National School Prince Is A Girl

Seems like she came in.

The god who was still sliding his phone raised his eyebrows.

Pride disappeared out of thin air, like it was covering up.

Then he vacated a hand and ticked in her direction.

The hand, with distinct bones, looks slender and shining through the light, as if it is transparent.

Bo Jiuxin said that the grandfather of the housekeeper said so much just now, but he didn't mention a little bit. What should she do when the great god uses a handsome man for her

However, if you think about it again, you don't have to deal with it.

When the great god makes beautiful men, he is the best.

There is a saying right, the god wants to seduce people, really nothing else.

Bo Jiu walked over, still a little curious in his heart: "What are you looking at?"

If the god sees the icon on her phone, it ’s best to play a game on a whim, but also know their intimacy in the game.

Who knows, the man chuckled: "Want to know?"

Bo Jiu nodded.

Qin Mo's voice was very weak: "Come on again and show you."

So mysterious?

Bo Jiu took another step closer to the bathtub and just wanted to turn his head.

The man raised his hand and grabbed her by the wrist.

With a thump,

Her whole body was soaked in the bathtub, and her hair and body were covered with water.

In particular, the white shirt she was wearing became more faintly transparent, and she could see the bandage inside her, as well as the semi-circular softness, whiteness and arc.

As for the rest, it was messed up.

But he took her waist posture and let her sit face to face in his arms. The mist began to disperse and the water temperature was a bit high. When Bo Jiu came in, his figure shook.

Not to mention, he held her posture so that she was half a head taller, so that all the breath he talked would hit her chest, accompanied by the heat in the bathroom, it was completely unreliable. shape.

"My gold master, did you forget, what did I say on the plane?"

on the airplane?

Bo Jiu raised a brow.

Qin Mo crossed her waist with a smile in her voice: "When there are no more people around, you can give me the books that I gave to the gold master, take it out and take a look at it. I am not curious about what I am reading? Take it."

A mobile phone was stuffed in Bo Jiu's palm, and he took a subconscious look.

At this glance, Bo Jiu paused.

What are you looking at?

Is there no personality at all?

Domineering CEOs fall in love with me?

She doesn't usually open such books.

But this time the title of the book is not a big deal.

It is mainly the page that the great god turned over, the protagonist is ambiguous, the plot description feels there, and the location is still the office.

Seeing someone's thin lips slightly pursed, Qin Mo's mouth hooked up again, and turned to hold her posture, all the heat was close to her ears, and the smile was low and deep. Good to say: "It's a pity that there is no bathroom in this book, but it doesn't matter. I'm better at these things than the useless description."

Bo Jiu didn't respond, and the man kissed her semicircle across her semi-wet shirt.

The button of his shirt was bitten off by him.

A soft kiss made Bo Jiu's hands tremble.

Great God took the dropped mobile phone a step faster, and leaned forward, pressing it back into her palm: "Hold it, but also pick what works, and give it a try."