National School Prince Is A Girl

At this moment, the Qin desert seems to be more dangerous than usual. On weekdays, he will use elegance to cover up. Now, he looks at the bedside and brings a lot of slogans.

In fact, when I saw Bo Ji’s drunken Feng Shang upstairs, the dawn of Qin Mo could not be warmed up.

Whatever the reason, when he waited for the boy, the teenager was still spending the day outside, this is the truth...

Thinking of this, Qin Mo’s pair of scorpions were cold again.

He walked over to the bed, his eyes crossed over and finally locked in the drawer below.

Such meticulous reasoning, where is read-only psychology, is like what evidence the forensic is looking for.

Bo nine eyes looked at his slender fingers "唰" and opened the drawer!

A few pieces of girls' supplies, especially those worn inside, the style is very tidal... The yarn weaving lace is slightly more, and all the brains are popping out with this action.

At that moment, Bo Jiu had only one thought in his heart.

That is... she is going to die!

Even if Qin Mo was indifferent, when he saw this scene, he also paused with an accident.

Then, he picked up one of the black ones with the carbon pen on his hand, so he looked at Boji in a cold eyes, and he was the third generation of the army: "I didn't expect your fun to be so extensive, are you supposed to be Explain to my brother, why do you have this kind of thing in your room?"

Bo Jiu doubles a glimpse, the light flashes, followed by the past, the corner of the mouth is still laughing, looks very suffocating: "Meng Ge, you are a man should understand, men, there will always be one or two soulmate."

"The confidante?" The smile between the lips of the Qin desert is even colder. Throwing the thing, even with the eyebrows, seems to be abandoning: "You are not afraid of getting sick?"

Bo Jiu said that there is something wrong, just like it is true: "Meng Ge, we can do nothing, the woman is just sleeping in my room for two days, leaving something, saying that it will come again next time. When it's convenient, ""

The face of Zhang Junmei’s abstinence in Qin Mo’s face did not look so good because of this explanation. Instead, he scorned the mans that looked like black fog.

He looked at the teenager, his fingers pinched the chin of Bo Jiu, and used his strength. The fingers with black gloves were across the skin of Bo Jiu, bringing out a string of pain.

"I really looked down on your ability to smother the flowers." The deeper the smile of Qin Mo, the colder the air around him: "There are also men, and women."

Bo Jiu escaped his movement and smiled: "I am friends who are playing together, and I will pay attention next time."

"Do you still want to have the next time?" Qin Mo swept the young man, clearly long, why it would be irritating.

Bo Jiu blinks, or how should she answer?

However, fortunately, her usual style is like that, in order to make a move, come up with such a good speech.

No one knows how complicated her mood is when she sees those things coming out.

If the **** found out that she was a woman... the great **** would definitely sneer at her.

"From today, I will let Lao Wang go to school to pick you up." Qin Mo is really cold, different from the previous warnings, but sinks the tone: "If you see Yan Yanyan around you, You don't have to think about the physics exam, because I interrupted your paws by hand, now, replace the sheets."