National School Prince Is A Girl

"It's just not suitable here." Qin Mo rested his forehead on the back of the teenager's head and made his last stubborn resistance. The sweat on the forehead flowed from the beautiful line of the chin to the hot temperature that had burned between the necks. At least there is a bed that will make you more comfortable. Although you are here to remove your claws, it is safer, but I ca n’t bear to toss you like this all night. "

Finished.

Qin Mo got up and opened the car lock.

Bo Jiu's eyes were hot and flushed with emotion.

When he realized what, the whole person was already hugged.

Qin Mo gave her coat and long straight legs.

The body under the white shirt is tall and toned.

The raindrops hit it and landed on his hair, but he couldn't affect the half of Gui Gui.

Aunt Zhang looked at her young man holding him in, but wanted to keep up, but after seeing Qin Mo's profile, she retreated silently.

The wall lamp was on and the light was very dim.

It was almost the second she was thrown onto the bed.

He was deceived.

The jacket was torn apart, and the shirt was thin and snug.

The hand pressed on her palm made her unable to move at all.

The glass windows are not closed, and wind blows in, raising the pure white sand curtain.

Qin Mo did not give people a chance to escape.

The white shirt was half-open, and the rolled-up dress revealed the teenager's waist.

White and slender, just like he imagined countless times, it feels touchy, and the touch is extremely flexible. Under twisting, the arc of the waist and hips is even more shocking.

Qin Mo laughed and landed on the bed with one knee, clasping Bo Jiu's jaw with one hand, protruding his tongue, sucking.

No one can bear such a kiss.

The hand is still down, kneading the most prone to numbness.

In this regard, Bo Jiu couldn't become Qin Mo's opponent, and his eyes were murky, and he couldn't help but utter a slight dumbness.

Qin Mo listened numbly, the sensible string immediately broke, stretched out his hands to separate her legs, never wanted a person like now.

The heart beats like a drum, and so does the soul.

Especially when he saw the teenager's brows slightly twitching and his body trembling slightly.

It is to want to occupy her completely.

So much so that the predatory nature is revealed.

Especially when he saw the teenager on his bed, his clothes were not faded, his hair was messy, his left hand was still tortured by him, but his body was as bright and clear as the jade, and he outlined the vague asceticism. Abstinence stimulated Qin Mo, as if sucked in by the vortex, it could not be contained.

Look at those eyes.

Bo Jiu knew how she could not escape today.

There was no point of resistance between the long legs.

The body is still terrible.

Knowing what the Great God was thinking, Bo Jiu only bit his lip, his consciousness was a little confused, and all the sensations on his body seemed to come from the series of numbness.

Only one thing is clear.

It is impossible to shoot a knife hidden somewhere.

That would hurt the great god's hand.

If you think about it, it's just a relationship.

If by this time, when she left, she could have a child belonging to her and the great god.

Not necessarily a bad thing.

After having an idea.

Bo Jiu was mainly anti-guest, with a strong wrist, he held Qin Mo's hand: "I don't like being too passive."

"Relax, it will give you a chance to take the initiative." Qin Mo's lips twitched, and dangerous flames flashed under his eyes, with a deep smile.