National School Prince Is A Girl

The white jade-like ankles were still carrying water drops, and the back was surrounded by towels. The whole body was covered in hazy water and shone a little.

Those eyes are black with thick fog.

It really looks like a Kraken.

Especially when laughing, the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, and the posture is straight, bringing out the ultimate beauty.

It doesn't seem to be embarrassed because of this look.

Bo Jiu reached his cheek, which was very handsome.

She had intended to directly throw people off.

Who knew there was no action, the man dragged her into her arms again.

Surrounded by her was a dry bath towel.

Even her eyes were surrounded.

"Brother Mo." Bo Jiu felt that God was so invincible that she couldn't see it, so how to start.

Qin Mo looked at the little hooligan who had been playing with water, and now looked like a cat with a bad breath, stretched his paw in disapproval, trying to be coquettish.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and pressed the guy's head directly on his shoulder.

This is Bo Jiu's stability, because she found that the big bath towel was not surrounded by her, but by two people.

The Great God was also wrapped in it, and what she directly touched was his skin. Well, it should be like this, what a sense of distance to play with her.

Bo Jiu's eyes were all bent and his hand was about to move.

"Want to do something bad?" Qin Mo let out a hand and pressed someone's restless paw, raising his eyebrows, and it was a little funny: "It seems that my gold master, especially likes me."

Bo Jiuang looked at Qin Mo and smiled like a black belly: "Yes, yes."

"You can't touch it if you like it." Qin Mo got the people right, really like taking care of a domesticated game: "Turn around and look at the mirror."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows, "What do you do?"

"Blow your head." There are always things that don't make people want to divert attention, so the big god comes out with a hair dryer. Now he raises it with one hand, and the gas field is very strong.

When Bo Jiu thought about it, she couldn't force people to take advantage of the memory loss and bullied him.

"Okay, blow your head."

Turning around, it became her entire back leaning on his chest. The two were surrounded by the same bath towel. They were not too small, just right. Such a posture could not even eat the tofu of the god.

Qin Mo laughed again after hearing someone's sigh: "Why? It's disappointing to blow your head? What bad things are you thinking about all day?"

"I want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu felt the soft wind blowing over his head and smiled: "It's so obvious that Mo Ge can't see it?"

Qin Mo looked at that face and couldn't help it. He reached out and squeezed: "I'm very expensive. Dry your silver hair first."

"Silver hair?" Bo Jiu biased his head: "The most popular grandma is gray, handsome, isn't it handsome?"

Qin Mo met his black-and-white eyes, the tears and moles were particularly obvious, his nose, mouth and even the chain bones were very beautiful. He moved a bit, and he kissed the mouth with a half-bent waist, eyes deep and deep : "It's really pretty."

The most pleasing prey he has seen so far.

"Not as pretty as you are." What Bo Jiu said was true, and Princess Qin was pretty since childhood.

Qin Mo's fingers slowly crossed the teenager's hair, and the hair dryer was still blowing thinly: "Are you sure to describe me with these two beautiful words? No man would like to have this adjective on his body."

"Amazing?" Bo Jiu thought about the idiom she had learned.

Qin Mo frowned again.

"Lan Yan scourge?" These four words always match.

Qin Mo smiled slowly and said slowly: "Why don't you say that I am confusing the country?"

"How can you compare with Daji?" Bo Jiuyi smiled: "You look better than Daji."

For the sake of holding you so comfortably, I won't throw you out through the window, Qin Mo's idea just fell.

Just listen to the man saying, "Brother Mo, I must have been a faint monarch in ancient times. If you are a dame and want to confuse the country, I will definitely confuse you. If you say that I am so impulsive, if others say If you ’re not good, I want to beat people. No wonder you always said that I was impulsive when I was a kid. Well, it ’s quite impulsive. "

When Qin Mo heard this, he turned off the hair dryer and tapped her fingers rhythmically on her face again and again: "I don't think you are impulsive at all."

Every word said seems to be able to penetrate into people's hearts.

So cunning.

"It's still impulsive, for example, I want to sleep with you." Bo Jiu turned his head over again, and his tone was a bit lazy: "So, Brother Mo, if I do anything to you, you must stop me, I This guy ca n’t stand the beauty of men, you can use it more. ”

Qin Mo laughed in a low voice, and now he is not disguising. He put the hair dryer aside, and his temperament is a little alienated: "I can see it even if I use a handsome man?"

"It's a pity why you don't have to use it." When Bo Jiu smiled, he sneezed and said, "I won't let me taste some sweetness."

Qin Mo glanced at the person in front of him, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and then he raised his hands and hugged the person horizontally, walked to the room, and stuffed the person directly into the quilt.

Bo Jiu uttered: "The cover is so much, it's too heavy." After a quilt, after removing it, he didn't even eat tofu.

"What about medicine?" Qin Mo asked non-responsively.

Bo Jiu was pressed and could not move: "What medicine?"

"Cold medicine." Qin Mo said, and pressed someone who was going to show his head again.

Bo Jiu suddenly realized that God cares about the sneeze she just thought, thinking she was sick again, and she was thinking of looking for medicine?

Still let her eat sweetness.

Bo Jiu only showed a pair of eyes, and the corners of his mouth under the quilt were all smiling.

Qin Mo leaned his head and saw this scene. Naturally, he also knew that he had overreacted a little bit. After a finger pause, he sat by the bed and smiled casually: "Are you proud?"

"No, actually I also feel a little cold and uncomfortable. I must have soaked it in the bathtub just now." Bo Jiu pressed his head with his hand to make himself look more honest.

Qin Mo smiled deeper: "Cold? Then add another quilt."

The Great God is a man who says he can do it. The closet is pulled apart, a summer quilt is taken, and it is covered on someone's body: "Is it a lot warmer now?"

"Hmm." What else can Bo Jiu say, the drama he brought out will be finished when he is hot: "It's a little thirsty." Drinking some water can always cool down.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Thirsty? Then how about I pour you a cup of hot water?"

Hot water?

Bo Jiu waved his hand: "Forget it, not so thirsty."

The god is so black, it is better to continue to use a handsome man.

Qin Mo looked at the face turning red, his figure pressed down, and even his breath was a little impetuous: "I will ask you again the last time, is it cold or hot?"