National School Prince Is A Girl

The juvenile lying in bed is very eye-catching, especially his face, which is almost white porcelain-like white enamel, pure silver hair, handsome and beautiful, with a thin lip. In that moment, there is more than one kind of unspeakable taste.

Qin Mo glanced at him, stood up, and raised his right hand. He directly put his face on his face and covered it under the quilt. His eyes were not bothered.

Sure enough, this discipline is disciplined.

"In those places that are not clean in the future, if you just go around, it’s not just that it’s as simple as tying you."

Qin Mo has always known that a young boy is good, but he did not expect that he would have such a side. Lying there is like a porcelain doll.

Qin Mo suddenly remembered that there was a gathering of people in the courtyard. In the private room, there was a boy who was not very old. When he came in, he called them his brother.

I don't know why, once he thinks it's normal, there is always a bit of rejection.

The only certainty is that he does not want him to recognize that this younger brother has become such a presence.

The Qin desert generally does not care who is sexually oriented.

But today, it is different.

How can his younger brother be under someone else?

The Qin desert turned and the back was straight and deserted. Unlike his fiery thoughts, the deep scorpions were cold, and the cold could affect the surrounding temperature.

Fu Jiu’s unbound hand, hanging on the bedside, pulled the quilt out and the big **** in front of the bathroom had entered the bathroom.

It seems that she really can't avoid this time.

However, in terms of the reaction of the great god, it is still a bit disgusting.

What should not happen.

Fu Jiu moved his right hand again, and the black scorpion flashed past.

This knot is not simple.

It looks quite ordinary, but it is actually very professional. The cross is intersecting. Even if there is a blade, it is very difficult to unravel.

The big god, this man, is really bad.

No one in the mainland can study psychological crimes and make such a tying method.

If there is... shouldn’t it be a police person?

Or maybe the great **** can leave and can be freed from the tube bundle...

Fu Jiu thought of this, suddenly closed his eyes, after a few seconds and then opened, the mystery is unclear.

Then she whistled with great interest.

If the **** did not recognize her brother, she would like to compete with the god.

Take a look, it is her powerful or great god.

However, this wish may not be realized.

Speaking of wishes, I knew that she should not brag with the baby.

Now, let's blow myself in...

Fu Jiu turned his head and his fingers continued to play with the black tie. When he saw that he was about to unravel, the **** appeared again.

He was like taking a shower, and the black hair still had a moist mist, but it was essentially different from Fu Jiu.

Even this kind of Qin desert, the sense of existence is very strong.

He didn't take a towel and slowly walked on his long legs. After sweeping her movements, the thin lips bent: "I really can bear my brother."

"No brother is very powerful." Fu Jiu moved his hand: "But I want to pee now, what should I do?"

The Qin Desert is expected to say that the juvenile will say such an excuse, and the brow picks it up. The tone is very light: "Get up, I will accompany you."

"Then I am still forbearing..." Fu Jiu gave up the resistance for the time being, lying back, depressed... Is this going to sleep with her?