Before Bo Jiu could pull herself away, she was pulled into the pleasure.
He wasn't even 18 years old.
Her body couldn't resist his seduction.
She didn't have the ability to resist.
Besides, that face reminded her of the first time she had pounced on her pet.
Messy black hair and a different pair of eyes.
It wasn't a woman.
Even a man wouldn't be able to escape.
He knew she couldn't resist his seduction but he still used this trick.
Bo Jiu raised her arms, circling Qin Mo's neck. Her lips inched closer, not hesitating at all.
Qin Mo lifted his thin lips.
The moment he kissed the corner of the youngster's lips.
A sharp gust of wind blew.
It was a beautiful capture and suppression.
Their positions swapped.
The youngster's arms were by Qin Mo's side, her gaze lowered. "Brother Mo, you should know that even if I have a reaction, it's just a physical reaction. It doesn't mean anything."
With that, Bo Jiu lifted her hands, pulling Qin Mo's white shirt up. She wanted to stand up.
Qin Mo held onto her wrist, his black hair falling down. He seemed to be smiling, but there was a hint of coldness in his voice. "Why don't you have such a high resistance towards others?"
Bo Jiu was aware of the Almighty's skills. If she were to reject such a Almighty, their relationship would fall to the freezing point.
But she had to continue.
Her identity as a girl would be exposed.
But the Almighty had been trying to turn her gay.
"Shouldn't you take responsibility for flirting?"
When Qin Mo glanced up, he didn't give the person in front of him any chance to regret. He pressed the person's hand onto his burning hot spot.
He watched as the youngster's face flushed red and her shoulders trembled.
Qin Mo smiled again, looking as dangerous as a devil. His teeth were white and elegant. "Didn't you say it was easy to touch, mmh?"
In the entire world, the Almighty was probably the only one who could behave like this.
Even though he said it.
His hands were doing that kind of movement.
Bo Jiu couldn't control the rising temperature on her face.
Qin Mo arched a brow. "Why aren't you being straightforward? Jiu, men don't really care about this kind of thing. What do you think, especially good friends? "
"Even good friends don't do such things." Bo Jiu bit down on her lips, her ears turning red. She wanted to pull her hand away.
However, Qin Mo wasn't willing. Even the heat of his breath was a little scorching. There was only the reflection of the youngster in his deep eyes. "Is that so?"
It was a word that was not in his consciousness at all.
But it made this man even more irresistible.
It was a very strange feeling.
Bo Jiu had never experienced it before.
He could control a person's breathing and even the look in their eyes.
She could clearly see her own shadow swaying in that person's pupils.
She could also see Qin Mo that no one else had ever seen before.
That handsome face that could move one's heart was dyed with * * * at this moment, and when his black bangs hung down, it was even more sexy that it was difficult to pull away.
Apart from the sounds that made people blush, there was also this person's aura and that scorching sensation.
Bo Jiu felt her palms burning hot.
When he came back to his senses, he saw a pair of extremely black eyes.
"Your skills aren't that good." Qin Mo lifted the corner of his lips. "You don't look like the legendary Little Prince of the Nightclub."
The only person who could dig up her dark history at this moment was the Almighty.
Bo Jiu wanted to avoid that person's aura.
But she realized that the sandalwood scent could spread.
She glanced over. "You're just a nightclub nouveau riche."
Qin Mo paused. He couldn't help but laugh, a certain part of him becoming more energetic. "Do your job properly."
"Brother Mo, do you confess like this to everyone you meet?" Bo Jiu was a lady after all. She couldn't handle it, her face turning redder.
Qin Mo leaned towards the youngster's ear, his gaze as dark as the night. He said something that didn't seem like something he would say. "Only you. Because I want you too much, I want to lock you up and do whatever I want to you. I want to hear your hoarse voice begging for mercy, or perhaps, like now."
Bo Jiu trembled when she felt the boiling heat. Her thin lips were kissed.
Her breath seemed to have been snatched away.
Her mind was blank.
Her heartbeat was so loud it made her tremble.
Bo Jiu could feel the numbness rising from her tailbone.
She felt like she had lost all her strength.
"It seems like you don't dislike me?"
That magnetic smile, accompanied by the kiss, brushed past her ear.
There was also the lingering scent of musk and the steaming breath.
Even the hand that was pressing down on her wrist began to move downwards.
It brushed past her waist, followed by her abdomen, kissing through the uniform. Just as it was about to move to between her legs …
Bo Jiu widened her eyes in shock.
