National School Prince Is A Girl

Said, Qin Mo's kiss fell again, stuck on her neck.

Every time I have a cool, even after his body temperature is restored, the skin looks like a porcelain jade.

It was so attached to her, there was no distance, but it did not go any further.

The blackness that appeared in the bottom of the eye made him look a little more evil: "Do we sweat in another way?"

Thin nine looked at his eyes, the consciousness was a little floating, and when the eyelashes trembled, the breath was getting hotter.

Qin desert calmly squats, holding people, fingers across the place, so that the thin nine can not help but bow up the body.

As if he said, just to sweat.

So he has no further moves.

After she made her face flushed, she only smiled in her ear and her lips scorned.

Gradually, sleepiness hits.

Thin nine turned his head and slowly closed his eyes.

Qin Mo looked at the people who slept in his arms, and the black cockroaches were deep.

Forget it.

Don't worry too much.

Anyway, it is the same everywhere.

Waiting for no interest, you can leave again.

"My gold master, how long will you be interested in me?"

Qin Mo smiled, his fingers still licking the black hair of the teenager, and the corner of his mouth evoked the arc of evil spirits.

There is no advantage at all.

At the very least, this guy smells good.

The touch in my arms is also very good, and the whole person is warm.

It is completely different from the coldness of his body.

Qin Momei picked up his head and placed his chin on the head of the boy. He took the man with one hand and observed the guy in his arms.

If you are sick, you should be not aggressive.

However, Qin Mo is very clear, this is not what she was.

Because no one dares to confront the ten speedboats like this, draw a lighter, say that the fried things will be fried, and even the posture is handsome and beautiful.

Such people, so embarrassed, should be rare.

This is true. At this time, the thin nine-necked, very quiet, looks like a little prince, even the pure black hair has fallen down, blocking the ears and eyes, leaving only a white porcelain arc of the chin.

Qin Mo saw a half ring, turned his head and kissed her on the top of her head.

After doing this action, the Qin desert slammed a bit, and then the eyebrows wrinkled, and the faint cold.

No one knows what Qin Mo is thinking.

The night outside the window is gradually surging, because it has never been polluted, the outer starry sky is very beautiful.

It's easy to make people fall asleep.

Especially in my arms, I still have a person.

Did not feel cold.

Instead, in the middle of the night, the temperature in the arms is getting higher and higher, so high that the Qin desert, which had already fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was almost no extra movement. The first reaction of Qin Mo was to put his hand on the forehead of the thin nine, after feeling the hot temperature.

His embarrassment is even more heavy.

When I got up from the bed and didn't even wear the coat, I walked out of the room with my lower body.

The day is dark now.

The boss is a local, just drinking downstairs, probably about a few of his friends, so it has not been scattered.

Qin Mo did not stop, went straight to the other side: "Do you have alcohol here?"

The boss looked at Qin Mo, and did not talk to continue to drink his own wine. In the end, he said that he was laughing.

Just when he was about to lean over and put a peanut in his mouth.

Just listen to the sound of a bang!

A piece of poker was stuck on the back of his hand.

The blood suddenly flowed out, although not many, but the whole face that made the boss hurt.

The person sitting across from him suddenly stood up and probably wanted to give Qin Mo’s head a look.

But his bottle was just lifted up, and his wrist was thrown into his hand, but it was a force.

A bang!

Straight on the ground!

The faces of the three people have changed.

Especially the boss, he looked at his hand, and both eyes were shaking.

Qin desert supported the handle, slightly evoked the lips, and the voice rang in his ear like an elegant demon: "Do you have alcohol here?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The boss took his hand: "I will go and get it for you now."

Qin Mo smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you."

The boss was shaking after hearing the two words. This man is really terrible!

Originally, they were not locals, so the boss did not take the two people seriously, and now he no longer dares to neglect.

This man, like a devil, does not look like a weak boy when he goes upstairs.

