National School Prince Is A Girl

Saying that, Qin Mo's kiss fell again and lay on her neck.

Every time it is slightly cool, even after his body temperature is restored, the skin is like a porcelain jade that starts with,

Just attached to her, there is no distance, but no further.

The black that appeared under his eyes made him look a little bit more evil: "Sweat a different way?"

Bo Jiu looked at his eyes, and his consciousness was a little fluttering. When his eyelashes flickered, the exhaled breath became hotter and hotter.

Qin Mo's eyes squinted, holding the person, and crossing the finger, Bo Jiu couldn't help bowing up.

As if he had said it, just to sweat.

So he took no further action.

After making her blush and ears red, she only smiled lowly in her ears and licked her lips lightly.

Gradually, drowsiness struck.

Bo Jiu turned his head and closed his eyes slowly.

Qin Mo looked at the person sleeping in his arms, his black eyes deepened.

Never mind.

Don't go in a hurry.

It ’s the same everywhere.

Waiting for no interest, you can leave.

"My Gold Lord, how long will you be interested in me?"

Qin Mo smiled, his fingers still holding the teenager's black hair, and the arc of evil spirits was raised in the corner of his mouth.

Not without advantages at all.

At least this guy smells good.

The touch in my arms is also good, and the whole person is warm.

It was completely different from the coldness on him.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, put his chin on the top of the teenager's head, wrapped the man with one hand, and observed the guy in his arms.

At this point of illness, there should be no aggression.

But Qin Mo is very clear that this is not how she was originally.

Because no one dared to stand up to ten speedboats like that, crossed the lighter, and said that it would explode, even in a handsome posture.

Such a person, so obedient, should be rare.

Indeed, at this time, Bo Jiu was very well-behaved. He seemed to be quiet like a little prince, even with pure black hair drooping down, blocking his ears and eyes, leaving only a white arc of his jaw.

Qin Mo looked at it halfway and leaned over to kiss the top of her head.

After finishing this action, Qin Momeng had a quick meal, and then his brow furrowed, a faint cold.

No one knows what Qin Mo is thinking.

The night outside the window was gradually surging. Since it has never been polluted, the starry sky outside is very beautiful.

It's easy to make people fall asleep.

Especially holding a person in his arms.

I didn't feel cold.

On the contrary, by the middle of the night, the temperature of the people in his arms was getting higher and higher, so high that Qin Mo, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

There is almost no extra movement, Qin Mo's first reaction is to put his hand on Bo Jiu's forehead, after feeling the hot temperature.

His eyes deepened.

He got up from the bed and didn't even wear a coat, so he walked out of the room with his bare body.

The sky is dark now.

The boss is a local, and he drank downstairs. He probably had a few friends with him, so he hasn't lost his present.

Qin Mo didn't pause, and walked directly over there: "Do you have alcohol here?"

The boss glanced at Qin Mo, and didn't take a word to continue to drink his own wine, talking and laughing after all.

Just when he was about to lean over and put a peanut in his mouth.

Just listen to the sound!

A poker poked on the back of his hand.

Blood bleeds out all at once. Although not much, the whole face that made the boss hurt changed.

The person sitting opposite suddenly stood up suddenly, probably wanting to give Qin Mo a head.

But his wine bottle had just been lifted, and his wrist was squeezed into his hand, but it was a force.

Slam!

Straight hit the ground!

The three men's faces changed.

Especially the boss, he looked at his hand, his eyes were a little shaking.

Qin Mo supported the handle of the chair, slightly raised his lips, and his voice rang in his ears, like an elegant devil: "Do you have alcohol here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The boss took his hand: "I'll get it for you now."

Qin Mo smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you."

The boss shook his body after hearing those two words. This man was really terrible!

Originally it was because they were not locals, so the boss didn't take these two people seriously, and now he doesn't dare to neglect anymore.

This devil-like man was not like the weakness of being a boy when he was upstairs.

It was obviously laughing, but it made people shudder, and subconsciously heeded his instructions.

