National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo did the same.

Just when Bo Jiumei and finally succeeded.

Qin Mo looked sideways and kissed her on the back of the neck.

Bo Jiu shuddered suddenly, even peeling off the hand of his shirt, a little weak.

This is wrong.

Just when she was about to raise her head.

The right hand was clenched all at once, and with his fingers interlocked, he had stood up and pressed her against the table, and the low magnetic voice came along: "Is very happy?"

Clever as Bo Jiu, of course, realized what he was looking at his wine glass.

Qin Mo's breath hit her ears: "The medicinal effect will occur after half an hour, the symptom is fever, and the whole body is weak, so that you can do whatever you want. Do you feel familiar?"

Bo Jiu lost people and still smiled: "Black brothers are really unreliable. When did Brother Mo find out."

Qin Mo's fingers had reached into her coat, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "What do you think?"

It was discovered at the beginning.

Really are!

Bo Jiu was somewhat regretful.

Qin Mo looked at her depressed face and moved closer: "I have been waiting for you to use this medicine."

Bo Jiu thought of the self-launching four words: "Do you drink medicine beforehand?"

"So smart?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, his mind was no longer there, and her fingertips touched her softness, and her breath floated a little.

Bo Jiu's beautiful eyes are full of crimson, and she can't ignore the swollen numbness. Looking at the person standing in front of her, let alone do whatever she wants, now she is doing what she wants.

Qin Mo noticed her tremor, her eyes deep, and her body half bent, and after unbuttoning her collar, it was a fine and broken kiss.

She didn't even give her a chance to escape.

He stood in front of her and had blocked her way, not to mention, he pressed her right hand all the way.

Bo Jiu was already hot all over his body.

The numbing sensation came from your fingertips and spread everywhere.

The indoor temperature is constantly rising.

Bo Jiu heard his voice in his ear, with a low smile in his voice; "I miss you so much?"

For Bo Jiu, Qin Mo is sometimes like a demon who has been practicing for many years.

This is even worse.

Bo Jiu's coat was lifted up, his waistline was half exposed, the curvature was beautiful, and he had the youthful greenness, but he smiled like a witch: "Otherwise why should I take medicine?"

Qin Mo's eyes were deeper, and her left hand was on her waist. Her fingertips were charged with electricity: "It sounds reasonable."

Bo Jiu got it by him, his waist and eyes softened, and he felt a little bit hot even with his breath.

Been together for so long.

He knows her body better than she does.

Those hands were like being enchanted.

Everywhere is crisp.

Bo Jiu's thoughts seemed to float in the air.

Can only still be dominated by him.

He would not give her the opportunity to think over.

Thin lips fell on her shoulders, and every movement was hard to resist.

She heard the sound of the belt being pulled away, mixed in his shallow voice, making her ears hot.

Bo Jiu's breath was already messed up, with one hand on his shoulder: "Don't ... go to bed ..."

He did n’t listen. He watched her wearing her own shirt. She wanted to do this for a long time. With one hand on the table, her breath fell with her forehead. Something was released, unscrupulous ...