National School Prince Is A Girl

Suddenly.

Bo Jiu's shoulders shuddered, and his face was red, "Itchy."

"Is it? Itchy?" Qin Mo's eyes seemed to reflect the water in the moonlight: "Is it only itchy?"

Even if it was Bo Jiu, after hearing that, his figure could only be half-bowed in his arms. Probably the only way to keep it for a minute.

Qin Mo thought, she probably never knew that the more she looked like this, the more he didn't want to leave.

As if enchanted.

That kind of touch is silky like silk, but softer than silk, and it has a good feel, just like Wen Yu in ancient times.

Also, the smell on her body ... Qin Mo leaned over her head, her nose brushed her hair, and her eyes deepened.

Bo Jiu bit his thin lip, and the buttons of the medical gown had been ripped apart, revealing the delicate collarbone and slight roundness. At a glance, she was as fair as snow-white skin. In this night, only Will make the temperature even hotter.

She didn't know what the Great God was like. Bo Jiu only heard her own heartbeat, and it was very loud.

She had never sweated so much, and as the force of her fingertips increased, she unconsciously let go of her thin lips.

Even the voice is light and sweet, this minute is actually not good for Qin Mo, but it seems that only in this way can she be sure that she is still there.

Bo Jiu breathed down, and after watching Qin Mo's half-bang, he put a backhand and pressed his whole person on the bed: "Mo brother, you are not right, you look at me, am I not here?"

"Huh?" Qin Mo raised his hand and touched that face with his fingertips. At the beginning, it was not so pleasing to the eye. How could it be seen more and more like it, so disobedient.

Bo Jiu leaned over by the moonlight: "I'm here."

Qin Mo looked at the posture of the two: "Do you want to talk to me like this?"

Bo Jiu sang, and then kissed his lips. He was very evil: "There is no need to use other methods to confirm my presence. I will tell you."

Qin Mo met his eyes, and the moonlight hit her snow-white shoulders. Half of her medical gown had slipped onto her arms. In that way, she made his throat tighten.

"Fool." Qin Mo's thin lips opened slightly. After spitting out these two words, he pressed Bo Jiu's head on his chest, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Bo Jiu's fingers just moved.

The low voice passed along again.

"Head hurts."

"Especially when you know you are chasing someone, the headache is like it's about to explode."

do not know why.

In such a night, hearing such a quiet voice, Bo Jiu felt that there was a grievance hidden in it.

"Now?" Bo Jiu's figure moved upwards, then reached out and hugged Qin Mo's head.

Qin Mo paused and didn't speak at first. After a while, his voice started to sound: "It's okay."

Bo Jiu saw the sexy thin lips, squeezed a little, his cute heart will be transformed, arrogant, and arrogant, this is the great god, the little princess.

"Then I will tell the story to Brother Mo." When Bo Jiu was a child, he hoped that one day she would tell him the story before going to bed, otherwise how to identify her status at home.

Qin Mo turned his face to face, letting someone's body temperature warm him a little bit, the blood in his eyes faded gradually, and his head didn't hurt so much anymore, the natural shape was revealed: "Can you tell me What's the story? The overbearing president fell in love with me or forced the little wife? "