Chapter 1734
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In the end, she didn't know who had taken advantage of who.
Bo Jiu had touched enough of Qin Mo.
But she was the one who had been eaten.
It was just that she couldn't forget anything. After that, she could hear him panting beside her ear. His handsome face was different from usual. His lips were red, and his eyes were deep and beautiful.
Bo Jiu never got tired of looking at him.
Qin Mo always knew how to take care of someone.
He fished her out of the water.
He took a sleeping robe and wrapped her up.
She sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the lights outside.
"Hand."
Actually, it wasn't that intense.
Compared to the first day.
Today, Qin Mo had restrained himself.
Hence, Bo Jiu only felt comfortable. It was even more comfortable to lean against him.
After hearing his words, she moved. She didn't understand. "What are you doing with your hand? I'm not touching you anymore. "
Qin Mo raised his eyebrows. "I'm not asking you to touch me. Keep your perverted thoughts to yourself."
Bo Jiu yawned lazily and leaned against him shamelessly. She pressed her thin lips against his neck. "Brother Mo, you don't understand. To create a beautiful marriage, one of us has to take the initiative. You're so reserved. How can I not take the initiative? I'll tolerate you."
"Thank you, Lord Jiu," Qin Mo said casually. He pulled her hand over.
Bo Jiu knew he was going to cut her nails. She started to pull her hand back.
"Leave your nails for you to chew?" Qin Mo moved closer. His breath landed beside her ear. "My back is red from your scratches."
When Bo Jiu heard this, her face heated up. She just looked at him. Qin Mo's body was already very good. It was covered with thin layers of muscles. His back was straight and flawless. Now, the scratches were extremely ambiguous.
Shouldn't soldiers have thick skin and muscles?
As expected, even when Momo grew up, he was still a little princess.
"I'll be gentler in the future." Bo Jiu was serious.
She never realized that this was usually said by boys.
Qin Mo glanced down at her and took her hand.
Qin Mo would never have the patience to serve others.
But ever since he had regained his memory, serving Bo Jiu had become easier.
It was a habit he had cultivated since he was young, and he couldn't change it even if he wanted to.
Moreover, he had never thought of changing.
He should have been the one to raise it.
Even during training, Zhao Sanpang had said it countless times.
For example, after the frog jump.
Zhao Sanpang would always say, "Scheming Qin, does Little Spade have hands? You even have to help her tie her shoelaces."
Every time, Qin Mo would mock and suppress him. "You're single, so you won't understand."
Zhao Sanpang had tried persuading Bo Jiu with all his heart. "Little Spade, really, a good-looking person is the same but an interesting soul is one in a million. Scheming Qin's face is only worth looking at, everything else is boring. Everyone else would definitely go out to play during the holidays but what is he doing? He stays at home drinking tea, playing chess and reading books, entering his old age early. Little Spade, how can you tolerate it, you're the Little Prince of the Nightclub!"
"Almighty Fatty, it's embarrassing but I like good-looking people," Bo Jiu said seriously. "The lighting in the nightclub isn't good, the face can't be seen clearly but it's different at home. He reads books and I look at him. Mmh … Perfect."
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