The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu:......

She just wanted to know when the master would get over the problem of kissing a "boy" by mistake, and stop mentioning her dark history all the time!

However, Bo Jiu didn't know what Qin Mo was thinking at this time.

The fog outside the car is still very heavy.

Qin Mo turned his hand on the steering wheel.

That made it impossible for him to concentrate at all.

Qin Mo tightened his fingers and the speed of the car was also affected.

Parked the pure black Hummer on the side of the road.

Ahead is the Bo family's villa.

"Put your clothes back on."

In just six words, Bo Jiu was stunned again: "Here?"

"There are only you and me in the car, you can't be seen outside." Qin Mo said, lowering his head and holding a cigarette, then lit it with his head tilted, leaning on the steering wheel with a slightly raised brow.

Bo Jiu chuckled calmly: "I didn't bring any clothes. Brother Mo, take them off for me?"

"Behind you is a set of casual clothes that I brought with me." Qin Mo's voice was very light.

Bo Jiu pointed his fingers and said, "No need to go to such trouble, we are just ahead."

"Change it back." Qin Mo took a puff of cigarette, his handsome face was faintly illuminated by the passing car lights, and he chuckled again: "What are you afraid of when you were acting like a gangster just now?"

Bo Jiu didn't move and simply said lazily: "I don't want to change."

"Then when you want to change, get off the car." Qin Mo held the cigarette between his fingers and actually put out the ignition, locked all the doors, and smoked the cigarette nonchalantly, looking dignified. Abstinence.

Bo Jiu knew that the great god always kept his word.

She really can't always dress like this and be carried by a master.

It was short time and at night.

If it were daytime.

Even if she acted like a hooligan just now, the Great God will not eliminate all doubts.

So I can't stay any longer.

It's probably because the master just kissed the wrong "boy" like her, so he got angry when he saw her clothes and asked her to change them.

But even if you change it in the car, you can't change it in the front seat.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no car passing by and she couldn't see anything in the car, she jumped into the back seat and put on her trousers first and then her sweater. As long as she was fast enough, it should be fine.

Bo Jiu just raised his eyes.

Qin Mo spoke in a very light voice: "It takes you so long to think about changing clothes?"

Didn't the suspicion about her completely disappear?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, unbuckled his seat belt, held it with his left hand, twisted and bent over, and with force on his arms, he jumped directly into the back seat handsomely.

The interior of the Hummer is spacious, so Bojiu doesn't feel any pressure when doing these actions, and instead looks very handsome.

She picked up the garment bag, first took out a pair of trousers, and then the sweater.

Under total blackness, the friction of the fabric will appear particularly large.

Bo Jiu changes clothes three to four times faster than ordinary people.

It's because she's good at disguising.

Qin Mo sat on the front seat, listening to the subtle noises, his eyes darkened.