In addition to alcohol, Qin Mo also brought a pot of hot water upstairs.

Before leaving, he dropped a sentence: "Someone above is sick and needs meditation to cultivate, so some unnecessary movements are still not necessary."

The boss was shocked and quickly said: "Yes."

The pain in the back of his hand really made him lose his temper.

The only one who didn't get hurt, got together: "Who is that man, and he looks pretty, how can he still hurt someone with poker?"

"How do I know!" If he knew he would dare to die like this?

Qin Mo entered the room with hot water, and the door was hooked with long legs.

Indeed, even with his upper body naked, Qin Mo is different from others. His noble body has not dispersed, but because of the difference in those eyes, he has also merged into some dark breath.

He glanced at Bo Jiu lying in bed.

I took a towel and first dipped it in hot water, covering her white forehead.

The thermometers here are not clean.

Even if the boss had it, Qin Mo didn't take it. I don't know why. Instead, he sold a snack at the front desk.

At that time, it was boring to wait for hot water, and I played with it twice in my hand.

Now I just unpacked it and touched the boy's lips with the candy end.

Seeing that Bo Jiu didn't respond, Qin Mo leaned over and pried open her with her lips, then pulled away and let her hold the sugar in his hand.

Probably tasted the sweetness in the mouth.

Seeing the young man's thin lips move, his eyebrows were not as wrinkled as they were just now.

Qin Mo found out that he did not like this guy's unhappy look.

Since it is a toy found, the more beautiful it is, the better.

Qin Mo reached out and took Bo Jiu's hand, dipped it in alcohol with a cotton swab, and applied it to her joints inch by inch.

Not just hands, but also knees, clavicles, lower abdomen ...

The uncomfortable Bo Jiu, who was burning all over his body, was unsteady. When he felt the coolness that made people comfortable, he couldn't help but opened his eyes.

What was in sight was the beautiful white face under the light. The man lowered his head, as if she were the only one in her eyes.

Just rubbed the position of the long legs.

Not to wake up, all the senses of the body are back, and the numbness of the numbness is added to those deep eyes.

The body is like a pool of water, soft and scattered, even with eyes.

Qin Mo looked at the young man who was blushing in front of his eyes and the water in the corners of his eyes. The action under his hands, in that posture, deceived him directly and dropped the kiss on her collarbone.

There is a clear difference from before.

The fingers were still in their original positions, sliding down. The tenderness of the hands and the warm jade on the body made his breath obviously unstable.

But he still refrained.

Even such patience made him a little strange.

But as a psychological offender, how can you start with your toys.

Since it is a toy, it can be played or discarded, and it can never be the last.

Qin Mo stopped at the last minute, looked at the man ’s tears and moles, and smiled slowly: "My gold master, I am really fascinated by accident."

Bo Jiu also realized that he seemed unwilling to really touch her.

However, the body is too cold, and so is consciousness.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes again.

I don't know how long it has passed, and it seems to have been carried into my arms.

I vaguely heard a sound ringing in my ears, as if with a little arrogance: "It's all this way, how can the temperature not go back, my lord, you better get better, I am the first time I have waited for this. "

Bo Jiu listened and wanted to laugh.

Someone forced the other person to have a fever.

Also, Great God, actually you want to say Master Ben.

I don't know why, Bo Jiu always felt that the tone of the Great God at this time was like that of a very young child.

It was probably too comfortable to be held.

At three o'clock in the morning, Bo Jiu felt that his back had been sweating.

The long legs rubbed there, still unmoved.

He held her down: "Why?"

"Hot." When Bo Jiu said this, he wanted to lift the quilt.

Qin Mo wrapped the person and prevented her from moving. She only said two words: "Sleep."

But still hot, the way Bo Jiu could think of was to absorb coldness from him.

Qin Mo looked at the man who pressed his face to his chest, his eyes sullen, his fingers tight and tight.

It's been like this all night.

When the guy was quiet, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his face.

Qin Mo raised her eyebrows and tried the temperature on her forehead again. It was not so hot.

well.

