Chapter 1383

What's it like to have a boyfriend with an unfathomable IQ and a black belly.

Honey, stop talking.

That's what Bo Jiu did. He stretched out his hand and pressed it behind Qin Mo, with the corner of his mouth slightly tilted forward.

Qin Mo did not expect this kiss.

Obviously being kissed was a little sudden.

But soon, he took the initiative, pushed her away, but pressed his forehead against her: "There is something for you."

and also?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, Qin Mo had already thrown something over.

A dark red account book?

Bo Jiu hasn't spoken yet.

Just then the voice next to my ear rang again; "It's not that I'm going to give it to you, this is considered a real entity."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu raised her eyes: "How did you get your household registration book?" Those who joined the army should be more complicated.

"Your mother-in-law can handle this kind of thing, isn't it difficult?" Qin Mo casually kissed someone's eyes.

Bo Jiu coughed uncomfortably, her ears were a little red, mother-in-law or something, why did the master say it so naturally.

However, with the household registration book of the great god, it is really a trap.

Well, the domineering president always holds the household registration book of his sweetheart, which suits her very well in some respects.

Of course, the world would be a better place if the Great God didn't say the next sentence.

"So, shouldn't we go home and talk carefully about your body derailment during the game? Huh?"

Bo Jiu: ...

She really underestimated the great god's ability to hold vengeance.

The result of the chat.

Just after returning home.

He hugged her onto the sofa and coaxed her to say a lot of embarrassing things.

Such a sinking force almost prevented her from holding on for long, including his heavy breathing and that handsome face covered with thin sweat, the nobleness and abstinence made it hard for anyone to refuse, no matter male or female.

Bo Jiu didn't even know when they ended, but she heard her pulse and heartbeat gradually become less intense, and before the numbness in her body dissipated, she was hugged again by him.

The temperature in the room rose again.

The sound of water splashing on the ground can be heard.

The mist, mixed with sound, floated from the well-shaped lips.

Probably out of fear of who would hear it.

Bo Jiu subconsciously bit the voice.

But there was a chuckle from him: "Do you think the servants are still there? We are the only ones here."

Bo Jiu trembled: "Slow, um, slow down."

But I don't know that such a voice will make people even more uncontrollable.

Qin Mo thought that she would never know how beautiful she was.

Because the complexion is too white, delicate as fat.

So every time, she will have a thin layer of powder all over her body.

And a face is always so dandy, Qi Er's broken hair sticking behind his ears, especially the way his clothes are stained with water, will only make people want her more...

suddenly.

The passionate kiss fell on the body like flower petals.

Bo Jiu closed her eyes and endured.

"Good boy." The man's voice was low and deep, and when he disappeared into the night, he looked even more sexy...

Near the early morning, he realized that his hand had penetrated into her pajamas again.

Bo Jiugang said one word: "Tired".

His kiss fell next to her ear: "Hey, take the medicine, it's good for your body."

medicine?

Bo Jiu no longer has the mind to think about these things.

What I could feel was the man's gentle movements and the scent of medicine in his breath.

Qin Mo did have medicine in his hands, specially prepared by someone. Such prescriptions are rare. If you want to find an old Chinese doctor, you will use precious medicinal materials picked from the Qinghai-Tibet line. It is really good for girls. Can nourish the body.

It's just that the medicine is not easy to come by.

The Chinese medicine practitioner has a weird temper.

Even if you have money, you may not be able to spend it.

It was Qin Mo who specifically asked for it after he quarreled with someone about the medicine last time.

The old Chinese doctor originally thought that a brother like this must have done some evil things, so he wanted to use this to heal that injury.

Come down three times.

Only then did the old Chinese doctor know that this man was too affectionate and wanted this prescription because he was afraid of hurting his lover.

As he said: "My wife is a little small."

The old Chinese doctor was blowing his beard at the beginning: "It's a little small, how small?" "The main reason is that this son is not very old.

Qin Mo chuckled: "I'm an adult, I'm going to college this year."

"That's okay." The old Chinese doctor agreed to give him the medicine.

However, in the end, it was because Qin Mo was so good at chess that he would beat the old man every time.

Really can't even find an excuse.

But the old Chinese doctor could tell that this man really cared too much about his little girlfriend.

Many successful people like them say that money is important. In fact, time is the most important thing for them.

But no matter how he made excuses to procrastinate, that man was very patient and even tested every medicinal material himself.

This kind of cooking is probably done only when it hurts a person to the bone.

The old Chinese doctor was still thinking that if this man brought his girlfriend over next time, he would definitely tell that girl to cherish this man, and there are not many good men nowadays.

Not much really.

Because honestly.

There are not many boyfriends who help girlfriends get dressed.

Bo Jiu stretched her waist lazily, her hair was disheveled, her voice was low and hoarse just after waking up, with a natural arrogance, but because of the perfect voice, it would not make people feel bored: "Water .”

"Put on the clothes first, and the water will naturally come out." When Qin Mo had long legs and spoke, he only had to bend slightly, and his voice just leaned against Bo Jiu's ear. It was deep and magnetic, as if a feather could brush against her heart. Same.

I have to accept it, Bo Jiu is limp.

Well, get dressed first.

"cuff."

In the end, Great God Qin still couldn't bear to see it, and did it himself.

Bo Jiu is very experienced in being served, as early as when the Great God opened his mouth, he was handed over by his own wrist,

In terms of the dressing requirements of the Great God.

No matter how she dresses, he thinks she is a little rascal.

It was like that when I was a kid.

Two people are really, different styles.

She belongs to the free and easy school.

He is so spotless that it is doubtful that this person has no childhood fun at all.

However, the great god really lived up to the four words of a beast in clothes and clothes.

Bo Jiu looked at the man who was wearing a white shirt, his whole body was elegant and indifferent, and his fingers were so slender and beautiful that they could shine.

Who would have thought that someone with such a temperament would be fiercer than anyone else on the bed.

"Little rascal, what are you thinking about? Huh?" Qin Mo raised his eyes, touched the tip of his nose to hers, and said in a casual voice, "It seems that I impressed you very much last night..."