After sending Zhang Lulu home and giving her a week's leave to recuperate, Mo Jiu took a taxi home.
Along the way, Mo Jiu discovered that since the last time she was ambushed on the road, Kyoto's security had improved to a higher level. There were police patrols everywhere. Mo Jiu sighed to himself, after all, the security in Kyoto was different.
When she returned to Mo's house, the empty mansion did not make her feel deserted. Instead, she felt relaxed. She walked directly to Long Qingtian's door and quietly opened the door to take a look.
The room was dark, and Mo Jiu curled his lips.
I haven't seen that damn man all day long. The two of them are now in a passionate relationship. Mo Jiu feels like he misses him terribly. It's so late for this damn man. Will he not be back today?
Complaining like this, I opened my door and subconsciously turned on the light, but suddenly I felt something was wrong!
Turning back suddenly, a pair of big hands hugged her waist. Mo Jiu's heart suddenly dropped as soon as she lifted it up. The familiar smell of the man made her put down the foot she had raised to attack the man's crotch.
"Brother, you have to be so sneaky!"
Mo Jiu curled his lips and couldn't help but complain.
With a bang, the room light was turned on, and Long Qingtian was wearing a camouflage military uniform. Different from when he wore formal clothes, Long Qingtian, wearing a military green military uniform, looked upright and tall.
Wearing a camouflage uniform, he exudes a masculine aura that belongs to a man, and adds a touch of mystery to his always serious and cold cheeks.
His lonely eyes softened a bit when he saw the girl. He held her big hand and stroked her head, caressing her back and forth a few times. Mojiu's shawl hair was immediately messed up.
The man spoke very little, but Mo Jiu was a chatterbox. He didn't mind the man's actions at all. He directly banged his head into the man's chest, pressed him down and walked to the bed. Mo Jiu was naturally not Long Qingtian's opponent, but why not go to bed...
…
Naturally, Long Qingtian would not refuse.
The two of them fell on the bed, Mo Jiu pressed on the man, his shoulders shook, and he laughed sullenly.
"What are you laughing at?" a low voice asked.
Mo Jiu raised his head, his little face flushed with excitement. Mo Jiu's eyes were as kind and smart as black grapes. She blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother, you didn't see Jiang Li's face today, hahaha, it's so cool."
It’s so cool!”
Mo Jiu laughed so hard that his whole body trembled. He even stood up from Long Qingtian with both hands and jumped on the ground, looking very happy.
This look made Long Qingtian feel that Mo Jiu was particularly cute. It was also at this time that Long Qingtian felt that she was only a nineteen-year-old girl.
Shaking his head helplessly, Long Qingtian stretched out his arms, hugged the girl into his arms, and rubbed her hair, "Excited?"
“Super excited!”
"I see you have a little too much energy..."
"That's right, I think I can run eight laps around the playground now!" Mo Jiu boasted about not drafting.
Long Qingtian's eyes darkened, "In that case, let's do some exercise."
"Sports?" Mo Jiu looked at the time on the wall. It was already ten o'clock. "Is it too late? And the Mo family has sports equipment?"
"Of course I'll do some exercise in the evening..."
If Mo Jiu didn't know Long Qingtian's sexy words, then she wouldn't have to live!
But thinking about the battle last night, this guy suddenly felt a little weak and waved his hand hurriedly, "Well, brother, I suddenly feel a little tired after a busy day. I'm going to take a shower..."
