National School Prince Is A Girl

Floating.

The burning sensation in her ears became more and more obvious.

She was just put on the table by him, even with her fingertips.

Until the sound broke.

After almost waiting, she clasped her waist with one hand, with a low magnetism in her voice: "Are you comfortable? Hmm?"

Bo Jiuyi trembled, his thoughts were empty, and the numbness of his fingertips had not faded.

I realized that he seemed to recover again.

His eyes just opened slightly.

He squinted and kissed his neck.

The temperature in the room was warm again.

Can clearly hear the ambiguous squeak.

Every sound seems to ooze sweetness.

And Bo Jiu, when she bears, will stretch her neck, the beauty of the unimaginable.

It is true.

She was only wearing a white shirt.

For Qin Mo, the fundamental and pure medicine is undoubted.

What's more, she still wears him.

So even though he was very patient, he didn't wait to go upstairs.

And he likes this feeling.

This seems to be her support point only he feels.

Qin Mo couldn't stop it.

Bo Jiu was soft all over, and he didn't know how many times he was coaxed.

The night is still long ...

The next day, Bo Jiu woke up in the car.

Lengthened Lincoln, he let her sleep in his arms.

The clothes don't need to be known, he helped her wear them.

When Bo Jiu raised his eyes, what he saw was the beautiful face of abstinence. The curve of his chin was very clear. It was not like the barren and excessive yesterday.

In the face of such a face, Bo Jiu suffered from back pain and could not bear it.

Simply uphold the principle of taking advantage of opportunities.

His hand slipped into his shirt.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes: "Waking up and doing bad things really matches your style."

"If Brother Mo can cooperate with me a little more, it would be better to be obedient." Bo Jiu said Xiecheng.

Qin Mo hooked her lower lip, leaned closer to her ear, and said with only two people: "Who made me move faster and harder yesterday? Hmm?"

Bo Jiu didn't speak anymore, his face was red.

Qin Mo's voice was low: "Relax, I will get to the place in a while and let you feel enough."

After arriving.

Bo Jiu knew.

What he said was a hot spring resort hotel.

On the top floor, there are only two of them.

He seemed to like her wearing his clothes very much, and let her wear the white shirt into the water.

It's hot all around.

There is also a thin mist, like the water vapor of the mountain stream, which inexplicably adds a sense of wonderland.

No one will see them.

Qin Mo will not allow anyone to come.

Moreover, he also fulfilled his promise.

Holding her hand came to his waist, so leaning on the edge of the hot spring pool, thin lips slightly gave her a sentence: "Ms. Qin, please take it."

Bo Jiu really wanted to take advantage, but this kind of cheapness took over, and she was the last one to suffer.

"Why?" Qin Mo dragged the people back: "Abandoning chaos and giving up?"

Bo Jiuxuan said lazily: "Want to touch, but too tired, you have to promise me not to do it."

"Yes." Qin Mo chuckled: "As long as you don't want it, I won't move."

It turns out.

It might as well hurry up.

Because he did not do anything extraordinary.

Qin Mo sometimes pays attention to what he promises to Bo Jiu.

But the kisses that fell on her were one after another, which made people have no resistance at all.

Especially the kiss still carries water temperature, making Bo Jiu impatient just want to lean on him to quench his thirst ...