Chapter 1142

Bo Jiu was really a little depressed.

But Qin Mo was standing there, with his slender legs slightly crossed, his back leaning against the bed frame, his eyes looked a bit like high-quality amber under the light.

It was obviously waiting for her to move.

Bo Jiu resigned to her fate, rolled up her sleeves, and walked over there.

"Report, I want to know where I showed my flaws?"

Her camouflage skills are good, and she won't be seen through at a glance with a quilt.

Qin Mo glanced at her, with a half-smile: "It's not like I only took you as a soldier."

In other words, the people brought by the Great God before had many methods.

"Your work is really exquisite, at least you don't use mineral water bottles that can be seen at a glance." When Qin Mo said this, he lit a cigarette with his head tilted and looked at her like that .

Bo Jiu didn't think it was a compliment.

Anyway, it was dismantled.

It's really an embarrassment I've never had before.

Since it is on-site stacking.

Bo Jiu simply returned to his original nature.

The movement is very fast, one fold, another fold, and another fold, regardless of whether it is formed or not.

That posture was handsome, and there was wind noise behind the quilt being lifted.

In the end, the quilt was arched into a ball.

But it was just arched into a ball.

Qin Mo tapped on it with his finger, and said slowly, "This is what you said, you already know how to make a quilt?"

"Ordinary people stack like this." It's not that Bo Jiu can't take care of herself, it's just that she has never been exposed to military life, so she can stack tofu cubes. No one is perfect.

Qin Mo withdrew his hand, his mood unchanged: "This is the army."

Bo Jiu paused for five words, and then removed the quilt.

When I lowered my head this time, I was much more serious than last time.

Even those brows were furrowed.

With a handsome face, he carefully measured it with his fingers, and it looked rather cute in contrast.

Such a scene made Qin Mo inexplicably familiar.

It's just that compared to these, his eyes were more on that person's furry head.

When he didn't see someone just now, he thought that someone really left.

Even the analysis of recruits can't be done.

So to say that someone is here will only distract him.

Bo Jiu folded the quilt seriously, but he didn't see Qin Mo's expression at this time.

When she wanted to fold the quilt into one piece.

Suddenly, his left hand was held down.

Immediately afterwards, what floated from behind was the familiar scent of mint tobacco, which was light and cold, and could easily make one's heart tense.

"Who taught you to fold like this?" Qin Mo turned his head and whispered into Bo Jiu's ear, "Align the lines."

Such a pose.

From the side, it looks like Qin Mo is hugging Bo Jiu.

The distance between the two people is very close.

Bo Jiu looked at that handsome face so close that the corners of his mouth curled up.

When he was young, he also taught himself to fold things.

It's just that the dumplings were stacked at that time.

Well, Bo Jiu always thinks that making dumplings is just stacking dumplings.

The whole face she learned was spent, and she didn't learn it.

It seems that she is really not very good at manual work.

Bo Jiu turned her head again and looked at Qin Mo's profile.

Because of the light, the straight bridge of the nose and the porcelain-white chin seemed to glow.

She's so handsome, how did she learn how to fold quilts, she only cares about people, and it's the same with making dumplings when she was young.

Bo Jiugang wanted to fold it seriously...