National School Prince Is A Girl

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo took a step earlier, reached out and held the back of the girl's head, and then pressed the person into his chest, letting her entire face be buried in his arms.

Such a hug, with a domineering indifference, a glance, then the eyes were extremely cold: "Why? You come here, you want to disturb my date?"

How dare!

Lin Feng could n’t wait to just raise his head and smiled: “Captain, you continue, you continue, just when we do n’t exist.”

Bo Jiu's nose pointed tightly against the man's chest, and the trench coat was half-open with a pure cotton white shirt, and his face was attached to it, feeling the temperature under the shirt. It must not be so comfortable.

After two passes, Bo Jiu didn't think so. The moderate body temperature of God and the tobacco incense on his body were suitable for holding home.

A corner of the mouth unconsciously evoked an arc.

She knew that the series of actions of the Great God was helping her.

The head pushed forward involuntarily.

That means nothing but thank you.

The Great God turned her head at this time, her thin lips against her ears, and her voice was very deep: "Don't want to be seen by your women, just be a little better."

It seems that the Great God did not receive her thanks at all.

However, this time the sacrifice of the Great God is big enough, just the kiss just now, if he did n’t say the word “make a play” in advance, Bo Jiu really wanted to get rid of it. The uncontrollable numbness is not only easy Influencing her thoughts, even her strength seemed to be emptied.

After all, why do you have to kiss, just hug it?

If it was n’t for her back to touch something, maybe she could n’t stand even just now, even now, the heartbeat has n’t returned to normal.

Also, what does Lin Feng mean?

Continue to watch her and the great god?

She can't always be in such a pose and held by the god?

Reaching for Qin Mo's sleeves, his voice lowered: "Mo brother, let them go."

Qin Mo pressed the back of Bo Jiu's head with a tick in the corner of his mouth, a black belly tone that only two people could hear: "Look at your performance."

What does it mean to watch her performance?

Could it be true to be watched all night like this?

Bo Jiu was slightly depressed.

When will this be held?

She was too aware of the group of people in the Imperial League.

Love gossip, especially gossip among members.

Whoever has a girlfriend can't wait to know the whole company.

After all, it is a monk team.

Understandable.

But if she is that "girlfriend" ...

Bo Jiu looked lingering, and then grabbed the sleeve of the god.

Qin Mo was not in a hurry.

He really is not in a hurry, aside from all the questions that need to be asked, he feels such a good posture.

"I never knew that the captain would show affection like this." Lin Feng turned his head and bite his ear with Yunhu.

Yunhu didn't comment, but thought the whole thing was a little strange.

Wu Zhen stood aside, but his fingers became tighter and tighter. After reaching a certain point, he bit his lip fiercely: "Brother Mo, Director Huang is still waiting for your news inside."

Qin Mo raised his eyes when he heard the words, and his emotions were very weak: "I only helped if the regulations were followed."

What rules?

Wu Zhen didn't know anything at all, and could not care about knowing.

Only the person in front of her was left in her eyes.

why.

Why it came out like this.

She has been with him for so many years.

Obviously, there is almost hope.

Where did this woman come from?

Wu Zhen's fingers fell into his palm, and a series of crescents were printed backwards.

"Ah, I remembered it!"

Lin Feng suddenly patted his head!