National School Prince Is A Girl

It is said that Bo Jiu has not responded yet.

After hearing that voice, Feng Yi at the other end of the phone began to twitch, bastard!A big bite of dog food was fed early in the morning!

This world ... Feng Yi no longer wanted to say anything, and hung up the phone decisively.

Listening to the busy tone, Bo Jiu turned his eyes and said: "Brother Mo, you seem to scare people."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, scanned the screen, and just brought the phone over.

He was slammed down on the quilt by the man in his arms.

Qin Mo paused with a finger, looking at the silver-haired teenager who pressed himself to the corner of his mouth with a smile and bright eyes.

The hairy head and two pairs of hairs were arched there, like two ears, and the more he looked like the cat he kept, the closer he was to push a tail behind him, and he could shake it.

However, after a night of sleep, this guy was emboldened.

"What to do?" Qin Mo let the teenager press his chest, and Gui Guimei's profile didn't change a little.

Bo Jiu didn't want to do anything, just watched the god just woke up, just wanted to pour it down, his childhood habits were quite harmful, and he didn't hold his hand.

"If it is changed to any day, you can leave it to you. Obviously, it won't work today." Qin Mo took someone's hand away from him, his tone was very weak, just like talking to the princess: "Go wash , Do n’t be so fierce one morning. "

Bo Jiu: ... Ferocious?she was?

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he stood up, put on a pair of trousers, and walked pacing towards the door: "I'll get my clothes."

Bo Jiu wore a quilt, crossed his legs, and sat down on the bed, watching the god pulling up his naked upper body, a look that was not interested in her, and the corner of his mouth was pursed, with a little stubbornness.

The princess arrogantly walked over in front of her, looking like "you're finally abandoned by the master".

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows and dragged the princess's tail. She couldn't figure out the gods. She could still handle a cat.

When Qin Mo took the combat uniform from Aunt Zhang, there was still a picture of the teenager throwing him down.

Inexplicably, he always thought the picture was familiar.

Qin Mo doesn't know if he likes a guy too much, so he always thinks about what she was like when she was a child.

Aunt Zhang made a Chinese breakfast that both people liked, as usual, very nutritious.

Qin Mo didn't eat much, most of them went into Bo Jiu's stomach.

Before leaving, Qin Mo dragged Bo Jiu over, reached out and lifted her collar up, covering her neck.

Bo Jiu noticed that since the kiss marks, her ears were a bit hot, but she also noticed that every time the god arranged her clothes, her side face would always be very gentle.

It seems like this from childhood to the beginning.

"What did this look like when I was a kid?" Qin Mo's eyes were on his side, his eyes looked at the teenager's close face, his brow twitched slightly.

Bo Jiu never thought that he accidentally whispered what he wanted to say, and turned his head to say: "Is it like saying that Brother Mo would like to dress people from childhood?"

"No one passed through." Qin Mo put his hand back, then looked at the teenager with his pockets.

Bo Jiu didn't speak, he thought, where did the record of the small pet dogs who liked to dress her as a child came from.

Of course, these words, she would not tell the Great God.

Qin Mo said suddenly at this time: "Speaking of growing up, have the two of us ever met?"

One shift, three shifts short, continue to make up tomorrow, Ann (no way, these two days are really sleepy)