National School Prince Is A Girl

Bo Jiu: ... She should have been in a fake relationship, otherwise why black history will be turned out.

"Isn't these two?" Qin Mo continued slowly: "That's the ancient crossing, occupying the crown prince?"

Really, the atmosphere is too destructive.

Bo Jiu simply walked up and kissed him gently on the lips, um, very soft.

Qin Mo couldn't bear to lie there, his mouth hooked up, and he wanted to suppress it. The smile in his eyes could not be concealed, after all, he was kissed.

Bo Jiu also laughed.

Inexplicable.

This is probably what it looks like after you fall in love.

The left hand was pulled over, interlocking fingers, and then the posture was changed.

Probably thought she was so tired. After lying flat, his arms came around from behind, and there was a dryness in his voice: "Sleep."

Bo Jiu felt that his special skills had not yet begun to play: "Mo brother, I am also very good at telling stories."

"Bo Xiaojiu." Qin Mo opened his eyes. When he spoke, his voice was very slow: "You can choose to tell your story. The consequence is that I will not get you out of bed."

Bo Jiuyi paused, then smiled: "It turned out to be so hard."

"Isn't you punished?" Qin Mo put his chin on the teenager's head and closed his eyes again. His eyelashes were long like a silhouette.

Bo Jiu couldn't see Qin Mo's face, but could only perceive the man's breathing and heartbeat, which was not very stable, but was under control.

Even in this sleeping position, his hand still clasped her hand, but the strength was not as big as it was just now, and he surrounded her so naturally.

It seems like this.

When this man is gentle.

Will let you see the whole galaxy.

Bo Jiu wanted to tell the story and other tasks at the end, and it could be used to propose marriage.

Although the electronic car is gone, it is a pity, but ...

Originally, Bo Jiu was still thinking like this, and as a result, he realized that there was something on the edge of his pants pocket, that the light was very weak. It used to be in the pocket, so I could n’t see it Now it slides out.

Bo Jiu recognized at a glance that it was her electronic car accessories Xiaotaoxin, with four very small words written on it: "Marry me"

"Brother Mo." Bo Jiu wanted to say something, but turned his head and found that he was really asleep.

It's probably because I'm too tired to fall asleep in such a short time.

This face always gives people the feeling of closing their eyes like a fairy and opening their eyes like a devil.

The Great God who is quiet to the extreme is rare.

Bo Jiu reached out and touched his cheek.

It seemed to be aware that someone was touching him, but the touch was familiar to him. Qin Mo didn't wake up, instead she leaned closer.

Bo Jiu smiled and lowered his voice: "Little Princess."

Even the little princess is hers.

Is it true that all people in love are the same.

Sometimes it is clear that it is not suitable for publicity, nor for intimate movements.

But everyone who wants to show off to the world knows.

This person is hers.

But as for the title of little princess ...

After waking up the next day, the sky outside was not completely bright.

Bo Jiu opened his eyes, looking at the face of the Great God and his beautiful eyebrows half-pulled up: "What did I say in my ear last night?"

"What did you say?" Bo Jiu was not too sober, stretching his lazy, free youth evil spirit: "Call you little princess."