National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo gave the teenager a deep look, and didn't see any impact on that handsome face.

The fingers followed tightly and then loosened again: "Yes, but a little."

"What?" Bo Jiu was still thinking about his boyfriend.

Qin Mo's thin lips are in the ear of the teenager: "If I find you hiding from me, it's not so easy to talk and discuss now."

Bo Jiu: ... Great God, you don't have much to talk about now.

mainly.

"Brother Mo, you let me digest it and suddenly confess something."

Qin Mo's voice was faint: "Not suddenly."

"Huh?" Bo Jiu wiped his lips again.

Qin Mo reached out to stop the young man's movements, and his tone was a little careless: "I have been trying to bend you before."

Breaking ... she?

Bo Jiutu remembered once watching a movie in the house of the Great God.

At that time, calcium tablets were indeed put, so at that time, the god was breaking her?

"Now it seems, it seems to have little effect."

Qin Mo frowned when he said this, obviously seriously.

Bo Jiu didn't know how to evaluate this history of breaking.

The atmosphere in the car was a little frozen."

It's probably almost time.

Qin Mo dialed the phone of Lieutenant Zhang.

When Lieutenant Zhang came in, he thought the teenager was different.

A glance, you can see the trace of the bite of the lower lip ... bitten ...

Lieutenant Zhang's fingers were stiff.

He must be thinking too much.

impossible.

But his sentence was impossible, and he was quickly shocked by his young master's next words.

"What's wrong with your mouth, just kiss it like this."

Lieutenant Zhang: ...

Bo Jiu said nothing.

Qin Mo simply raised his hand and lifted the young man's chin, rubbing his fingertips on it: "Where was the ointment last time?"

"Home." Bo Jiu was good at this time. Actually, he was either good or messy, boyfriend!

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Go back and paint."

"Oh." Boyfriend!

Lieutenant Zhang listened to the conversation in the rear seat and had an urge to jump.

Finally came to Fu Family Villa.

A teenager who always looked quite quiet.

Since he was about to get off, a backhand pressed his young master in the window.

Lieutenant Zhang was dumbfounded.

Qin Mo smiled a bit, looking at the man who was never just a defense, eyes deep: "What do you want to say?"

"There is indeed one thing." Bo Jiu tickled his lower lip, and his eyes were very black: "Mo brother, I am not below, so Mo brother is better to think about it better." It.

Qin Mo screamed and approached the teenager slowly. He held Bo Jiu's waist with his left hand. A firm, firm force came against Bo Jiu's thigh. The broken hair hit him with dark eyes and a very obvious sense of aggression : "I think very clearly, how to ask you, if you are not good, you can also tie you up, you say?"

Because of the action of the Great God, Bo Jiu's body stiffened, and she found that in some ways, she was indeed not the Great God's opponent.

Such a hot temperature can be detected even through the uniform.

This is very different from men's aura of abstinence.

Even the great god looked at her as if looking at a sacrifice.

Perhaps it is because of this that people feel too hot, and even the hot tail bones have a strange crispness.