Keep making out?

Qin Mo especially wanted to ask this guy, his eyes saw that he was making out with someone else.

Qin Mo has never been a person who would wrong himself.

Since he was unhappy, he directly pulled back the boy's back collar: "There is no need to play the game, it's better for us to talk about physics."

How long has it been since Fu Jiu experienced the feeling of being carried like a sack?

It seems that this time the Great God was angry with her again.

Aunt Zhang watched from the side, still anxious: "Master!"

An Yinghou was very leisurely: "Aunt Zhang, don't worry about them, people with good relationships will do this."

Wu Zhen also laughed.

In fact, I was not happy.

She originally thought that as long as she told about Z, Brother Mo's attention should be all on her.

How could it be like this?

Wu Zhen raised her eyes and looked at the two figures who were very close to each other.

When did Big Brother Mo think that there was something more important than solving the case?

However, even so, after hearing the title "Z", Brother Mo's reaction was obvious, and he did not reject her proposal.

Now that there are guests at home, it is obviously not practical to talk about these in detail.

Wu Zhen believed that that person would return to the crime team.

It's just a matter of time...

the other side.

Qin Mo didn't carry Fu Jiu to the study, but directly to the bedroom.

The door lock clicked.

Throwing the man directly on the bed, and then putting his arm on the side of the boy's ear, even his breath was dangerous, and he pinched Fu Jiu's chin with his fingers: "This is called intimacy, understand?"

Fu Jiu felt that this posture, with her at the bottom and the great god at the top, could breathe on her lips when speaking, and it was really not suitable for attacking, so she happily retreated: "Understood."

It's just that Qin Mo didn't get up right away.

His eyes seemed to be on those lips.

Fu Jiu once again realized that the distance between the two of them was too close.

Even then, she was still a "boy".

Can……

The Great God suddenly interrupted her thoughts: "Isn't it alright?"

Before Fu Jiu could speak, there was a slight chill on her lips.

When another person's fingertips touch your own lips, the touch is completely different.

Fu Jiu could only feel the fingertips moving outwards along the lips, making people somehow unnatural.

She turned her head away and wiped it with the back of her hand.

Qin Mo looked at the boy's movements, stretched his arms, and stood up from the bed: "Waiting for me here, you are saying something unfounded, believe it or not, I bit your mouth, and you will not recover for a month. "

Fu Jiu didn't hear the other meaning in it at first, so she raised her brows, looking very cool, quite rebellious and handsome.

Until the Great God left.

She just thought about it.

He opened his mouth and pulled the quilt over.

Inexplicably, he was taken advantage of by the Great God.

But... who the hell is impersonating her.

Fu Jiu's eyes sank.

And through today's incident, she was finally able to confirm the identity of the Great God.

Psychological criminal experts come next.

The main thing is that he should have assisted the police more than once.

Fu Jiu even had a feeling that the master might be in Huaxia's serious crime team, and he was also the main cracker of major cases.

If that's the case, it's troublesome...