened..."

Bo Jiu wanted to speak, but his breath was disrupted by his kiss.

Not only the kiss, but also the hand he stretched out. In that posture, he lifted up the hem of her clothes and reached in from small to top.

Bo Jiu's whole body was hot, and he couldn't shake off the tingling sensation he brought. His clothes and hair were messy, full of ambiguous beauty, and his face was stained with blush.

The kiss that gradually heated up in her ears made her legs feel weak, and her voice became a little intermittent because of his hands: "Outside, we still need to play games..."

"I know how to fight." Qin Mo said, leaning forward and kissing the side of her neck: "But my sponsor, when I am pleasing you, shouldn't you be more attentive, huh?"

This is far from pleasing, it is clearly a sweet and tickling punishment.

He rubbed almost all of her body, but refused to give her permission. He was like a seductive demon, whispering in her ear, his voice was very hoarse: "Have you confessed to other people, huh?"

"I never did." The sound of friction between the clothes made Bo Jiu more and more unbearable. She simply turned the passive situation into active, wrapped her long legs around his waist, and then smiled and kissed his Adam's apple, like a mermaid under the sea, with charm everywhere: "Speaking of which, Brother Mo, you are really patient."

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly deepened because of her actions.

The person in his arms knew too well how to crush his reason.

The saying that beauty can be seen from bones is true.

The smooth and smooth skin is like jade.

In addition, when she was talking, the corners of her lips and the eye at the end of her eyes were like a demon who turned into a beautiful woman in the world, specially touched up, specifically to seduce the scholar.

She seemed ready, waiting for someone to pick her.

Her clothes were messy, her collarbone was delicate, her chest was round, and her shirt was lifted up by his hand, revealing a section of white and smooth.

It was enough to trigger anyone's impulse.

And such a scene was all from his hand.

Including her passion.

Qin Mo pulled with one hand, and then smiled slowly: "Do you want to be in bed all day today? Don't want to play games? If so, just keep teasing."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu changed his posture, like a little gangster: "What a pity, the time and place are not suitable."

"Don't feel sorry, if you want to come, you can continue." Qin Mo was about to lean over, and the smile on his thin lips was so obvious.

Bo Jiu finally stopped people, of course he would not be stupid enough to continue to be punished: "No, business is important, you have to know that I am a considerate girlfriend."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and let her go.

Bo Jiu stretched out his hand to straighten the shirt, and pulled the god away.

But the man did not move. He tilted his head and looked at her again. He just let her pull him like that, with one hand supporting his chin carelessly, his voice was still very hoarse: "Are you going to let me go like this?"

What's wrong with this?

At first, Bo Jiu didn't understand what it meant.

Later, when she lowered her eyes, her long legs touched the place where he had obviously changed, and her face was hot.

But he was still the same, noble and abstinent, making people want to touch him.

It is estimated that only gods can be so seductive when they are emotional.

After half a minute.

That place has no tendency to cool down.

Bo Jiu still maintained the previous posture: "Do you want me to help you?"

"How to help?" Qin Mo glanced sideways.

Bo Jiu whispered something.

Qin Mo smiled: "With your hands?"

Bo Jiu hummed, his eyes were very beautiful: "What? You don't like it?"

This guy is also bold.

Often straightforward, people can't resist.

Qin Mo saw that she was about to move, and all the disguises were about to be removed. Then he held her hand: "You will only add fuel to the fire if you do this. You are almost crazy."

It was the first time that Bo Jiu heard the master say such words. She was stunned and was pulled into the bathroom.

The cold water was turned on.

He asked her to stand outside the polished glass.

Even so, Bo Jiu could feel his breath floating.

Five minutes.

It was indeed faster than her helping him.

When he came out, he had changed his clothes, holding a towel on his head with one hand, his black hair was still dripping with water, and his whole body was fresh after the bath.

Just like that, the two of them left the room and walked to the machine room.

Lin Feng, who was still eating over there, immediately said after seeing the two people: "Little Black Peach, what did you talk about? Why did the captain take a bath? We have almost finished the dessert prepared by the housekeeper!"

Hearing this, Bo Jiu elegantly took the only remaining piece of blueberry crisp and stuffed it into his mouth, then smiled: "Senior Lin, you should stop talking today."

Lin Feng's eyes were round, quite puzzled, why not let him speak?

Seeing this, Bo Jiu turned his head and asked the God: "Brother Mo, why did you ask him when so many people didn't ask?" Asking others, her black history will not be dug up!

"Of course, the captain trusts me!" Lin Feng finished eating and was about to straighten his proud little chest.

But he was interrupted by his captain's slow words: "Because the characteristics of the pig teammates are more obvious."

Instantly, Lin Feng froze.

Has the captain really lost his memory?

Why has his poisonous tongue not diminished at all?

It's terrible!

Even if the captain has lost his memory, is he still following this routine?

Should he cry that he was tricked just now, or should he be glad that he has seen more hope that the captain will recover...

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