National School Prince Is A Girl

The dawn of the Qin desert is still dark, somewhat scattered, as if it is not completely awake.

Fu Jiu knows that there is a kind of person like this, his eyes are open, but his mind has not returned.

Such people are usually not only very smart, but also very alert.

Fu Jiu’s first reaction is that the identity of his own girl must not be exposed!

I didn't think about it, I bowed my knees and blocked the two people's closeness.

She is very glad that she had put a bunch of paper in her crotch before, just to look like a drum, but there is still a difference between the paper and the man, that is, I don’t know that Qin Mo has recovered a bit of consciousness.

Fu Jiu’s action made Qing’s eyes clear and clear.

With the cold light, his lower body is also more awake, and it is quite straight against Fu Jiu's knee. It is very obvious.

I noticed my own change. The back of the Qin desert was paused. The brows suddenly wrinkled, and the big hands moved. The quilts were opened and they sat up directly from the bed.

In order to create chaos, Fu Jiu smiled and sat down with it. The face of the white scorpion was very close, the silver hair was half-turned, and even the breath of speech was hit in the ear of Qin Mo, the thin lip hook Evil: "Meng Ge, this is nothing, men, it will be more spiritual in the morning, it does not matter who is lying around."

The Qin desert was cold and forbidden with a handsome face, slightly squatting toward the side of the bed. The magnetic voice was like a scorpion. It was low and dull and cold, so that when the woman heard it, it was the gods. Crisp: "It seems that I will tie you later, and I will tie my hands."

Fu Jiu:......

Wait, the person who is now responding is not her.

Why is she tied her hands?

Helpless God has pushed her away, stood up, cold and very cold, took a towel and walked into the bathroom.

In other words, she has no chance to rebut.

This is really good.

However, the attention of the Great God should not be placed on her again this time.

Fu Jiu lowered his knees and looked at the slightly bulging corps in his belt.

The judgment of a man in a half-sleep and a half-awake will not be so precise, which is why Fu Jiuyong and the great **** share the same bed.

Coupled with the reaction of the great god, the current thoughts should only focus on his lower body.

Amitabha, the man's purest physiological response saved her.

Sleeping this kind of thing will only be the first time, definitely not the second time!

Fu Jiu told himself, but since ancient times, imagination and reality have a decisive gap...

The shower in the bathroom was flowing, and there was no fog.

The cold water droplets drip on the man's honey-colored chest. Every inch of the abdominal muscles is sexy, and the hardness is just like the love that he has in his arms!

The Qin desert was biased and thinned to just the right black hair, covering his eyes slightly, and the reaction of the lower body was still there.

It may be that in this case, the indifferent person is only the great god.

Probably related to his origins, while Qin Mo's body has the ultimate temptation, and there is an unspeakable peace, as if all the cockroaches can stop in front of him.

It’s just that Qin Mo himself couldn’t figure out why he would react at that time.

He is pretty sure that he is not bent.

Is it because the fire is too big recently?

Qin Mo looked at his porcelain white fingers, and the deep scorpion sank...