Chapter 178
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Because of this thought, Qin Mo frowned heavily. His dark eyes were so deep that they seemed to reflect the light in the room.
Seeing that Qin Mo didn't say anything, Fu Jiu wanted to take a closer look.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the man pressed her down with one hand.
He was on top of her, holding her wrist with his fingers, and his breath was a little hot.
Except for the faint light outside, it was dark everywhere in the bedroom. That was why Qin Mo's eyes looked even colder and deeper. He was like a vigilant beast, exuding a dangerous and beautiful luster when hunting.
The two of them were so close that Fu Jiu could clearly see the excessively long eyelashes on the man's face.
He just looked at her, his eyes like the deep well water, tempting her to fall in if she wasn't careful.
"If you move again, you'll get out. Now close your eyes and sleep."
His fingers seemed to have exerted a little more force, and even his voice was filled with a deep warning.
Then, Fu Jiu was pressed against Qin Mo's chest.
In an instant, the man's minty tobacco smell seeped into her nose. It was familiar yet strange.
She was half a head shorter than the man, and her eyes fell on his perfect jawline. She could even see his Adam's apple moving slightly when he spoke.
Being pressed in the man's arms like this, she really couldn't move around.
Luckily, she put a plush toy on the bed, which could put some distance between the two of them …
But Qin Mo only felt that the person in his arms was very soft, like soft cotton candy. Even the smell was so sweet that it made him want to use a little more strength to crush the young man … Even though this thought was wrong, Qin Mo couldn't control his intuition. Luckily, the young man was quiet, and the head in front of his chest was very obedient. He was different from all the people he had interacted with before. The young man not only looked good, but also smelled good, so Qin Mo didn't dislike this position. Instead, he felt that it was a good way to sleep. Whether it was the touch of his hands or the smell of his breath, they were all good for sleep …
The night was getting darker and darker, and it was already dawn. The scene of two equally handsome people sleeping on the bed was very beautiful, especially when Fu Jiu's silver hair contrasted with Qin Mo's black hair, creating a stunning effect.
If there was a cameraman here, he would definitely take a picture of them. Such a scene would definitely attract countless fans on TV!
As the sun rose, Fu Jiu slowly opened her eyes. She reached out and rubbed her left eye. Two or three strands of her silver hair were sticking out. She tilted her head and looked to her side. The Almighty was still sleeping. That face that could turn all living things upside down was noble, elegant, and superbly crafted.
He just lay there quietly, with his slender hands folded elegantly in front of his chest. His long and thick eyelashes cast a dark shadow, and his entire body exuded an aura of nobility that no one could approach.
His slightly curled lips seemed to be filled with indescribable mockery towards them, the slacker students.
The more Fu Jiu looked at him, the more she felt that when God was creating things, he must have treated the Almighty as his own son. She reached out her hand, wanting to poke the man's bewitching face.
But in the next, she felt. and felt. Of something, she. Mo, "God" to say, "God, and". came.
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