Chapter 1290

There are still drops of water on the white jade-like ankles, and the back is surrounded by a towel, and the hazy watery look is all over the body, shining a little under the light.

Those eyes were foggy black.

It really does look like a siren.

Especially when smiling, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the walking posture is upright, bringing out the ultimate beauty.

It doesn't seem to be embarrassing because of this appearance.

Bo Jiu touched his own cheek, looking very handsome.

She originally planned to throw people down directly.

Who knew that before he could move, the man dragged her into his arms again.

Wrapping her was a dry bath towel.

Even her eyes were surrounded inside.

"Brother Mo." Bo Jiu felt that the Great God was a bit invincible, she couldn't even see it, so how could he do it.

Qin Mo looked at the little hooligan who wanted to play cool after being drenched in the water, but now he looked like an angry cat, stretching out his paws in disbelief, trying to act coquettishly.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and pressed the guy's head directly on his shoulder.

Bo Jiu was finally at peace, because she found that the big bath towel surrounded her not alone, but two people.

The great god is also wrapped in it, and what she directly touches is his skin, um, that's how it should be, how to play with her sense of distance.

Bo Jiu's eyes were crooked with a smile, and he was about to move his hands.

"Do you want to do something bad?" Qin Mo freed one hand, and pressed someone's restless paw, raised his eyebrows, and was a little funny: "It seems that my lord, the benefactor, likes me very much."

Bo Jiu raised her head, looked at Qin Mo, and smiled with a black belly: "Yes, yes."

"If you like it, you can't touch it." Qin Mo took care of the person, really like taking care of a domestic prey: "Turn around and look in the mirror."

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Blow your hair." Always do something that doesn't make people fanciful to divert attention, so the master comes out with a hair dryer, and now raises one hand high, and the aura is very strong.

Bo Jiu thought about it, she can't force others, it's not good to bully the master while he lost his memory.

"Okay, blow your head."

Turning around, it turned out that her entire back was leaning on his chest, and the two of them were wrapped in the same bath towel, not too big or too small, just right, such a posture that even the Great God couldn't eat tofu.

However, after hearing someone's sigh, Qin Mo laughed again: "What? I'm disappointed to blow your head? What bad things are you thinking about all day long?"

"I want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu felt the soft wind blowing over her head, and she was full of smiles: "It's so obvious, Brother Mo can't see it?"

Qin Mo looked at that face, couldn't help it anymore, stretched out his hand and pinched it: "I'm very expensive, first dry your silver hair."

"Silver hair?" Bo Jiu tilted his head: "The most popular grandma gray is quite handsome, isn't it handsome?"

Qin Mo met those black and white eyes, the tear mole was particularly obvious, the nose, mouth and even the joint bones were very beautiful, he moved a bit, half bent down and kissed that mouth, his eyes were deep and deep : "It's really beautiful."

So far, the most pleasing prey he has seen.

"Not as good-looking as you." What Bo Jiu said was true. Princess Qin has been good-looking since she was a child.

Qin Mo's fingers slowly ran across the boy's hair, while the hair dryer was still blowing gently: "Are you sure you want to use the word "good-looking" to describe me? No man would like to have this adjective on his body."

"Stunning beauty?" Bo Jiu thought about the idioms she had learned.

Qin Mo frowned again.

"Blue face and troublesome water?" These four words always fit.

Qin Mo smiled, and opened his mouth very slowly: "Why don't you say that I am Huo Guo Da Ji?"

"How can you compare with Daji?" Bo Jiu smiled: "You are much prettier than Daji."

Seeing that you are so comfortable to hold, I won't throw you out through the window, Qin Mo just came to the idea.

Then the man said again: "Brother Mo, I must have been a foolish king in ancient times. If you were Daji and wanted to confuse the country, I would definitely confuse you casually. If you say I am like this, are you too impulsive? You are not good, I just want to beat someone up, no wonder you always said that I was impulsive when I was a child, um, I was quite impulsive."

Hearing this, Qin Mo turned off the hair dryer, and tapped her face rhythmically with his fingers: "I don't think you are impulsive at all."

Every word he uttered seems to be able to seep into people's hearts.

So cunning.

"I'm still impulsive, for example, I really want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu turned her head over again, her tone was a little lazy: "So Brother Mo, if I do anything to you, you must stop me, I will This person can't stand beauty tricks the most, you can use it more."

Qin Mo laughed in a low voice, and he wasn't pretending until now. He put the hair dryer aside, and his demeanor was a little alienated: "You can even tell that I'm using the beauty trick?"

"It's just a pity that I don't need it to the end." When Bo Jiu smiled, she sneezed, and then said: "Don't let me taste the sweetness."

Qin Mo glanced at the person in front of him, frowned, then raised his hand and hugged him horizontally, walked into the room, and stuffed him directly into the quilt.

Bo Jiu groaned: "There are so many covers, it's too heavy." After tearing through a quilt, he didn't even eat tofu.

"Where's the medicine?" Qin Mo answered irrelevantly.

Bo Jiu was held down, unable to move: "What medicine?"

"Cold medicine." Qin Mo said, and pushed someone in who was about to show up.

Bo Jiu suddenly realized that the Great God cared about her sneezing just now, and thought she was sick again, so he wanted to find medicine?

Still let her enjoy the sweetness.

Bo Jiu only showed a pair of eyes, and the corners of his mouth under the quilt were smiling.

Qin Mo tilted his head, seeing this scene, he naturally knew that he had overreacted just now. After pausing his fingers, he sat on the edge of the bed and smiled casually: "Are you very proud?"

"No, actually, I also feel a little cold and uncomfortable. I must have soaked in the bathtub just now." Bo Jiu pressed her head with her hand to make herself look more sincere.

Qin Mo's smile deepened: "Cold? Then add another quilt."

The Almighty is a man of his word, he opened the closet, took out a summer quilt, and put it on someone's body: "Is it much warmer now?"

"Yeah." What else could Bo Jiu say, the scene she had teased was about to finish in the heat: "I'm just a little thirsty." Drinking some water can always cool down.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Thirsty? How about I go get you a cup of hot water?"

hot water?

Bo Jiu waved her hand: "Forget it, I'm not that thirsty."

The master is so black-bellied, he might as well continue to use beauty tricks on her.

Qin Mo watched that face turn red, his figure pressed down, and even his breath was a little impetuous: "I'll ask you one last time, is it cold or hot?"