Both of them were wet from top to bottom.

Bo Jiu could clearly feel that the water droplets fell on her collarbone drop by drop along the black forehead hair hanging down by the Great God. I don't know if it was because the temperature was too high, and there was always a feeling of being burned.

The gasping sound was still there.

It is because of the man's repression that he becomes more charming.

In the end, Qin Mo still didn't take the guy under him.

Instead, he hugged him and went into the bathroom together.

Turned on the shower, and the ice-cold water was showered on the top of the head.

Bo Jiu woke up instantly after being drenched, her silver hair was still messy, she sneezed solidly, her eyes just looked at Qin Mo in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled suddenly, very evil and ruffian gas.

After all, it was rare to see the Great God in such a mess.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, grabbed him back, and held him in his arms: "Do you really want me to pick you up?"

"No, brother Mo, the water is cold, I'll shower it with you, okay?" Bo Jiuhua said this, but still couldn't hide the obvious gloating.

Qin Mo once again doubted his own taste. Apart from his face, this guy can be seen in other places. What does he like about her? But just like this, he still feels that the boy who is secretly smiling is so cute that people want to hug her and rub her. rub.

Qin Mo really did that: "Why is it not good, the two of you shower together, don't worry, it will warm you up and won't make you catch a cold."

Qin Mo always moved as soon as he said he wanted to, and rubbed his left hand directly on the young man's back, and Bo Jiu couldn't escape even with a shudder.

The last two people don't know how long they stayed in the bathroom.

Anyway, classmate Bo Jiu was beaten to be honest, with a hot face, shaking the tips of his red ears, saying "I rely on you", which represents infinite meaning.

I couldn't wear my previous clothes, so I wore a big bath towel.

On the other hand, the great god, because he had taken off his clothes before, he was still wearing a battle uniform, and his body was straight and exuded an inviolable dignity.

Most importantly, I feel visibly refreshed.

Who is oppressing whom?

Bo Jiu was still a little depressed before hearing the Great God say that he went downstairs for dinner.

Later, hearing what the Great God said, he ordered thirty crayfish for her alone, and asked her if she would like to eat them.

Little depression or something, it will disappear quickly.

After all, Xiaomi, the god, has come to curry favor with her domineering president, so she can't be too embarrassing.

Eat lobster, drink Budweiser, and get together before the game.

For this meal, all the members of the Imperial League were there.

Everyone's eyes swept over the silver-haired boy intentionally or unintentionally.

In the end, Lin Feng came forward, with a glass of wine, and a word, all said to the young man: "I admire you, buddy!"

It is a miracle that people who use too much force on the captain can survive.

With the lobster claws in her mouth, Bo Jiu glanced at Yunhu's direction when clinking glasses with one hand, and said meaningfully, "You can do it too."

Lin Feng, who understood the meaning, really wanted to swear.

This is probably the relationship between boys.

Impossible without alcohol, without cigarettes, without dirty words.

This is the man of the north.

To express affection, always hammer shoulders with fists.

But at this moment, Bo Jiu still didn't forget to turn her head to ask Xue Yaoyao who was in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Xue Yaoyao came back to her senses, her eyes were clear: "It's nothing, I just think it's really good."

Bo Jiu laughed when she heard this, and took away the wine glass in her hand: "Girls, drink less."

Xue Yaoyao has something to ask.

I don't know if it is too sensitive.

She always felt that the recent Jiudian was different from the previous state.

how to say.

It was as if something had come to an end.

Always ready to end...