National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo put pressure on some of his thoughts and waited until only the rest of the temperature was left before he broke into his arms.

The thin nine-toned, the whole body is the atmosphere of the big god, even with the contact is a tobacco scent and a little bit of alcohol, not heavy and some grass and wood scent mixed together, can not tell the good news, It's easy to make people less prepared.

It’s just that the big detective came in and let the thin nine back waist, intentionally dodging.

The person was held down, and the sound quality was very low: "Don't want to wear clothes?"

Coming in from the Great God, Bo Jiu has noticed the things in his hands and reached for it.

The Qin desert moved away, and the dawn was deep: "Stay."

What does it mean to stay alone?

Thin nine just raised an eyebrow.

I saw a white strip on the slender white finger.

That is!

The thin nine-pointed ear is red, and I know what God is going to do. First, she tears open her coat and then bypasses it from behind. The voice is next to her: "Do you know that this thing will make you grow up?"

"What is long..." Thin nine hides from the coolness that makes people feel sullen, only feels tight on the chest, and closes the sound, then the fingertips slide from the side.

Whoever is being manipulated like this will want to fight back.

Qin Mo is slow and gentle, holding the wrist raised by thin nine: "Without reminding you, you sleep with me, but it is to help you wear a dress, how? Unwilling? I want Zhang Wei to personally bring the clothes in, see Are you naked in my bed? Um?"

Thin nine picked his brow and didn't speak.

I took the man up and put it on my lap.

It was really helping her to wear clothes, but when the fingertips crossed some places, the face of Thin Nine was almost red enough to bleed, not to mention how flustered the rhythm of the heartbeat.

The big idol likes to look at her like this, and the corner of her mouth is bent.

She bit her lip, and the glimmer of her eyes looked at the handsome face of the man.

The Great God seems to always be like this. No matter what time, it will not damage his appearance. Even his body shape is a calm and elegant, even if he is doing this kind of thing...

Simple T-shirts and suit trousers, worn by the Great God, are only about ten minutes to wear.

At the end of the day, thin nine can only be cheeky.

I can't really let Zhang Hao come in.

In fact, thin nine does not have to think about it, and it is only her who can let the young Qin family do so personally.

It is a lie to the cat, the princess is holding a big pie face, deeply feel that it has lost the owner's love for it.

"What do you want to do with the sheets?" Qin Mo asked the person on his leg. The chill of the eyes was much less. Unexpectedly, it felt good to wear clothes for someone. You can try it once a day.

Of course, the premise is that this person is enough.

Thinking of this, the Qin Mo's shackles followed.

"Wash it." At this time, the thin nine felt that with the clothes, it was like having armor. Finally, it was possible to pick up the sleeves and the gods to do it, reminding the gods that she was the first time.

It is shameless to be shameless here.

At this time, I stood up and looked at her. The voice was faint: "Zhang Wei did the ribs you like to eat. You should go down to eat first, and the sheets will be washed."

The **** said, he has rolled up the cuffs of the shirt twice, revealing the white-looking wrists, just like walking the model hangers, picking up the sheets, and stepping into the bathroom.

Thin nine hesitated a moment, keep up, stood at the door of the bathroom, watching the next move of the Great God, there is nothing to say.

Since childhood, Bo Jiu admire this kind of person who can do good housework.

Not to mention the long and handsome like the Great God, the temperament is good, and it will work.

Qin Mo probably saw someone, and the good-looking brow picked and picked.

In fact, it is difficult to think about it, the face is blessed with a unique face, and the sense of existence is too strong.

Even if the color of the hair has changed, it is a lot of cleverness.

But some people, arrogant gas field, how can not change.

It is not quite like a girl.

I don't blame him for not recognizing it.

Of course, in addition to this.

Another point, this guy is very good at camouflage.

And Z is also...

"Not hungry?" Qin Mo's hands were dyed with white foam, black pants were straight, and the head was holding the sink. It was another handsome.

The thin nine poses lazily leaning on it, very handsome smile: "When the indifferent brother washes together."

"Come here." Qin Mo commanded people.

Thin nine raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"Help me to smoke, the lighter is in my pocket." Qin Mo used his chin to order his own trousers.

Thin nine does not dare to go to the roots.

I took a pass.

The man did not pick up, but directly whispered, using his lips.

Even if it is not thin, it does not recognize it. Some of the great gods now can't move away from the dawn, especially when he presses the lighter she lifts with one hand, the eyelashes fall, and the smog is abstinence.

Thin nine feels that such a great **** is very rare and special life.

There was a cigarette between the thin lips, and the long, good-looking hands were all foamy. The white trousers stood there, and they stood tall and stood like a man.

Who can imagine, the young master of Qin will wash the sheets like this.

The thin nine fingers were tightened, and they suppressed the urge to get together.

I was blushing for a long time, turning around and turning to the second lap.

The Qin desert lifted up the cockroaches. It should be that the sheets were washed and the fingertips dripped.

At this time, Boji knew that a man like Da Shen had not only got out of bed but also had a kidnapping value.

She has to be appropriate.

The province's accidentally exposed her ambitions.

What is the ambition of thin nine, everyone knows, **** the Qin desert.

This ambition is estimated that only the great **** himself does not know.

"You just circled me twice, what are you thinking?"

The sudden voice made Wu Ji inexplicably guilty, avoiding the deep shackles that can see through everything, and the corner of his mouth showed two tiger teeth: "I always feel that the action of washing the sheets is not very suitable for the people of Mo Ge."

"Growing up from a small army, the sheets are washed by themselves." Qin Mo's tone is very dull, as if to describe one of the most common things.

Thin Nine feels that the family education of the Great God is really good, probably because of such a pure red background, it will develop the appearance of the Great God.

In the past, she had contacted many high-powered descendants, and there were few such as the Great God.

The most people who did not touch Yang Chunshui did a good job.

But... grew up from a small army?

The Great God really did forget all the things in his childhood, and there was no memory at all.

What happened at that time will make the **** become what it is now.

Selective amnesia, if it is not a major psychological trauma, it will not be so...