National School Prince Is A Girl

That was everyone who accompanied the Dimeng to the present day.

There is nothing in the deep heart.

Dimeng will win!

"Good." Little cute, not what I said, if you confess, Qin Shao's person will definitely freeze your eyes, how to say, you still have to bear it.

After hanging up such a positive energy call.

Feng Yi did not forget to find the "culprit"!

Two calls were made and no one answered.

Feng Yi took a deep breath and didn't call the third one. He directly sent a WeChat message.

"I don't believe it. Now the little spades are lying beside you. You can sleep peacefully. I know you haven't slept. President Qin, God Qin, trouble answering the phone!"

Qin Mo successfully saw Feng Yi's grievances against him in this WeChat account.

Slowly raise his hand and answer the third call: "Something?"

The casual tone was like he had never done anything!

"It's too inappropriate for you to send such a picture with such words, and the country is not very accepting of these things." Feng Yi reminded him.

Qin Mo replied: "This is unbearable. One day I told everyone that she really belongs to me. Are you going crazy?"

Feng Yi took a deep breath: "It's not that I'm crazy, fans are crazy, President Qin, God Qin, even if you want to do something, you must take it easy."

What else really belongs to me.

Feng Yi felt that it was necessary to remind him again: "Little Spades is not yet an adult."

"Relax, I won't do her for now, hang up."

Feng Yi looked at the page where the call was stopped.Did Qin use the word just now?Why did he think Little Spade was more dangerous after listening!

Qin Mo really has the intention to treat this person in this way.

But it is not perfect.

Someone has not taken the initiative to sit on his waist, what is perfect.

Qin Mo reached out and slid his fingers across the teenager's wrist, then grabbed it again, and the corner of his mouth bent.

Intentionally lowered the temperature of the heating, it is cold in rainy days, people have a natural instinct for warmth.

Soon, Bo Jiu leaned towards this side, automatically looking for a source of warmth.

Qin Mo reached out his hand and placed the other hand on the other side of the teenager's head. He closed his eyes gently in that absolutely possessive posture.

Sooner or later, this guy will be done!

Bo Jiu didn't know anything, but his body's memory was there, so when he got up the next morning, his ears rarely turned red.

After glancing at the great god sleeping next to him, he jumped out of bed.

After entering the bathroom, I first washed myself a face.

Then I checked my pajamas, except for the messy spots, the rest were normal.

Why did she dream that way?

Bo Jiu looked at his face in the mirror and flicked the silver hair stuck to his ear.

The feeling of numbness rising from the coccyx between half awake and half awake.

Always feel where the great god touched her.

Bo Jiu lowered his eyebrows, or said that she was automatically brought into the face of God in her sleep, after all, it was just a feeling.

Dream this way.

Bo Jiu's face was hot, and he gave himself a little cold water, and his hands were supporting the washbasin. Such a movement is very handsome. Some masters can't do it, but the teenager did it.

Qin Mo leaned back against the bathroom door, tickled his thin lips with a smile, and then approached slowly.

Bo Jiuyi's meal was probably because the object of the dream became a great god. At this time, he saw that beautiful and precious face.

Bo Jiu always felt that she was inexplicably taking advantage of the great god ...