National School Prince Is A Girl

"Meng Ge, you always have no friends when you talk like this." Bo Jiu said while he lowered his head and slid his mobile phone: "Even if you don't remember, I can still search for tutorials. It's as simple as cooking porridge."

Qin Mo looked at the young boy's white sputum when he looked down, probably because the skin was too good, it would make people feel like a good jade, but also glowing.

Qin desert suddenly reached out and pinched the back neck of Bo Jiu.

Bo Jiu side: "What?"

"Don't casually expose the back to others." Qin Mo's voice is very light,

Bo Ji chuckled: "Reassure, when fighting, certainly not, this is not porridge."

Qin desert frowns, this guy really is not jealous? If it is true, why can't he hear his reminder?

Still, it is too tender.

Qin Mo smiled and stood behind Bo Jiu.

After searching for the tutorial, the teenager is very neat, and the sound is a bit loud.

In the end, the great **** still couldn't see it. In that position, he held the wrist of Bo Jiu holding a spoon. The arrogance of the party was abstinence: "The most important thing is to have patience. Who is like you?" "

"I am this style, you don't understand Mo Ge." Bo Jiu said that he was very good at it.

The Qin desert hooked the thin lips, and the fingers clasped the wrists of the porcelain jade in the palm of the hand, and did not speak.

In the semi-open kitchen, two people stood in tandem and held the same spoon in their hands.

Due to the problem of poor height.

The young man is like a man being held in his arms from behind.

Bo Jiuzhen felt that this posture seemed to be too intimate.

The gods first let her let go of her hand, and the dawn was deep: "Yes, let it cook for twenty minutes."

After that, Qin Mo vacated his left hand and pressed his stomach.

Bo Ji directly reached out and put the hand of the Great God on his shoulder, so that the distance between the two people was closer.

When Qin Mo lowered his head, the corner of his mouth rose upwards.

It seems that managing the younger brother must be both hard and soft.

Bo Jiu is really soft and not hard, handsome face, doing chores such as chores, like a very cute vampire bat, this flying, that flying.

Finally, I was very happy to bring a big bowl of porridge to the god.

In fact, Bo Jiu also noticed that the great **** did not eat anything at the dinner.

Qin Mo sat on a wooden chair and looked at the bowl of "big Mac" on the table. He remembered the usual amount of teenagers and wanted to laugh.

Bo Jiu is not understanding what the big **** is laughing at?

Is it difficult for her to set the plate too ugly?

But what is the price of a bowl of porridge?

Bo Ji thought so, and looked down at his mobile phone, and planned to wait for the **** to finish the bowl of porridge, she cleaned up and left.

However, I don't know if it is too elegant to eat.

The bowl of porridge showed no signs of diminishing.

It is really slow and slow for the great **** to eat.

In the words of Bo Jiu, you can go directly to the poster.

In fact, Qin Mo was really not very hungry at first, but the smell of this porridge was unexpectedly very good, and he could not eat more.

After a bowl of porridge is finished, it should be able to use a lot of time.

He did not expect that the teenager would give him such a big bowl.

but.

The bigger the bowl, the longer it will take to eat...

However, it is at this time.

There was a sound coming from the doorway.

Qin’s subconscious bow has an eyebrow...