It is clearly laughing, but it makes people shudder, and the subconscious is obeying his instructions.

In addition to alcohol, Qin Mo also took a pot of hot water upstairs.

Before leaving, he dropped a sentence: "There are people who are sick and need to cultivate quietly, so some unnecessary movements, or not."

The boss was shocked and quickly said: "Yes."

The pain in the back of the hand really made him lose his temper.

The only person who was not injured, came together: "Who is that person, it looks very gentle, how can you hurt people with poker?"

"How do I know!" If he knows that he dares not to die?

Qin Mo brought hot water into the room, and the door was hooked with long legs.

Indeed, even if it is red upper body, Qin Mo is different from others, and the fullness of the body is not dissipated, but because of the difference between the two, it also incorporates some dark atmosphere.

He looked at the thin nine eyes in bed.

I took a towel, first hot water, and covered her white forehead.

The thermometer here is not clean.

Even if the boss has it, Qin Mo did not take it. I don’t know why, but it is a sugar that sells snacks at the front desk.

At that time, I was waiting for the boring of hot water, and I played it twice in my hand.

Now I just unpacked the package and touched the boy's lips with the candy.

Qin Mo sees that there is no reaction in the thin nine, leaned over and opened her with her lips, then pulled out and let her hold the sugar in his hand.

Probably tasted the sweetness of my mouth.

Seeing that the younger thin lips moved, the eyebrows were not as ugly as the wrinkles.

Qin Mo discovered it, he didn't like the unhappy look of this guy.

Since it is a toy found, the more beautiful it is, the better.

Qin Mo reached out and took the hand of Bo Jiu, using a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, and an inch of it was applied to her joints.

Not only the hands, but also the knees, collarbone, lower abdomen...

The uncomfortable thin nine-sleeping that was burnt all over the body was not stable. When I noticed the comfortable coolness, I couldn’t help but open my eyes.

What caught the eye was the handsome face of the white light under the light. The man lowered his head and seemed to have only her.

Just rubbed the position of the long legs.

Not awake well, all the senses of the body are back, and the tingling sensation is combined with the deep shackles.

The body is like a soft water, a soft, scattered, even the eyes.

Qin Mo looked at the front of the eyes, the eyes of the young man with the water in his eyes, the movement of his hand, in that position, directly deceived, and fell on her collarbone.

It is obviously different from before.

The finger is still in the original position, sliding down, the tenderness of the hand, and the warm jade attached to the body, making his breath obviously unstable.

But he still resisted.

Even such patience makes him a bit strange.

But as a psychological criminal, how can you start with your own toy?

Since it is a toy, you can play it or you can give it up. It is absolutely impossible to do it.

Qin Mo stopped at the last minute, looked at the tears of the man's floodlight, and slowly smiled: "My gold master, really can be fascinated by accident."

Boji also realized that he didn't seem to be willing to touch her.

However, the body is too cold, and consciousness is also.

Floating and sinking, he closed his eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, but it was like being taken into my arms.

I faintly heard the sound in my ear, as if with a bit of pride: "It's all like this, how the temperature is still not retired, my gold master, you better get better, I am the first time to serve who." ”

Thin nine listened, and I wanted to laugh.

Which one forced the other party to have a fever?

Also, the god, in fact, you want to say this young master.

I don't know why, Bo Ji always feels the tone of the **** at this time, like a very young child.

Probably being held too comfortably.

At three o'clock in the morning, Bo Ji felt that his back was always sweating.

The long legs were squatting there and still not moving.

He held her down: "What?"

"Hot." When thin nine said this, he wanted to open the quilt.

Qin Mo will wrap people, not let her move, only said two words: "Sleep."

But still hot, the way that thin nine can think of is to draw coolness from him.

Qin Mo looked at the person who put his face on his chest, his eyes were light and his fingers were tight and tight.

It’s been like this all night.