A crisp slap!
The dissonant sound rang out at this moment.
It was extremely piercing.
Qin Mo didn't look at the back of his hand that was red from the slap. Instead, he lowered his lids, looking at the youngster who was still flushed.
Bo Jiu replied, "Sorry, I don't need it." She stood up immediately. This time, besides her speed, Qin Mo paused when he heard the two words.
This was the response he didn't want to hear the most.
As a criminal psychologist.
He knew when a man was the easiest to be flirted with.
That was why he used such a method to turn a person gay.
Qin Mo turned sideways and looked at the closed bathroom door.
It was like a chasm that couldn't be crossed.
The clear sound of water flowing could be heard.
Bo Jiu watched as the thing in her palms was washed away. She glanced up at herself in the mirror.
After washing her hands with the hand sanitizer, she washed her face.
Just a little more.
Just a little more.
The Almighty … Bo Jiu pressed her head against the mirror, catching him off guard.
If she had gone any further, her secret would have been exposed.
Her thoughts were in a mess.
Bo Jiu knew very well that no one could make her do this.
It was really messed up.
But the Almighty thought she was a blue child.
He even took the initiative to flirt with her.
Bo Jiu narrowed her eyes.
This couldn't go on.
She had to think of a way to turn him back.
She had to turn him back.
Bo Jiu rubbed her brows, glancing at the cigarette and fire that the Almighty had placed in the bathroom.
She pulled it out and lit one for herself.
It was a handsome pose, the silver strands of hair falling down, contrasting with the smoke.
Qin Mo thought the youngster wouldn't be able to accept what had just happened and would hide in the bathroom.
When he pushed the door open, he realized he was wrong.
From his face, he didn't seem to be bothered by what had just happened.
This was something Qin Mo had been interested in previously. But now … his heart seemed to be pierced by something.
The media that said he was cold-blooded should take a look at him. He was good to you but he wasn't affected by you.
Qin Mo didn't walk over. "How long do you intend to stay here?"
Bo Jiu averted her gaze, muttering, "You have to give me some time to smoke after the deed."
Qin Mo's chest was starting to hurt. When he heard those three words, it was really … He glanced at the youngster who didn't play by the rules. "I'm the one who should smoke after the deed, not you."
Bo Jiu didn't reply, thinking that she would get back at him sooner or later, if she had the time.
Qin Mo pulled her out. "Explain to me, you're just a high school student, how did you know about the word 'after the deed'?"
"Aren't I a little nouveau riche from the nightclub?" Bo Jiu didn't like to smoke, but she did have one thing in mind. "Brother Mo, don't do something like this again."
Qin Mo's fingers paused, the light in his eyes dimming.
Then, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette.
His actions were completely different from hers.
It was just that there was not the slightest bit of smoke or fire aura around him. He was very cold.
He wasn't talking.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
It was Lin Chentao's voice.
"Hey, is Little Spade asleep? Do you want to have another round? "
Bo Jiu was glad that someone had come to break the ice.
But she didn't want anyone to see the Almighty like this.
She opened the door and was about to agree, but when she turned around, her gaze fell on that red streak. She turned around to ask Lin Chentao about other matters.
Lin Chentao asked, "What do you want this for? “
"I was selling coconuts at noon. My knee is injured. I need to apply some."
Lin Chentao shook his head. "Soft skin and tender flesh."
In reality, ever since Bo Jiu had left, Qin Mo's mood had changed.
The air in the room seemed to have been sucked out.
Qin Mo reached out and buttoned his shirt back, one button at a time.
But the longer he did, the colder his gaze became.
It was so heavy that he looked as though he had been abandoned.
What a ridiculous description.
No one would have thought that Almighty Qin, who was adored by millions of fans, would be abandoned and rejected by someone.
When he raised his head, there was no trace of emotion on his face.
But the back of his hand was burning.
He glanced over, realizing it was red.
But the feeling didn't matter to Qin Mo.
Because of the youngster's words.
"Brother Mo, don't do what you did today again."
Qin Mo knew that the fact that she could say such words so calmly meant that she really didn't like him.
Perhaps … she was against it.
Qin Mo's fingers tightened. His black hair fluttered in the wind, making it hard to see his expression.
The night sky outside the hotel was dark.
It was so dark that no one knew what was happening.
Vaguely, she could hear a very pleasant bass voice.
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