National School Prince Is A Girl

If you let the secretary Liang know the current thinking of Qin Mo, he will be glad that their president is finally aware that he and others are not relatives!

However, now such a consciousness... but more inclined to control the younger brother...

Qin Mo himself does not think that his thoughts are more toward the young, and the deep shackles only look at Bo nine eyes, the voice is very light: "There is really no masculine taste, and will come out and run a few more laps."

As he said, he carried his body back, his long fingers arbitrarily fiddled with black wristbands, and his handsome face was as cold as usual: "Change it, I don't see it."

Bo Jiu:......

Great God, can't you go out and wait?

Forget it, the **** is still better in front of her eyes.

The mind is too meticulous, the person is too dark, the routine is too familiar, and if you are not careful, it will make people look.

When Bo Ji was a hacker, he had never encountered such a difficult person. If the police are like the gods,

She really thinks about it when she starts doing things.

However, the great **** seems to eat soft and not eat hard... As long as she is a little bit stunned, it seems that the great **** will really take the painful brother to frame her pain... Boji looks at the man’s straight back, slowly hooking the lower lip, changing After the good clothes, there was no scruples. Anyway, she had a bandage on her chest and a jacket. She didn’t have to care about anything. She put her hand on the shoulders of Qin Mo directly from behind, and the good looks of a good younger brother. : "Meng Ge, I will let me point, I will not control the ball."

Qin desert for a long time did not take the juvenile claws down!

The Great God told himself very coldly that the boy is now in a period of youth rebellion, and any act of resisting him may cause some harm to his mind.

It’s just that the boy is too close, and when he is familiar with the clean sweet smell, he always wants to open the mouth of the teenager to see how much sugar he has eaten...

At this time, Xue Yaoyao had already sat on the edge of the court waiting, and there was still a good cup of tea on hand. In the middle of the coffee table was a very beautiful big fruit plate. It was better to say that it was to enjoy tennis.

In addition to the outdoor green grass, the indoor temperature is regulated, the brown sofa is particularly comfortable, and there is a touch of cologne in the nose.

Xue Yaoyao is still cautious, her legs are too thick, and she always wants to hide.

But when she looked up and saw the intimate postures of the two people, she even forgot to be cautious... She only looked at the teenager and smiled at her, then turned her head and Qin Shen to bite her ear.

The most surprising thing is that Qin Shen actually hooked his lower lip. Then, he reached out and squeezed the boy's back neck: "Don't bargain with me, a 30-minute, less than a second."

Bo Jiujun’s face is a little bit depressed. “I’m not handsome enough?” Say good brother control.

"The body doesn't even look at each other, but also said that he is handsome?" Qin Mo handed the receptionist to him and took it. He pressed into the boy's arms and said carelessly: "Play well, don't want to be lazy."

The receptionist didn’t expect Qin Shaohui to give his racket to others, and looked at Bo’s side with a strange look.

Bo Jiu is also smart. When he looks at the receptionist's gaze, he knows that this racket is not provided by the tennis hall, but is a private object of the god.

I went to the side of the racket to see it, and sure enough... I used a silver stream to lithography a Qin character on a pure black target.