National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu is really a bit inconvenient.

With one hand in her trouser pocket, her eyes paused, and she glanced over towards Xue Yaoyao.

Xue Yaoyao actually doesn't want to change clothes, mainly because of her figure ... shouldn't she wear the clothes here ...

However, Xue Yaoyao still underestimated the influence of the name Qin Mo in the three eastern provinces. In Jiangcheng, all such industries have more or less Qin's shares.

So here, they are all VIP-level treatment.

The receptionists standing next to them were very beautiful, wearing professional suits, and said to her: "Miss Xue, we have prepared the sportswear you want to wear for you, please give me here."

After the receptionist finished speaking, he bowed halfway towards Qin Mo before taking someone away.

Xue Yaoyao was in this place for the first time, and it was inevitable that he was a bit cautious, so he did not notice anything wrong with Bo Jiu.

In addition to the reception students in the ornately decorated hall, only Bo Jiu and Qin Mo were left.

The men's locker room is not far from their left.

Bo Jiu was still thinking about what excuse she would use.

Qin Mo had hooked her neck with one hand and led the man into the door of the room. His left hand did not forget to pull the sportswear from the receptionist.

President Qin Da has a habit of entering such a place, he never let people wait, even if it is to change clothes, he will let those receptionists wait outside.

Although it is a VIP treatment, but there is one dressing room.

As soon as Bo Jiu entered the house, he looked around. Except that the cabinet was opened, it could provide a little covering function, and the rest of the place was empty.

If she changes clothes here, her gender will be exposed in less than three seconds.

In fact, as early as Qin Mo said that he wanted to play, Bo Jiu was already prepared to have physical contact. Today, he got up and put a bandage around his chest. He also wore a pure white hurdle vest. .

But even so, can't you take off the light in front of the great god?

Bo Jiu hugged the black sportswear that the man gave her, and frowned, and even sank with his eyes.

Qin Mo's windbreaker had been handed over to the receptionist when he came in, and now only his suit was left. He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and looked at Bo Jiu with his head turned away. Abstinence: "Why? Do you still want me to help you off?"

Bo Jiu knew that God was looking for her first stubble.

It seems that it is impossible to reapply the old skills. There is a fundamental difference between the current great god and the man who will do the face-based tutorial when she first met.

The difference is that he really regarded her as a brother...

"Still still?" Qin Mo's slender fingers tugged and threw the shirt into the closet. At first he took out a lighter and lighted a cigarette. He could only see his naked upper body when the smoke rose. Every inch of the line on the abdominal muscles is sexy and terrible. Just wearing a pure black handmade trousers and exquisite workmanship trousers, supporting his slender legs, the black belt around his waist has been untied by him , Do n’t be aside, sexy and deadly.

He smoked a cigarette before going to see Bo Jiu. When his finger moved, he dragged Bo Jiu again. His eyes were indifferent, and he was overbearingly masculine: "I was still thinking of trying to poke in the toilet like last time People, no one here is here to seduce you, do n’t think about it here, if you do n’t move, I will help you off. ”