"Then hurry up." Chu Jin let go and compromised.

It is normal for couples to have some bad tastes occasionally, not to mention that she and Mr. Mo have been honest with each other.

Just sign an autograph.

Nothing.

What's more, he promised himself that he would not do anything that was inappropriate for other children.

So, she believed in Mr. Mo very much.

The naive Miss Chu was afraid that she didn't react. Mr. Mo's words were similar to "I can't get in."

"Okay, I will be quick." Mo Zhixuan picked up the pen, pulled the white cloth down a little, and then pulled it down a little, and was careful, as if he was treating a treasure. He was very close to Chu Jin could even feel his heavy breathing.

It's still a little hot.

"Hurry up! What are you going to be slow?" Chu Jin urged.

This is on the main road!

There are so many cars coming and going, and although they did nothing, they still feel an inexplicable sense of shame.

"Now." Mo Zhixuan reached out to lift the cover of the pen, his voice was already a little hoarse.

She was already white, and the area on her chest was even white and transparent, like fragrant milk, very soft and smooth, and a fragrance radiated, making people unable to help but want to lower their heads and taste it.

Mr. Mo held back the messy thoughts in his heart, held a pen and gently outlined the slightly towering gully. Her skin was extremely tender, like fragile porcelain. It would usually take a long time to touch it a little.

Therefore, Mo Zhixuan's movements are very delicate.

Every stroke is very slow.

At this moment, Mr. Mo was extremely grateful that his name was three words.

But the strokes seem to be a little simpler.

The sharp pen tip outlined back and forth on the soft skin, gently, as if it was tickling, Chu Jin couldn't help but tremble slightly, pressed his shoulder with both hands and urged, "Write quickly, it's so itchy!"

Mr. Mo couldn't help licking his dry lips, and felt a little dry, "What's the hurry? Don't you know my name is very long?"

“Hurry up.”

The space in the car was limited, so Mo Zhixuan sat gently on her lap, and almost buried her whole body in Chu Jin's chest.

From the front view.

Chu Jin's clothes were half-fallen, his silk was chaotic, his face was slightly red, and his hands were still on the man's shoulders, the picture was very imaginative.

"Are you okay?" Chu Jin urged again.

Fifteen minutes have passed, but the man still has no movement. The tip of his pen is still depicting on his chest, little by little, inch by inch, mixed with hot breathing, slightly itchy.

"Not yet." Mo Zhixuan's voice was already hoarse.

Chu Jin had clearly felt the heat coming from the base of his thighs.

Be ready to move.

"I won't write anymore, I won't write anymore!" Chu Jin immediately came over alert and stretched out his hand to push Mo Zhixuan away.

"It's too late." Mo Zhixuan threw the pen back, tightened his throat, pressed the person under the seat, and began to move his hands up and down.

However, the arrogant Mr. Mo only enjoyed his mouth at most.

Time flies, and three years have passed in a flash.

Three years later.

Chu Jin successfully graduated from Beijing University. Today is the day to take graduation photos. The Mo family is already discussing her wedding date with Zhao Yan.

This is the legend that I lost my school uniform and wore a wedding dress.

Chu Jin was wearing a bachelor's uniform and stood with a bunch of classmates to take photos. In the past three years, she had almost no changes.

If you have to say anything, it will become more beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's suffocating.

She stood with the students in a bachelor's uniform, but in the crowd, Mo Zhixuan still saw her at a glance.

As soon as the photographer pressed the shutter here, two girls in bachelor's uniforms ran over there.

"Brother Jin, let's take a photo together in our dormitory." The two people who came were Chu Jin's roommates, Lin Shijia and Liu Xuanxuan.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see Yin Wu.

"Where is Xiao Wu? Why didn't you be with you?" Chu Jin took off the bachelor's hat from his head and asked.

When talking about Yin Wu, the expression of excitement immediately appeared on the faces of the two. Liu Xuanxuan quietly pointed her hand not far away, "Brother Jin, look there."

Chu Jin looked up and looked up.

I saw that Yin Wu, who had always been gentle, was actually chasing a man.

The man was probably one head taller than Yin Wu, wearing jeans and a T-shirt, and looked like a social person. He was holding Yin Wu's bachelor's hat in his hand. While turning back and talking to Yin Wu, he ran forward quickly.

Yin Wu was chasing after him in anger.

It is really not easy to make Yin Wu, who is as gentle as water, so I think that man has put some effort into it.

"Let's wait for her." Chu Jin looked at the two men not far away, with curved eyebrows and eyes.

"Brother Jin, can we take a photo with you?" Three or five male classmates walked up to Chu Jin.

These are Chu Jin's classmates, and I usually like Chu Jin very much.

Being able to take photos with Chu Jin alone is enough for them to brag outside for a long time.

"Of course." Chu Jin nodded.

"Thank you, Brother Jin."

So, the people who rushed to take photos with Chu Jin went one after another.

"Chu Jin." And the counselor came over.

"Hello counselor." Chu Jin greeted him politely.

"Chu Jin," the counselor held his glasses and continued, "The principal and several other teachers and professors in the school want to take a photo with you. What do you think?"

Chu Jin.

During these three years, almost no one in Huaxia University 6 didn’t know about her.

The youngest well-known writer in China.

The youngest chairman of China.

The youngest philanthropist in China.

National goddess, divination master...

Countless halos lingered in her.

The most important thing is that under so many halos, she can still maintain her original aspirations, be neither arrogant nor impatient, work hard, be humble and polite.

From a down-and-out slutty daughter to a national goddess that everyone envies.

She is the representative of positive energy.

She can make a living by relying on her face, but she just needs to rely on her talent.

It can be said that Chu Jin is the facade of Beijing University.

Her myth will be passed down one by one.

After that.

Any student who graduated from Beijing University will proudly say that Chu Jin is my senior sister.

Or.

Chu Jin is my junior.

Brother Jin and I are classmates.

Everyone is proud of this.

In the expectant gaze of the counselor, Chu Jin nodded quickly, "My honor."

"Okay, then you wait here and I'll let them come over immediately." The counselor was very excited. If it weren't for the teacher-student relationship, he would have wanted to call Chu Jin Brother Jin.

"Why isn't it going to be better yet?" Mo Zhixuan walked out from the side with his hands folded in his chest, and his facial features seemed to be covered with thin layers of ice.

Very angry!

He witnessed Chu Jin taking a photo with one boy after another, but he couldn't stop it!

"After waiting for a while, the principal and the others are going to take a photo with me." Chu Jin patted his hand gently.

After a while, the counselor came with the principal and a group of teachers.

"You are the head of the Mo family, right? Lucky to meet." The principal shook hands with Mo Zhixuan excitedly.
To be continued...