He didn't want his toys either, and he looked sick.

At about half past four.

Bo Jiu is a real sleeper.

By the time I woke up, the sky outside was already clear.

Sunlight came in through the window and spread on her face.

Turning your head away is the most intoxicating sleeping face in the world.

Every time the great god falls asleep, it reminds people of the word holiness.

Whether it was when I was a child or when I grew up.

Bo Jiu's eyes moved down and saw that he was holding his hand around her waist.

The bed is really narrow, and the two people must be sideways to sleep.

Because of this, they are too close, and his breath can be accompanied by movements, hitting her ears.

then.

Something caught her attention.

It was hanging around his neck, as if at that time ...

As soon as Bo Jiujiu reached out, he held his wrist, and then turned over, his breath fell, his eyes were deep, and his voice was hoarse. "It seems that my gold master does not know that the men in the morning can't provoke."

Immediately afterwards, Bo Jiu-neng realized the kiss that fell on her shoulder.

Densely packed, with a light bite, it makes people's heart beat faster, even with their thoughts is blank.

The temperature in the room kept rising.

Until there is water on the body.

Bo Jiucai realized that he took her to the bathroom, he was still kissing her, it seemed that she liked her reaction very much, thin lips raised, and after letting her lose her strength, she leaned on him.

Apart from kissing, there is no real thing to do.

However, the numbness brought by the swipe of the finger made Bo Jiu a little trembling.

but.

She didn't understand why he stopped.

Especially after he held her waist so hard, he bit her on the shoulder, and then came the faint breath and the towel that was pulled over.

"We used to get along like this before?"

His black hair was still dripping with water, hitting the collarbone of Bo Jiu drop by drop.

Bo Jiuen, who had been wrapped in bath towels, let out a sigh, waiting for his body's heat to dissipate.

Qin Mo smiled, but his expression could not be seen: "Is it?"

Bo Jiu always felt that the Great God should not be this reaction, just about to speak.

He raised his eyes, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with evil spirits: "It turns out that my gold master likes this, but unfortunately your physical condition is not allowed, otherwise ..."

Qin Mo leaned over, Hao teeth bit her ear, the breath was still hot, and his eyes were low without the slightest warmth: "Whatever you do is OK."

Bo Jiu said nothing.

It was because there was a clear knock on the door.

In this kind of place, sound insulation is not good. Even if two doors are separated, you can still hear the sound.

Is the boss.

"Breakfast is ready. If the two guests wake up, please come by the door."

Bo Jiuwen said, raised his eyebrows: "This place can also provide breakfast?"

It ’s not that she has n’t lived in such an inn, it ’s good to have hot water again.

Why is there still breakfast, or is the boss coming to deliver it?

Simply how can I think of nine, just last night, the boss has been scared by the great god.

Not to mention the provision of breakfast, it is estimated that all Han and Han people have to move in.

"I'll get it."

Bang

Qin Mo opened the bathroom door, threw two pieces of clothes in, and put himself a pair of black trousers.

The whole action, he is particularly handsome.

Neat and cold.

Compared with the previous Qin Mo, it is indeed somewhat different.

When he opened the door.

The boss outside the door suddenly stiffened, and the hands holding the wooden dinner plate were shaking.

The boss admitted that he had never seen such a handsome man, especially when his black hair was dripping.

But that's how it is, and some demons in comics have special imagination.

Especially his eyes, the cold makes people a bit chilly.

The man's mood seems a bit bad.

No way.

Wouldn't he be poked again like he was last night?

"you can go now."

In the absence of toys, Qin Mo did not care to show his murderousness.

The boss shuddered, without saying a word, and fled the scene immediately after handing over the dinner plate to the man.

Now he has to admire the boy who helped the man into the store last night.

Speaking.

It was the boy who gave him a pair. My friend was very weak, but when something hit him, he would feel the pain.

Only then will the boss think that the other party is a precious vase.

Where is this vase, clearly a demon!

The teenager actually treats the other party as a fragile and delicate prince. Is there really no misunderstanding ...