National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo's eyes were still dark, somewhat loose, as if he was not completely awake.

Fu Jiu knew that there was a person who was like this, his eyes were open, but his thinking did not return.

Such people are usually not only very smart, but also alert.

The first reaction of Fu Jiu is that the identity of her girl must not be exposed!

Without thinking about it, he arched his knees and separated the two of them close to death.

She is now thankful that she had stuffed a ball of paper in her crotch just to look bulging, but there was still a difference between the paper and the man's underside. She didn't know that Qin Mo had recovered a little.

Fu Jiu's action gradually cleared Qin Mo's eyes.

Along with the cold light, his lower body also seemed to be more sober, and he stood up against Fu Jiu's knees, which was very hot.

Sensing his own change, Qin Mo's back seemed to pause, his brow furrowed suddenly, his hand moved, and he lifted the quilt and sat up directly from the bed.

In order to create confusion, Fu Jiu smiled handsomely and then sat up. The white face was very close, the silver hair was half-twisted, and even the breath of speech hit Qin Mo's ear, thin lips. Xiecheng: "Brother Mo, this is nothing, men, they will be more spiritual in the morning, it has nothing to do with who is lying next to them."

Qin Mo was cold and abstinent with a handsome face, and slightly squinted toward the side of the bed. The magnetic voice seemed to contain a child, and it was deep and dumb and cold, letting the woman hear it was stunned Su Ma: "It seems that I will tie you in the future and tie your hands."

Fu Jiu: ...

Wait, the person who is responding now is not her.

Why is her hands tied?

Helpless Great God has pushed her away, stood up, very cold, took a towel, paced into the bathroom,

In other words, she didn't even have a chance to refute.

This is really good.

However, this time the attention of the Great God should not be on her again.

Fu Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the slightly bulging mass in his belt.

Men's judgment in half-sleeping and half-waking is not so accurate, which is why Fu Jiu-gan and the god share the same bed.

Coupled with the reaction of the Great God just now, his current thoughts should be concentrated only on his lower body.

Amitabha, the purest physiological response of the man rescued her.

Such a thing as sleeping will only happen for the first time, and definitely not for the second time!

Fu Jiu told himself this way, but since ancient times imagination and reality will have a decisive gap ...

The shower water in the bathroom was flowing and there was no fog rising.

The cold water droplets just dropped on the man's honey-colored sturdy chest. Every inch of the abdominal muscles were sexy and terrible. Such hardness just wanted people to be held in his arms!

Qin Mo leaned his head, his thinned black hair was just right, slightly covered his eyes, and the reaction of his lower body remained.

Perhaps in this case, the indifferent as usual is only the great god.

Probably related to his origin. While there is extreme temptation in Qin Mo's body, there is also an indescribable tranquility, as if all the hustle and bustle can be stopped in front of him.

It's just that even Qin Mo couldn't figure out why he responded at that time.

He was pretty sure he was not bent.

Is it because of the recent anger?

Qin Mo looked at his porcelain white fingers, and his deep eyes sank ...