1775 Drag Into the Office for Private Chat

"Finished?" Qin Mo's voice sounded slowly, and it was still a bit cold when he listened carefully.

Bo Jiu moved back, and then seemed to think of something.

After using the slide of the chair to be side by side with Qin Mo, he then stood up, put one hand on the chair handle, leaned his head, and placed his kiss on the side of his face in front of everyone. Handsome and arrogant boy; "After the fight, ask the captain for a reward."

At this moment, Qin Mo's mouth curled up, he pulled the person to his side, and looked at the stunned newcomers over there: "Leave the top five in the data."

Xiao Mobei stood up, carrying his schoolbag and lined up at the front of the line.

Qin Mo glanced at him and didn't say much, but he knew very well that this "little boy" was in a good mood.

Xiao Mobei was really in a good mood. Even though there was no emotion on that little face, he was very happy in his heart.

Being able to play games with God Z was not what she expected at all.

And... it seems like he was touched just now.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mobei stretched out his hand and touched his head.

This made Qin Mo's eyes look deeper.

The next thing, all handed over to Lin Feng.

He dragged someone up to the office on the top floor, and then locked the door.

Bo Jiu hasn't figured out what's going on.

He was pressed by the Great God on the office sofa and kissed.

All I could smell was the faint mint scent.

His thin lips were close to her ears, and even his voice could bring out the slightest numbness: "I had a lot of fun playing the game just now? Huh?"

"General." Bo Jiu's body trembled, and he noticed that his hand slipped in, and even his eyes brought out the mist.

Qin Mo held down the man's waist and lowered his eyes slightly: "When you see a good-looking child, you want to take it home and raise it. When will you change it?"

"There is only one that I want to raise." Bo Jiu immediately understood why.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Then you also assist the other party.

"

"Brother Mo, that's really a little girl." Bo Jiu felt that he had to make it clear.

Qin Mo snorted: "When you first saw me, you also said that I was a little girl."

Bo Jiu: ...Have you held revenge for so long?

"Lin Feng is still there, you can ask him to ask." Bo Jiu suggested.

Qin Mo leaned over: "He will ask, let's solve your problem slowly."

"What else do I have, um..."

All Bo Jiu's next words were replaced by each other's kisses and hands.

Qin Mo was also really jealous.

Even as a child, he did not want to be surpassed.

The numbness came from the coccyx, and Bo Jiu was locked in his arms by him, and moving it would only get closer to him.

His hands were inside the clothes, and the force of the kneading made it impossible to resist.

Even the friction across the trousers is the same.

Bo Jiu wanted to move, but he held down his long legs, and the voice was still in her ear: "In the future, don't touch other people's heads, understand?"

The breath of that speech was a little heavy.

The air in the room is getting warmer.

The more this is the case, the more seductive Qin Mo can see.

Once that handsome face is touched by other things, it is like a noble god falling from the sky, there is a faint evil on it, and people can't help but want to be controlled by him more.

And Qin Mo didn't intend to let her go.

He stretched out his hand and tore off the black battle uniform that was on her body, leaned down, supported her back with one hand, placed a kiss on her shoulder, and then slowly slid down...