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Bo Jiuxin said, isn't that good?

Just about to get up.

The wrist was pressed again.

"You don't want to read what I prepared for you?" Qin Mo said casually.

Bo Jiu asked: "What?"

Game?

She has also played Super Mario.

However, she found that educated people confessed differently from others.

What she could learn from pornographic books was sending flowers and cars.

The one from the great master is still of a higher quality.

But as a domineering president, you don’t have to think too much.

One of them is responsible for romance, and the other is responsible for throwing money.

Quite appropriate.

Anyway, he likes whatever she gives.

Qin Mo did not answer her question and just asked her to wait.

The night got a little deeper.

The entire church is like a lit temple, with the gold of light flowing out.

Some people say that the hell in the West is not as full of blood as people imagine.

In the West, Lucifer is the ruler of hell.

The beautiful archangel who lived underground in the holy city of Jerusalem, after falling into heaven, built the most beautiful palace in hell, which was like a church on earth.

However, there is no more Holy Light.

The scene at this time is very similar to the description of hell in the West.

The wind blew very softly, and no sound could be heard, except for the occasional black feathers and petals falling.

The lake over there seemed to be the legendary other shore, very quiet.

The moonlight was cold, and the stars filled the sky, outlining the entire Milky Way.

Bo Jiu stood up, his eyes shining.

Is it this one?

The great god asked her to wait.

Bo Jiugang turned his head and wanted to ask.

I saw him leaning forward and lighting something on fire.

It's a Kongming Lantern.

There are two characters written on it: Mo and Jiu.

After a sky lantern was raised, it was like issuing a command.

Hundreds of Kongming lanterns rise in the wind and fill the entire night sky.

It wasn't lit by an open flame.

It's more like the wind generated by electricity.

Use the most ancient direction of China to express it.

This is probably what Qin Mo wants to do.

He stood there erect, his clothes fluttering, and when the wind blew, the corners of his robes rustled.

He also held a Kongming lantern in his hand, just like an ancient gentleman in white.

The church with thousands of lights behind him seemed unable to resist his deep eyes.

All the stars fell on his eyes.

That scene that seemed to only appear in comics is now reflected in people's eyes.

This is not like China.

In the shopping street of Fifth Avenue, people's eyes were filled with surprise when they saw a patch of lights lighting up in the distance.

"What is that? So beautiful."

Someone was giving popular science to a friend: "That's a Kongming Lantern, something from the East."

"Why are there so many there? Should we go and take a look?"

"It's so beautiful. Someone must be making a wish."

A large sky lantern occupied the sky above the entire church.

Almost everyone can see the word Mojiu floating on it.

Those who couldn't understand Chinese characters thought they were symbols with special meaning.

At the foot of the mountain, in a pure black sedan, You Sixin leaned back, looked at the sky lanterns, and said to the people next to him: "You can rest assured now, Qin Mo's coquettish character, if not If you love someone badly, you won't do such a thing, so regarding Z's safety, you can rest assured that Qin Mo has come to the fifth level just for Z, so naturally he will not arrest her again, but will only take a good look at her. If these two people join forces, others will only have a headache..."

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