The delicate softness under the palm, even through a layer of fabric, is still tactile, with a faint fragrance of warm jade.
Qin Mo's body suddenly paused, his Adam's apple rolled, and he glanced to one side.
But he couldn't control it no matter what, because of this softness, the dryness and heat from his whole body poured into one place.
That feeling is almost crazy!
But a certain guy was still smiling, evil and handsome: "Touch and see if it feels good in the hand, and the level of simulation can fool some nerds."
If Qin Mo had ever had a woman.
He certainly wouldn't be so passive.
But what Fu Jiu gambled on was that the Great God had not been close to women for a long time.
You shouldn't be able to tell the difference between real and fake.
It's a man who knows.
How did Qin Mo feel at that moment.
He stopped the car on the side of the road, and when he turned his eyes away, he happened to see the man raising his eyebrows at him with a smile.
Her thin lips were reddish, and her eyes were watery, she was no different from a fairy walking in the night.
Without even thinking about it, Qin Mo pinched Fu Jiu's chin, lowered his profile, and his eyes darkened: "If you don't want to be pinned down by me right now, just be good to me."
Fu Jiu paused.
Fingers stopped Qin Mo's movements.
It's just that the man's wrist is hard and powerful. When she grasped it, it was as if she was holding a piece of hot iron. It was hard and scorching.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Qin Mo looked at someone's expression, then withdrew his hand again, and said in a voice as indifferent as water, "If you do this kind of hooligan thing again, get out of the car."
This is not found?
Fu Jiu pursed her lips, knowing how to accept as soon as she was good.
It's just that this time the sacrifice was a bit big.
Not only was the first kiss gone, but she also took the initiative to get close to the god to fuck her.
Now her impression in the mind of the Great God is probably that person who has no three views again.
Therefore, it is not good to have too much black history.
For example, she provokes the Great God again.
The Great God will definitely throw her, the source of pollution, out through the window.
She's already out.
The Great God has tolerated her to a certain extent now.
In the final analysis, it was all because of the zero-point lights-out operation.
There was a kiss that shouldn't have happened.
When the Great God sees her in the future, he will think of him kissing a "boy" and want to settle accounts with her.
Then her advantage as a younger brother is gone.
Speaking of which, why does the Great God care so much about that kiss?
Could it be...
Fu Jiu raised her eyes: "Brother Mo, don't tell me, that was also your first kiss."
Even if you are not close to women, you should still kiss a girl when you are in adolescence.
After all, what the great god looks like is peach blossoms.
At that stop, there will definitely be girls who want to kiss him.
Holidays like Christmas Eve or Valentine's Day.
It can be proven.
The man's cold gaze confirmed Fu Jiu's idea.
"No, Brother Mo, what did you do when you were in school?"
Could it be that Xueba is destined to be different from these scumbags, who only read books and don't fall in love?
The Great God doesn't seem like such an obedient person either.
And the last time I saw the Great God and those people from No. 2 Middle School face each other, he had the aura of a boss.
In addition, Fu Jiu visited the post bar of No. 1 Middle School before.
It still retains the achievements of the great god when he was a junior high school student.
It is said that he is the regional boss, and the Second Middle School will take a detour when they see him.
Such a person really had a first kiss?
Qin Mo turned the steering wheel, and his smile became colder: "Of course I can't be compared with Master Jiu, a young master of campus confession."