The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 149

"Brother Mo, what are you doing?" Bo Jiu's eyes narrowed slowly, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, and he remained handsome.

Qin Mo's voice was lukewarm: "Of course it's a rest."

"But this is my place." Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows to remind him.

Qin Mo let out a snort, and suddenly bent over, his night-black hair added a bit of evil to his nobility.

He looked at her, and his deep voice first came to his ears, spinning slowly: "Aren't you trying to get me done?"

There was a hint of mockery in that voice.

Don't think she can't hear it, the Great God clearly did it on purpose.

Bo Jiu was depressed: "Isn't this page already opened?"

"Who gave you this illusion?" Qin Mo raised his brows, not intending to leave at all.

Bo Jiu simply smiled, his thin lips curved slightly, and approached the man: "Oh? Brother Mo is not afraid of me..."

Qin Mo snapped his fingers, and then pulled the boy away, with a half-smile and aggravated the coldness in his tone: "Be honest, if you move a little bit, I will let you continue to take the last place in the high math class."

Bo Jiu: ...How about helping her press the questions?How could the Great God change so fast!

But...together.

It wouldn't be good for her if something happened to her.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu's eyes half-bent: "Brother Mo is so handsome, it is simply a test for me."

"Really?" Qin Mo laughed, and the corner of his mouth was a little cold: "Then you'd better control it and don't stretch out your hand, otherwise, I might cut off your paw."

Bo Jiu was frustrated: "What if I can't help it."

Qin Mo looked at the distressed young man in front of him.

Bo Jiuxie made a handsome face: "You understand, right."

"To be honest, I don't really understand." Qin Mo's voice was very light, with a dignified and handsome profile: "You are not as handsome as I am."

Bo Jiu: ...

"Ok."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "I'm still embarrassing you."

"My self-control ability is really not very good." Bo Jiu put Qin Mo on the shoulder like a good buddy: "Otherwise, I wouldn't always go to nightclubs before, alas."

So, God, go back to your room.

Naturally, Bo Jiu would not say the last sentence, and only used a pair of electronic eyes to express his emotions.

Qin Mo took the young man's hand down, and his smile became colder: "It's really incompetent to have no self-control."

Before Bo Jiu could react, Qin Mo reached out and tied Bo Jiu's wrist.

Bo Jiu looked sideways, his silver hair fell down, he would inevitably pause for a moment, and then smiled again: "This is it?"

(End of this chapter)