515 Almighty Qin Canst Help Thinking... (1/2)

We are the only two in the Hummer.

That thought made his throat dry.

He wanted to relax himself, so he kept a cigarette between his fingers, trying his best not to look back, especially when he heard the sound of rustling cloth. Instead, he leaned his head back a little and looked at the smoggy fog outside.

But some unknown reason, what appeared in his eyes was that fellow's appearance in female clothes back at the party.

Fair-skinned legs, beautiful collarbones, and those watery eyes.

To stop his thoughts from running wild, Qin Mo decided to simply look back.

He saw the youngster's waist.

The smooth, fair skin, and the way it squirmed to fit into the sweater left his heart palpitating.

An irrepressible feeling flooded out from Qin Mo's chest, devouring all of his senses.

His lower abdomen was indescribably hot and that heat spread to every muscle and fiber in him. Even his cigarette-pinching fingers sank heavily as a result.

At that moment, he even wanted the youngster to sit on his lap naked, or rip off all of his clothes in the car, teaching him a harsh lesson until water really came out of those watery eyes.

The more he pictured everything in his head, the less he could control himself.

In this upheaval of thoughts, Qin Mo knew clearly that those desires were abnormal.

For how could someone crave for someone who had the same body structure and in such a strong way?

Qin Mo closed his eyes tightly and when he opened his eyes again, there was only dead silence left in the car.

When Fu Jiu turned around, she discovered those eyes staring at her. The stare tightened her heart.

She tried her best to prevent her breath from being irregular as she curled her lips.

Could it be that… the Almighty has found out?

That was the worst case possible.