National School Prince Is A Girl

Just looking at another person, but completely ignoring yourself.

Qin Mo doesn't like her behavior, and he doesn't like his emotions influenced by this guy.

Bo Jiu looked at him, as if he suddenly understood why he was like this. He stretched out his arms and hugged Qin Mo's waist. He smiled shallowly: "Mo brother, you care about me!"

Qin Mo's eyes lighted up, but he didn't go too far. After a sigh, she pinched her hair again, somewhat frivolous: "Aren't you my gold lord, of course you should care, or who will give me money. "

"You are quite familiar with your positioning." Bo Jiu coughed and said, the smile at the corner of his mouth did not dissipate.

Qin Mo's brow furrowed: "What's going on with your body?" It's not like fever.

"Asthma." Bo Jiu did breathe a little.

Qin Mo looked at her like that, his chest was inexplicably irritable.

No matter what purpose he has with her now.

He also didn't like to see such a ghost in his playthings.

"Can't breathe?"

"A bit." It's not too serious. Bo Jiu still knows his own body.

Qin Mo held the person's waist and said, "Would you like to breathe in another way?"

"Why ..."

What two words, Bo Jiu did not say, the man bowed his head and kissed.

Mint breath seems to reduce the heat in people.

And the air in the mouth is fresh and makes people nostalgic.

Kissing is an addictive thing.

Especially kissing the great god.

Breathing is no longer uncomfortable.

As long as he let go a little, he would kiss again, finger touching her ear.

Gently, like treating a pet.

The heart beats irregularly.

This seems to be the most beautiful place.

At the end of the kiss, he pressed her forehead, his breath a little unstable, his eyes deep: "It's sweet and cool."

What is sweet and cool.

The previous great gods never said that.

Bo Jiu's face was a little hot, and the discomfort caused by the illness was alleviated a lot.

It was only then that I realized that my whole body was slippery. Although the woolen bath towel was wrapped, it was so thin that it was useless.

Close at hand is the chest of the great god, the lines are tough and clear, like being carved out, when he gets up, the mermaid line will be more obvious.

He just hugged her with his hands, rubbed her soft fingers, and there were vampire-like evil eyes under his eyes: "Well, it's slippery."

The numbness brought by the similar skin caused her legs to lose some of their original strength.

Bo Jiu never knew before, as long as he was so close to a person, it would be unbearable.

But now he was held in his arms, the man just looked at her, his heart would jump fast, every movement can cause a burst of numbness.

Because this is no one else, this is her pet.

Bo Jiu: "When you were a kid, you liked to call me a fool."

Qin Mo's beautiful eyebrow raised "Oh?"

Bo Jiu: "I especially wanted to buy you at that time, and I also smashed my piggy bank that I had saved for a long time. I just wanted to get you, and I asked you how much is a pound."

Qin Mo snorted: "Idiot, are people selling by the pound?"

After hearing this sentence, Bo Jiu stopped and then laughed.

The beautiful-looking little boy in the memory, the prince frowned, "Bo Xiaojiu, are you a fool, are you selling by the pound?"

Still the same, even if it is amnesia.

"It seems that my gold master is a little unfocused." Qin Mo leaned over, and the corner of his mouth hooked again: "Is my charm not enough?"