It was worth it, her superb disguise.
However, in this world, he should be the only one who knows.
Z, at some point, is like a child.
Qin Mo twitched the corners of his lips, showing a half-smile again.
Bo Jiu didn't know why, so she walked over, stood by the bed and looked at the great god who was half lying there.
Qin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the man over, his fingertips slid across the reddish left cheek: "What's the matter?"
"I was bitten by a mosquito." Bo Jiu said, wanting to reach out and scratch again.
Qin Mo blocked the boy's movement and took out a small jar of medicine from the side drawer.
The medicine Bo Jiu has never seen before, but it smells very good, it doesn't look like western medicine, but more like traditional Chinese medicine.
Qin Mo touched her face, and he was about to greet her face.
Looking at the overly long eyelashes of the Great God, Bo Jiu felt a chill on his face, followed by a very comfortable kneading, and the place where he was bitten was no longer itchy.
Bo Jiu yawned and was going to sleep with Qin Mo in his arms.
Such an opportunity is also rare, after all, the Great God is single-handed now.
Qin Mo pushed away the young man who was about to come over, and said in a calm tone, "What are you doing, you little rascal."
"Brother Mo, it's not you who asked me to sleep with you, I'll concentrate on being your pillow." Bo Jiu always spoke with ill intentions, her face was indeed very handsome, her silver hair was disheveled and a little wet , When you lift your lips and smile, you will inevitably make your heart beat faster if you are so handsome.
It's just that this trick is useful for girls, but not so useful for Qin Mo. Qin Mo reached out to cover the medicine jar, and glanced at Bo Jiu: "Did you forget something?"
"Didn't you just take the medicine?" Bo Jiu's eyes moved down, and she focused on the wrist wrapped in white bandages: "Does it hurt?"
Qin Mo flicked her forehead: "It doesn't hurt, today you are responsible for reading the bedtime story, forgot?"
She really didn't pay attention to this point. She knew that her pet liked to read before going to bed, but he used to read to her, and she never read to him.
Oh yes, once.
When the master asked her to read the novels kept in the Fu family's villa, it was basically black history for her, and she didn't want to recall it.
But this time it should be different, since it is a book chosen by the master, the style should be online.
"Which book to read?" Bo Jiuzheng'er began to lift the quilt.
Qin Mo looked at the boy's movements and raised his eyebrows.
Before he could speak, Bo Jiu opened his mouth: "It doesn't affect me as a pillow when I read. I can hold you while reading."
When Qin Mo heard the words, he felt somewhat amusing, even though the little rascal didn't call out again.
Bo Jiu also knew what the Great God meant, but it didn't affect her eating the Great God's tofu. Her whole body was full of coolness and immortality, and her index finger was already twitching.
After hugging the person she wanted to hug, Bo Jiu's mood improved a lot, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she asked Qin Mo again: "What are you reading?"
This time Qin Mo didn't push the person away, but Bo Jiu was puzzled that what the Great God gave her was not a famous book, but a mobile phone.
Bo Jiu frowned.
Qin Mo took the young man's hand, pressed her fingers, and opened the screen: "Just read it."
A spoiled concubine?
Bo Jiu looked at the title of the book that was not good enough for the second grade, and didn't expect the great master's hobby to be so curious.
Opened Qin Mo's side eyes: "What?"
"Story hunting." Bo Jiu commented: "It's a bit ridiculous."
Qin Mo groaned: "It's the kind of plot on your bookshelf where the hero can fall in love with it just by splashing on the hero's face, isn't it?"
"Brother Mo, how can this be the same." Bo Jiu said with a smile: "Every domineering president has different preferences, at least it has attracted the attention of the male lead."
While talking, Bo Jiu's fingers tapped on the phone, which was an action she would only make when she was thinking.
Why did the Great God let her read such a book.
Just when this question just came up.
Qin Mo closed his eyes: "Forget it, I'm really curious. This book was recommended to me by Lin Feng."
"At that time, I will also push a book back to him." Her only advantage is rebirth. As long as the master can't figure this out, she will not lose her vest. Since Duihua Lin pushed such a book to the master, how can she? Without retweeting, she opened WeChat, typed a book title and pasted "How a Buddy Becomes a Lover".
Soon, two words came from over there: "Damn!"
Straight men generally cannot look directly at this type of book.
Bo Jiu replied with a slight smile: "Don't recommend some messy books to the Great God in the future."
Lin Feng's stomach ache no longer, and he was sitting in the living room eating. After receiving such a WeChat message, his expression was inexplicable, so he wanted to reply.
Then I heard another voice from over there: "When did you and Little Spade get so close?"
That voice was a little cold and lazy.
But the word intimacy comes over.
Lin Feng couldn't bear it anymore, mainly because he knew that the captain was basically possessive, so he immediately replied: "Captain, it's like this, Little Spade always harass me when he has nothing to do, since that person is by your side, it's fine , Captain, you must take good care of your family, I'm still eating, so I won't be a remote light bulb."
Qin Mo hummed, held his mobile phone, looked at the young man who was lying next to him and was touching the bridge of his nose, and the corner of his mouth half-curled: "Do you want to harass Lin Feng all the time?"
"I care about his relationship with Yunshen." Bo Jiu said seriously.
Qin Mo threw the phone aside, and smiled lightly: "You still care about my relationship with you, Yunhu will definitely go abroad, and no one can stop this."
Bo Jiu was taken aback when he heard Qin Mo's words.
He didn't realize that the action of the Great God was destroying evidence.
In fact, Lin Feng has never recommended any books to the Great God.
He is a straight man, how could he read romance novels like "The Bossy Concubine".
It depends on the atmosphere.
However, at this time, when he saw the title of the book "How a Buddy Becomes a Lover" sent by Little Spade.
There was an urge to search for it.
Really, are you crazy?
He and Yunhu are already like this.
Yunhu is about to go abroad, and he needs to be more mature, as the other party said, he must be able to distinguish some issues.
It was getting darker outside.
Lin Feng raised his head and glanced outside again. He had already noticed that the bedroom opposite his bedroom had never been lit from the beginning.
In other words, Yunhu was still in the hotel with that person and did not come back.
Today, I don't plan to come back.
Right……
Lin Feng smiled, and in the end, he didn't search for any books, but opened some things about finance and economics on the computer, and read them with his glasses on.
About to move out of the compound.
I don't want to be left behind too much, I have to work hard.
He is not suitable for politics.
It can only be tossing and tossing in terms of business.