National School Prince Is A Girl

The name of the beautiful woman is called pure child. I often come to this hotel to play. It is a VIP customer. I have met many people here.

Losing her face, she can't bear it.

When she heard the two people talking alone, they used Huaxia.

It seems that the other party is not the person they are here. Although the Tokyo dialect is very authentic, it does not cover the fact that they are themselves.

Since it is a Chinese, it is a ruin.

Anyway, they can't say anything.

The pure child stepped into the darkness, and the beauty behind her was still persuading her: "Forget it, forget it, let's go find someone else to play, don't be angry, and they just didn't spend your money. Nothing is lost."

"Who said no loss, it affected the mood of Miss."

Some people are like this, and they feel that they are justified when they do something wrong.

Her friend was helpless, and she couldn't keep up with her for a long time. She simply took the bag and went to find other people to play.

It was originally a pleasure to come here, she couldn't manage the pure son, but it was a pity that the two handsome faces.

The purer means she knows best. The mix here is very familiar with the pure son. It is not a problem for two Chinese people.

Oh, what a pity...

The arguments in the card package did not stop.

Especially after learning that Fu Jiu and Qin Mo are a pair.

A few women over there are even more excited.

"It turned out to be like this. I said, how can such a handsome man be with the pure son."

"Probably she took the ride, but the two people looked too good, especially the small one on the small shoulders, so handsome! People want to overwhelm!"

Fu Jiu:......

the second time!

This is the second time she has been said today.

It is obvious that her actions have been attacked.

Hello, beauty, look at her movements.

She is such a man, where is it?

Having said that, Fu Jiu sometimes wonders why the girls are so excited.

In fact, men and women are in love with men and women.

The circles are really chaotic, there will be many problems, not as beautiful as they think.

And the carriers of Aid are indeed the majority.

Fu Jiu lives on Fifth Avenue and is very clear about this, but she personally respects each person's sexual orientation, especially every year on the fifth road.

She often mixes in there and speaks for love democracy.

However, the **** should not thank her.

After all, she forced the people who were entangled with the great **** to retreat.

Thinking this way, Fu Jiu turned around and prepared to ask for a reward.

Who knows, the great **** raised his hand and took her to the past.

The breath just hit her face, like a laughing and laughing man: "Since it was wrapped up by our nine masters, of course, to give Jiuye a little welfare, Jiuye, you think that as a packaged, I should first kiss Where are you? Um?"

Fu Jiu frowns.

The plot should not be developed like this.

The great **** is really abnormal.

"It's here." Qin Mo extended his finger, and the cool fingertips were on Fu Jiu's forehead. With his blinking movement, the eyelashes swept a shallow shadow on the eyelids: "Here. ,still is……"

"Here."

At the end of the day, Qin Mo’s fingers were so smashed on Fu Jiu’s lips.

The man's unique mint sandalwood diffused from the lips to her whole body. Fu Jiu couldn't tell what it felt like, but it was rarely stunned...