National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo is standing on the side of the bed, and the hand is hot water for someone.

The eyes are touching the arc that is like a jade.

The dawn went deep, then he raised his hand and took a sip of water.

After seeing it, he paused: "Meng Ge, isn't that water for me?"

"Just right now." After Qin Mo had finished drinking the water, he put the cup on one side, bent his waist halfway, and his fingers touched her ear gently.

The same kind of cool, let the thin nine back, and the head leaned against the wall: "What?"

"Look at how good you are," he said, his fingers licking the left ear intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, how can I admit that I am already good, and at least I have to pass this evening.

Just laughed and slouched and stretched out: "Meng Ge, what do you say? I can't hear clearly."

"It's not clear." His mouth was hooked up, and the handsome face was closer to her. When the thin lips were open, I could see the beautiful curve, which was very slow.

A kiss fell on her ear.

The thin nine heart trembles, hey, the **** is a foul.

Reaching out is to push people away, in case someone comes in badly.

This is, after all, the infirmary.

"What?" He held down her wrist and the lip rested on her ear. The whole person's breath seemed to cover her all: "It's not good to kiss."

Take her words and block her.

Thin nine backhand and his ten fingers: "This is the infirmary." She said it was clear enough.

"Hey..." Qin Mo’s voice was a bit long, and the unique sound quality, with grace: "Our original gold master father is afraid to be seen."

What is you talking about? You can’t hear what you are, and you have to be completely ill.

Qin Mo smiled and got closer: "Do you think that it is a coincidence that you and me are both here?"

Of course not, so I have to be sick again. God, you have just started, you are not quite right, you know.

She did not continue to talk about it from this aspect. Instead, she stretched out her hand and held down his head. It was estimated that she could play another game, but when she faced the god, she was very light and light. Two times, the eyebrows are still twisted; "Is your eyes red because of a headache?"

In a desert of Qin, the pupil was enlarged in a moment, and then the original appearance was restored. The smile overflowed: "There is a thing that is faster than the head massage."

He looked at her.

The squats of the eyes are like the night outside, and the movements of the thin nine are stopped.

In the next second, the flashlight seemed to be out of power, and it was surrounded by darkness.

Thin Jiugang had to go sideways to turn the flashlight on, and his breath had already approached one step earlier, and he was on the verge of pressure.

Then came the words that he fell in her ear: "You look like a sick suit, people want to do something."

The thin nine did not open his mouth, and the lower jaw was lifted up. His lips were pressed down, and the thin lingering with tobacco scent, very light and light kiss, soft and cool touch, it is easy to think of mints.

However, the more the back, the more intense the kiss, the licking of her tongue is a little numb.

Originally, the two people were interlocking with each other. When the thin nine-in-one tried hard, he smiled low. After letting go of her, the lips still stuck to her: "Like?"

The Qin desert in the night is like a demon from the deep sea, and even the sound is lazy and sexy.

Plus today, he is not the same.

"I always wanted to do something like this. I even closed my eyes. I really shouldn’t live in a room."

The voice swayed in her ear and slid behind her ear.

Thin nine felt that the blood was hot, and moved the left hand with the ten fingers tightly, as if this would give him some strength: "Meng Ge..."

"Well?" Qin Mo did not intend to let her get up. She followed her intentions and let go of her hand, but she pulled her wrist and let her ring her neck.

Two people sat face to face, because the legs of Qin Mo are too long, naturally hang down halfway from the edge of the bed.

Even so, thin nine feels that she is not sitting in the bed, but in the arms of the great god, too close, as if she is supporting a range with her legs, and she is in that range.

"This is very strange." Thin nine pressed down the sound, and the breath that was exhaled hit him on the shoulder.

Dark brown combat uniforms, very gracious.

Qin Mo has turned his head, and today’s special love laughs: "I want to put the person I like in my arms and feel strange?"

Use this word... It’s really, thin nine eyebrows, just to say something.

I feel that my sick suit has been picked up from behind.

Then, it was the hand that slipped in, with a slight coolness.

Thin nine-one trembled, his fingers tightened his clothes: "Meng Ge."

The voice of Qin Mo is low: "Don't hide, let me know that you are really here."

Wen Yan said that the heart of the thin nine is soft, and the head slammed his face on his shoulder: "One minute." After all, it was a force. Before, she didn't understand it very well. Now she understands, this kind of thing is being It is not very good to notice.

Thin nine don't care, worry about how those people look at him.

Fortunately, the Great God is very cooperative today, and he is lazy: "Okay, one minute."

The bad thing is that this minute is longer than she thought.

Moreover, she only feels that the heat around her is getting higher and higher.

This is also because of the action of the Great God.

That hand is not safe.

It’s just that this person has fouled too many items since birth, not just looks, even when you close your eyes, the sound is good like the late night cv of the radio station. After softening, it is very magnetic: "I have said that your place is very beautiful."

Qin Mo said, while pressing on the tailbone of Bojiu.

The feeling of numbness could not be suppressed and spilled into the body of Boji. She subconsciously straightened her waist and wanted to avoid such a touch. Even the corner of her eyes overflowed with redness at this time, and it seemed that the tears that fell there. Oh, it’s like being plated with a layer of shine.

Let the dawn of the Qin desert follow a few deeper points: "And, the back is also."

Under the moonlight, I can clearly see the two figures on the bed.

Especially the hand of a pair of bones like jade, the art is generally swimming in the back of the juvenile white jade, every time a word is spoken, the fingertips will be pressed down.

The thin nine-seven breath is unsettled, and the feeling is the hands and the hotter body temperature.

Including every bit of him, she trembled unconsciously.

He is getting closer and closer to her, the hot breath is entangled with her hurriedness, holding her finger on her side and going on...