National School Prince Is A Girl

Probably the teenager looked back too many times, and brought his own emoji.

Qin Mo raised his eyes, picked the corners of his eyes, and walked directly towards this side ...

Bo Jiu never knew what a guilty conscience was before. This time I did n’t know what happened, probably because I used to throw down the great god when I was a kid, and it was a bit too much to connect her canine pet with the great god in front of me There was a little bit of overreaction, and the phone was thrown back to the director of the mirror. It was like throwing some hot potatoes.

After seeing the young man's movements, Qin Mo's deep eyes narrowed, "What is that?"

"The director's cell phone." Bo Jiu chuckled, and he was hard enough to divert the attention of the gods: "Do you want another cone?"

Qin Mo took his eyes back and put them on the smiling face of the teenager. The thought that had been pressed down again rose again.

This behavior of someone who likes to move forward with him really makes him want to ... do something that should not be done!

I don't know why. Looking at the Great God, Bo Jiu unconsciously reached out and touched the bridge of his nose, which was a bit dangerous.

"Grass, little spades, come take a look, the fat guy starts to undress!"

From a distant voice, Lin Shentao's laughter was hardly too obvious.

Although Bo Jiu didn't understand the beauty of Fat God's body, it was better than standing here to deal with the Great God and run decisively.

Before running, don't forget to lean over and let the director of the filmmaker slip first.

The director of the film director always feels that after seeing the photos of Dashen as a child, Big Spade ca n’t say where the strange things are, but he ca n’t really tell where they are.

The news of encountering a pet as a child, like being enchanted, popped up from time to time, harassing Bo Jiu for a moment.

Qin Mo simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the teenager ’s back collar: "Where can Zhao Sanfat look? You have to be so active."

Fat God was very speechless next to him: "Hey, Qin Mo, I am here, where can I not look, I am so handsome!"

"Hahaha, your stomach is indeed very attractive." Lin Shentao mercilessly made up the knife next to him.

Fat God's face was red: "What do you know, this is called abdominal muscles!"

Bo Jiu touched his belly, then touched the Great God, and then raised his eyes and smiled, very evil and ruthless: "Fat God, voila, this is called abdominal muscles."

Qin Mo looked at the hand that suddenly appeared in front of him. Although the hand was slender and beautiful, it was much smaller than his hand. The fair-skinned jade made his eyes sink.

This guy is intentional.

Touch him?

Or choose this location?

Ah.

Qin Mo's smile is always not easy.

Lin Shentao looked beside him, and his inexplicable neck was a little cold.

In other words, the hair plucked on the tiger's abdomen was either killed by the tiger or eaten by the tiger. With such a simple principle, why didn't the little spade know!

Zhao Sanfa was also watching the movement of Bo Jiu. He felt that his figure was deeply humiliated, but he couldn't say anything.

The scene was also very funny, and the cameraman would not miss the shot, of course, it would be good to leave this picture as a flower.

The expression of the young man's chin is mainly arrogant, coquettish, and feels like a young master in Beijing.

What's more, when Qin Shen looked sideways, the look of his mouth was upturned, and he was very spoiled, and it was easy to be sweet!