Chapter 929, Continue to Take Advantage

Bo Jiu probably knew how to explain something, but it was of no use now.

The rosiness on his face became thicker and thicker because of Qin Mo's kneading force.

Even the tips of my ears felt hot.

But the great god was still saying in her ear: "So, this is the place where the body was said to grow before?"

Bo Jiu no longer wanted to talk.

As for how to act like a gangster, she is no match for the master.

With calm eyes, he wanted to take the opportunity to open the car door.

After noticing her movements, Qin Mo barely paused. Just as Bo Jiu looked back, he kissed hers fiercely with his thin lips, without any warning, hot and crazy.

Bo Jiu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he leaned over and blocked him.

Hot lips and tongues intertwined.

It was as if the air had been sucked out of my brain.

Only a patch of gray was left.

That kind of breath seeping in seems to be able to destroy a person's will.

The smell of tobacco and the scent of sugar lingering between the lips and teeth.

The boy's young body was gradually teased and turned into a puddle of soft water.

Because we were in the car, we could even hear the ambiguous sound.

The voice was very cold when it came out, mixed with a slight hoarseness, floating gently in the air, making the atmosphere instantly become extremely confusing...

Looking at the person with weak legs in his arms, Qin Mo smiled and slowly moved his lips downwards. From his neck to his white back, he didn't know how his shirt looked like it had been ravaged by him.

Bo Jiu would be taken down if she moved her wrists. These handcuffs were not locked casually. They really seemed to remove her fighting power.

The reflection could be clearly seen on the car window, and their posture was more ambiguous than intimate.

Even though the shirt was still hanging on Bo Jiu's body, it was so messy and had so many buttons ripped open that it was better not to wear it.

When the smooth white shoulders fell outside.

Qin Mo bit the fragile left shoulder.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but tremble.

Wet kisses covered her tightly.

The tingling sensation coming from the tail bone can awaken the deepest desire in the body with every stroke.

Bo Jiu wanted to break away, reaching out to push the person away.

He seemed to be unable to control it. He locked her hands above her head and pressed them against the car window. Her black hair fell from her forehead, sexy and charming, and her deep eyes were full of scarlet desire.

She couldn't help but tremble a little, probably because she was kissed or touched.

Even the breath in his nose could not tell whether it was hers or his.

Such a posture.

There is no need for Qin Mo to do anything else.

Bo Jiu could also feel the firmness pressing against her back. Even through her trousers, it was still clearly visible and scary.

"Do you know what's the best way to compare sizes?" The voice in his ears became extremely hoarse. Mixed with the ink outside the car window, the face was still too noble and gorgeous. Even at this time, his forehead The skin on her front was covered with sweat due to a certain kind of endurance, and her temples were also wet with sweat. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, but she was many times sexier than usual.

People often say that beauty is a disaster.

I had never seen what Qin Mo looked like when he was in love.

Not only women, but also men, when they see him, they can't help but want to get closer to him.

Even a little bit.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his slightly swollen and hot lips with his fingertips.

The gender-transcending handsomeness, combined with the rustling dullness, sounded in the car, and it was simply sin-inducing: "Put it in, so you can fully experience its size."

?Comes with a small theater.

Interview: "Z, what do you think about the fact that yesterday it was announced to the world that your name is Bo Jiu, but people still insist on searching for you and calling you by the wrong name?"

"You interviewed me twice for a name? Are you trying to cause trouble?" Bo Jiu crossed his legs: "Dad doesn't want to be interviewed a third time about the name."

Interview: "...Dad?"

Bo Jiu smiled, with a hint of sycophancy: "Dad, the money owner, after your desert god is kidnapped by me, what is your new name for me? Isn't it cool?"

Interview:…