When the guy was quiet, the broken hair in front of him was wet with sweat and stuck on his face.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and tried the temperature on her forehead. It was not so hot.

well.

He also didn't want his toy, it looked like a sick one.

Almost half past four.

Thin nine is really a sleep.

When I woke up, the sky outside was already bright.

The sun came in through the window and sprinkled on her face.

Going over is the most intoxicating sleep in the world.

Every time the **** is asleep, it makes people think of the word holy.

Whether it is a child or a grown up.

Thin nine light moved down and saw that he was holding her hand on her waist.

The bed is really narrow and two people must be sideways to sleep.

Because of this, they are too close, and his breathing can be accompanied by movements, hitting her ears.

then.

One thing caught her attention.

He hung around his neck, it seems like that time...

As soon as he reached out, he was holding his wrist, and then he turned over, his breath fell, his light was heavy, his voice was hoarse: "It seems that my gold master still doesn't know, the man in the morning can't help."

Then, what Xiao Jiu could understand was the kiss that fell on her shoulder.

Dense, with a bite, makes people's heart beat faster, and even with thoughts is blank.

The temperature in the room is constantly rising.

Until there is water on it.

Bojiu realized that he had taken her to the bathroom. He still kissed her. It seemed to like her reaction very much. She slid her lips and let her lean on him after she had no strength.

Apart from kissing, I didn't do anything substantial.

However, the numbness brought by the fingers crossed, so that the whole person was a little tremble.

but.

She didn't understand why he stopped.

Especially after he gripped her waist so hard, he bite on her shoulder, and then it was the faint breath and the bath towel.

“We used to get along like this before?”

His black hair was still dripping with water, and he dropped it on the collarbone of Bojiu.

The thin nine who had been wrapped in a bath towel snorted and waited for the heat of the body to dissipate.

Qin Mo smiled, but his expression could not be seen: "Is it?"

Bo Jiu always felt that the Great God should not be this reaction, just want to speak.

He will lift the ups and the evil spirits in his eyes: "It turns out that my gold lord likes this kind, but unfortunately your physical condition is not allowed, otherwise..."

Qin desert leaned over, the molars bite her ear, the breath is still hot, but the low is not the slightest warmth: "What can be done."

Thin nine did not speak.

It was because of a clear knock on the door.

In this kind of place, the sound insulation is not good, even if it is separated by two doors, you can still hear the sound.

It is the boss.

"Breakfast is ready. If the two guests wake up, please come to the door and take it."

Thin nine heard the words and raised his brow: "Can this place still provide breakfast?"

She has not lived in such an inn, and it is a good thing to have hot water.

How do you still have breakfast, or is the boss special to send it?

How can I think of me alone, just last night, the boss has been scared by the gods.

Not to mention the provision of breakfast, it is estimated that the full house must be moved.

"I'll get it."

A bang.

Qin Mo opened the door of the bathroom, threw two pieces of clothing in, and put a black trousers on himself.

The whole movement, he is very handsome.

Nice and cold.

Compared with the previous Qin desert, it is indeed quite different.

When he opened the door.

The boss outside the door suddenly felt stiff, and the hands holding the wooden plates were a little trembling.

The boss admits that he has never seen such a handsome man, especially when his black hair is dripping.

That's it, only with the special imagination of the demons in some comics.

Especially his nephew, cold makes people feel a little cold.

The mood of a man seems to be a little bad.

No way.

Shouldn't he be poked like last night?

"you can go now."

In the absence of toys, Qin Mo did not care to show his murderous.

The boss shook and said nothing. After handing the plate to the man, he immediately fled the scene.

Now he has to admire the boy who helped the man into the store last night.

Say it.

It was the boy who gave him a pair. My friend was very weak, but if something hit him, he would have the illusion of pain.

Will the boss think that the other is a clear vase.

Where is this vase, it is clearly a demon!

The teenager actually treated the other party as a fragile and delicate prince. Is there really nothing wrong with it?