National School Prince Is A Girl

Because of this idea, Qin Mo wrinkled his brows, and the black squats seemed to reflect the light in this room.

Bo Jiu saw that Qin Mo did not speak, and he wanted to take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, when she just took action, she was forced by a man and pressed with one hand.

He draped over her, his fingers on her wrist, and the breath was a bit hot.

In addition to a little faint light outside, the bedroom is surrounded by black, so it will appear that the Qin dynasty scorpion is even more icy and deep, like a vigilant beast, exuding the dangerous luster of hunting.

The two people are close, and it is close to Bo Jiu who can clearly see the long black eyelashes on the man's face.

He just looked at her, and the blind man was like a deep well water, and he could be tempted to fall off if he was not careful.

"If you move again, you will go out, now close your eyes and sleep."

His fingers seemed to use a little effort, and even the voice was filled with a low warning.

Then, Bo Jiu was placed in the position of the chest by Qin Mo.

For a moment, the mint tobacco smell on the man, all infiltrated into her nose, familiar and strange.

She was half-head shorter than the man, and the line of sight fell on his perfectly lined jaw line, and he could see the slight rolling of his throat as he spoke.

This way I was pressed in the man's arms, I really can't move around any more.

Fortunately, she put a plush toy on the bed, which can separate the distance between them two...

However, Qin Mo only feels that the person he is in his arms is very soft, just like the smooth marshmallow. Even the sweet taste makes people want to use a little more strength to crush the boy... even This kind of thinking is not quite right. Qin Mo can't control his most intuitive feeling. Fortunately, the young boy is born, and the head tied to his chest is also very embarrassing. It is different from everyone he has contacted in the past. It is also very pleasing to the eye, so Qin Mo does not reject such a posture, but feels that this is a good way to sleep, whether it is the touch of the hand or the breath of the nose is very helpful...

The night is getting thicker and thicker. Until the early morning, two equally handsome people, the pictures sleeping on the bed are very good, especially the silver hair of Boji is lined with the black hair of Qin Mo. The effect of the collision is very amazing.

If there is a videographer here, I will definitely take them down. This scene will definitely attract countless fans on TV!

As the sun rose, Bo Ji slowly opened his eyes and reached out and rubbed his left eye. The silver hair on his head was still two or three. He looked at his side and looked at the side. The **** was still asleep. Zhang can reverse the faces of all beings, expensive, elegant, and axe.

He lay there so quietly, slender hands and laps, elegantly placed on the chest, long and thick eyelashes hit down to form a shadow, the whole body exudes the extravagance of the stranger.

The lips of the micro-hook seem to be full of ridicule that they can't say.

Bo Jiu Yue thinks that when God is creating things, he must take the great **** as a pro-son to pinch it. When he reaches out, he wants to poke the man's face that confuses the world.

Just the next second, the familiar feeling of sorrow came from the lower abdomen, and with the wake of the body, there seemed to be something in the place that suddenly flowed out.

Bo Jiu was stiff for half a minute, then quickly got up and walked into the bathroom...