The car drove to the door of the villa and just stopped. Long Qingtian couldn't wait to push the door open. Holding Mo Jiu in both hands, he opened the door of the villa and closed it tightly, locking Lu Jianjun out.
Mo Jiu felt that her heartbeat was a little fast, and she seemed to have foreseen that something was going to happen soon.
Blinking her eyes, she put her hands around Long Qingtian's neck and looked at him from below.
The man's handsome face looked particularly handsome under the light.
Cold lines, handsome eyebrows.
With sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he is so heroic that he must be the one he is talking about.
Most of the popular male stars nowadays are androgynous, but Long Qingtian is very handsome and masculine. When you see him, you will think of the words "real man".
As soon as Long Qingtian entered the room, he strode to the second floor, opened the bedroom door with a bang, walked over and put Mo Jiu directly on the bed.
Squatting down, Long Qingtian bent his knees and pressed his big hands directly on Mo Jiu's collar.
So direct!
Mo Jiu was startled by Long Qingtian's actions, and instinctively took two steps back. Looking at the man's suppressed gaze, he swallowed, feeling a little frightened.
She has known for a long time that the men in the army are relatively straight and don't like twists and turns, but brother, what is this! Can't you make a prelude?
Mo Jiu pouted, looking aggrieved, and put his hands on his collar, "What do you want to do?"
Long Qingtian stopped for a moment, as if he didn't understand what the girl meant. He raised his dark eyes and glanced at her doubtfully, "What?"
"Um..." Mo Jiu coughed, thinking about what the man in the car said just now made me feel stupid, and he felt excited.
The meaning of that sentence should be a confession. Since I have been confessed, I can't always be so humble.
Mo Jiu raised his chin with a somewhat arrogant expression, "You and I haven't taken a shower yet! How could, how could..."
She felt that her face was burning. She didn't know if it was red or not, but the burning was severe.
"What does it have to do with taking a bath?" Long Qingtian frowned, looking a little impatient, and stretched out his fingers again, "Be good, don't make trouble."
His tone seemed to be coaxing a child.
Mojiu couldn't laugh or cry, be good? Don't make trouble?
He thought he was losing his temper, but obviously...
"Aren't you mysophobic?" Mo Jiu asked.
Long Qingtian's hand paused in the air, looking at the girl in front of him, thinking that she was afraid that he would think she was dirty, so he rubbed her head, and the soft hair flowed through his big hand, Long Qingtian felt that
It has also become a bit softer.
"I don't think you're dirty."
I don't think you're dirty, but five words are better than any sweet words in the world.
A man with mysophobia does not dislike a girl being dirty. This can only mean that he loves her to the core.
Mo Jiu felt grateful in his heart, but then he felt that he couldn't laugh or cry again. She didn't mean it this way...
He lowered his head and said, "Um, didn't you take a shower either?"
"What's wrong if I don't take a shower?"
"What's wrong? You didn't take a shower. How can we do that..."
"Which one?"
Long Qingtian's rhetorical question finally made Mo Jiu realize something, and he raised his head in surprise.
"What are you talking about?"
"What are you talking about?"
They both asked at the same time.
Long Qingtian looked at the girl who was obviously wrong, and couldn't help crying, "You didn't mean that your body hurts, huh?"
Mojiu took a breath.
Long Qingtian's cold eyes turned warm, "I want to give you medicine, what are you thinking...?"
