Qin Mo lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were quietly drawn down, his side profile was so handsome that it was breathtaking, Fu Jiu held his head up, it was a very beautiful picture.

However, Fu Jiu felt that the Great God was getting closer to her, and it seemed that even his aura rose up.

It seems that even breathing is entangled with each other.

Is it her illusion?

Fu Jiu tilted her head, somewhat puzzled: "Brother Mo?"

The sudden voice abruptly interrupted all the ripples between the two.

Qin Mo suddenly stopped his actions as if someone had pressed the pause button.

The difference between the lips of the two is only three centimeters.

When the breath brushed his face, Qin Mo suddenly woke up, and even his eyes shook a little.

Never before.

Is he crazy?

Must be crazy!

Qin Mo withdrew and walked out of the room with big strides, even as he walked, there was wind noise.

Fu Jiu doesn't understand?

Why does it feel like the aura of the great god has changed?

And still go out?

Why?

Fu Jiu wanted to open her eyes, but her eyes were covered with eye ointment, so she couldn't even see Qin Mo's last expression clearly.

what's the situation?

Fu Jiu couldn't figure it out, so she simply stood up, and relying on the sense of direction accumulated over the years, she walked into the bathroom counting her steps.

In short, if you want to wash off the eye ointment on your eyes, it is too unhygienic to use your hands.

Then go out to find the Great God...

At this moment, Qin Mo was only wearing a pure white shirt, with black trousers underneath, no underwear, and looked very young.

In fact, Qin Mo didn't go very far. After leaving the door, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he leaned directly on the wall outside the room.

With sexy and beautiful thin lips, I couldn't help uttering a word: "Fuck."

He wants to smoke, but he also understands that smoking is not allowed here.

He simply tore off his collar, coupled with his words, it always gave people the feeling that he was so handsome that he was a hooligan.

There are always two complicated characteristics in Qin Mo.

It's just that for so many years, nothing can make him release this other side.

However, compared to the straight suit in the company, he seems to be more suitable for the current look, which is dark and luxurious, without restraint at all.

Only when this is the case, will people feel that he is also a son.

And it is still a real existence.

The dignity on his body did not diminish at all, especially Qin Mo's face, when he looked like this, he was always very attractive.

Those people in the compound have all said that this is clearly a master who has lived among thousands of flowers.

But no one could figure out what he was thinking.

A beautiful woman passing by saw Qin Mo leaning against the wall.

Just want to go up and strike up a conversation.

The beauty smiled sweetly. She came to the hotel with her friends to play.

Because it is the best hotel, there will also be entertainment venues inside the hotel.

Rich people always bring people into the room after they are tired from playing.

Qin Mo has seen a lot of such things.

So when one of the beauties walked over, he didn't think it was strange.

However, it was obvious that the beauty overestimated her charm, and smiled softly: "Handsome guy, do you want to go down and play together?"

Qin Mo ignored her, his face was filled with the indifference of strangers not to enter.

A beautiful woman will never give up, and she finally saw such a handsome one: "Why don't you talk? Ah? Are you from Tokyo? Are you from North Korea? Or from Huaxia?"