National School Prince Is A Girl

"I'm not a philosopher, nor Z. I don't know what she will do at that step." Qin Mo glanced at the teenager: "Well, people who are young and rebellious are not suitable for talking about this topic.

Bo Jiu once again felt that her identity as a high school student was despised by the great god, and even the topics are divided by age?

Also, when will the topic of her youthful rebellion end?

Bo Jiu didn't move.

To be honest, she really wants to know why the gods have been so "relentlessly chased" by her?Also think she is a bad person?

Qin Mo saw that the teenager hadn't come, frowned, and then forced his finger to lift the chin.

"What?" Bo Jiu took a step back.

Qin Mo directly pulled people back: "Stay, don't move."

Bo Jiu could only see clearly what the Great God was holding, a pale lip balm.

"No, Brother Mo, do you still have this kind of thing?"

She thought that a person with such a straight god would not like some bent men, usually not only keep the skin hydrated, but also keep thin lips hydrated, so skin care products are not less than girls, and very particular about the brand.

"I really didn't expect, Brother Mo, you are like this."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows with a casual tone: "Stop your messy thoughts, this lip balm is your top fan Ms. An."

"After An Ying?" Bo Jiu turned his head, and the men refused: "No, it's too feminine."

Qin Mo pinched someone's chin again: "There is no color, now I feel feminine. I usually let you exercise, why don't you feel yourself feminine?"

"I also have abdominal muscles." Bo Jiu urged to lift his clothes.

Only this time, I didn't expect that the Great God didn't stop her from playing rogue behavior.

Instead, it seemed to stand there with a smile on her face, and let her lift it.

Bo Jiu couldn't really lift his clothes, he simply gave up and raised his face, his voice was still very cool: "Apply less, apply more, and then let the female police officer recognize me and lose face."

"Children in the rebellious period of youth usually care about their face." Qin Mo's eyes drooped, and his fingers also touched the beautiful thin lips in front of him.

Bo Jiu once again felt the itchiness brought by the cool fingertips across his lips, not obvious, a bit like a feather hitting on it.

When you open your eyes, you can see the pleasing face of God, the straight nose, the deep eyes, and the beautiful facial features. I have to say that it is very charming.

"Mo Brother, do you have foreign blood?"

Qin Mo said faintly: "My grandfather is an overseas Chinese in the UK."

"No wonder." Mixed races are generally handsome.

Qin Mo lowered his waist bar a little more: "The chin is raised and the mouth is open."

The two were very close.

It's because it's too close.

So I think this pose seems a little too ambiguous.

Plus the familiar smell of tobacco hitting the lips.

Bo Jiu finally couldn't help saying: "Mo brother, I can apply this kind of lip balm, but I can apply a lighter color myself."

Qin Mo completely ignored the young man's opinion and started brushing out from the center of the lips: "Don't worry about the color problem, let alone think about the police. With me, I won't let anyone catch you."

Bo Jiu wanted to say that this is not the problem now, but is it that the Great God does not feel that they are too close?

This pose is a bit like kissing ...