National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo stopped suddenly.

No one can stop.

Eating the skewer in his hand, he suddenly came over with a white and clean face, as well as the fine fluff, thick eyelashes, pale lips, just beside his right face.

At that moment, he felt a little itchy inexplicably in his heart.

The feeling when I skated just now came back again, like a fluffy feather, rubbing a little bit from his right face to his whole body ...

The few game men who ate the string next to them all looked towards this side.

I- fuck!

What ... what?

Did they drink too much, and it’s okay to watch the friends in the game, how come, after seeing a string, are they so basic?

It must be high, rub your eyes first!

Bo Jiu took advantage of this emptiness to pull back his body and sit back in his seat again. There was a piece of meat in his mouth, his lips were still half-curved, and the handsome smile was wanton: "Sure enough, it tastes good."

Qin Mo smiled with his head tilted, and then leaned over, holding the young man ’s chin with his fingers. The ascetic breath made people's heart beat faster when they read it: "Dare to steal again, I promise I will have many ways to make you regret ,understood?"

"Hey, Mo brother, this posture is a little close." Bo Jiuyi smiled with a reminder.

Qin Mo snorted slowly, and slowly pressed his thumb against the chin of the teenager: "Why didn't you say it was close when you came over? Almost lived in."

Bo Jiuyi laughed at the last four words, and then he replied smoothly: "Otherwise, Brother Mo, come back?"

This is an exit.

Bo Jiu felt bad.

The Great God cannot do anything.

How did you continue to provoke at this time?

Sure enough, the Great God didn't speak anymore, but just looked at her so deeply, and the dangerous person slowed down even if he couldn't breathe.

The aroma of the barbecue remains in the breath.

Even the men in the game next door did not move.

She wants to hang.

This is Bo Jiu's only feeling.

Must escape.

When necessary, Bo Jiu's skill can improve three levels, such as now.

She tilted her head first, then turned sideways, and her long legs did not forget to touch a wooden stool on the side, blocking Qin Mo's movements.

However, avoiding the front, avoiding the back.

The hat on the black coat was pulled by someone.

Bo Jiu was like a spring, and the whole person bounced back.

Due to the force, Bo Jiu's end was that his back directly hit Qin Mo's arms.

If someone else will definitely be locked, it is Bo Jiu.

When the waist bar twisted, first the left hand came out of the sleeve, and then a head bowed and bent over, the face crossed, and the right sleeve.

The action was very handsome and neat, even with wind.

The people next to me did look silly.

Is this... from the base film to the Wuda film?

Mom, give them a little time to accept?!

But how did that happen?

This skill is good, I must do it often!

All of them are men. When I see such a picture, I feel passionate. I ca n’t help but want to cheer for the teenager: "Okay!"

It is a pity that the good words of the people who eat melons have just fallen.

Qin Mo grabbed the black coat and pressed it against the table. The other hand held the wrist that had just detached from the sleeve on the right side. Then, he forced back, and with a wind, the boy was trapped at the table. Before, fingers pressed on both sides of Bo Jiu, the deep black eyes lowered, the danger of being covered with magic was ...