"Still want to escape?"
The way Qin Mo raised his eyebrows became difficult to escape as he leaned over. ,
Coupled with the smell of alcohol on his body, the thick sandalwood floated with his movements.
Fu Jiu knew she was going to hang up this time, and her head twitched. She actually forgot that the master had been drinking and shouldn't tease her.
At this time, the great god is obviously not as rational as usual.
He freed up one hand and pressed the young man's shoulder, originally intending to teach him a lesson, but when he saw the person below him, his thoughts were emptied.
All that remains is the warmth that remains in the memory.
Very soft to the touch.
How would it feel if you kissed me.
Or, I want to see the boy panicked.
The destructive desire hidden in his nature seemed to intensify when he touched the sweater under his hand, so that his eyes were as black as night.
Qin Mo looked really handsome and dignified.
But his background was ruthless to the bone.
Such a side face with sharp water chestnut angles, and the toughness that surged out at this moment, would make a woman's legs weak when she saw it.
Of course, it was also because of his appearance and the noises just now that the proprietress of the skewer shop thought it was two people who had gotten drunk and started fighting, so she hurried over to reach out her hand, and grabbed Qin Mo: "Hey hey hey , this young man, if you have something to say, don’t fight, don’t fight.”
Forgive the barbeque aunt for being so normal, I never thought that the pose just now might also be a kiss, after all, these are two young men!
"Let go, let go!" The proprietress grabbed Qin Mo with a righteous face.
Qin Mo looked sideways and stopped his movements, his expression was a bit indescribable.
It was Fu Jiu who laughed there, which made Qin Mo want to teach this guy a lesson.
The proprietress probably also saw the meaning in Qin Mo's eyes, she was very serious: "You look like an older brother, bigger than a person, why do you push him on the table and beat him?"
Qin Mo didn't speak, mainly because Qin Xueba had never been educated like this by anyone.
Fu Jiu smiled and said, "Auntie, it's okay, we're just kidding around."
"A joke?" The proprietress was puzzled, the action just now didn't look like a joke.
Fu Jiu put one hand in her trouser pocket: "It's really a joke, isn't it, brother." After she finished speaking, she raised her head and glanced at Qin Mo. She looked so handsome that she deserved a beating.
At this time, Qin Mo has returned to his usual appearance of a noble son. In fact, except in front of young people, Qin Shen will occasionally be ruthless. In front of other people, he will always have an aloof British temperament.
"Yeah." A very indifferent word.
The proprietress shook her head, and said to her wife: "Now the elder brother doesn't know how to let the younger brother order."
Qin Mo: ...
Fu Jiu laughed so hard that she simply tilted her head on Qin Mo's shoulder. The hairy head on top made Qin Mo endure it for a long time before he dragged the boy over to beat him up.
In front of outsiders, you really should give way.
However, he also discovered that his younger brother was the one who was getting more and more presumptuous.
Just looking to the side again, the young man's smile is too bright, like the clear halo of light when sitting at home with the window open on a warm afternoon.
Qin Mo didn't push the young man away, but just stood there, covered with frost and snow and cold, with an air of restraint all over his body, but he was dressed in black and had black eyes, giving him the appearance of a demon.
It's like two demons leaning together, Fu Jiu's evil handsomeness is not much better...