National School Prince Is A Girl

Qin Mo suddenly stopped between.

No one can stop.

I ate the string in my hand, and suddenly came over with a white, clean face, and the tiny fluff, thick eyelashes, pale lips, just beside his right face.

At that moment, he felt a little itchy in his heart.

The feeling when I skated was back again, just like the fluffy feathers, a little bit from the right face to his whole body...

Several game men who ate the strings next to them all looked at this side.

I - fuck!

What... What?

Are they drinking too much, and watching the friends in the game is no problem. After how come out, what is the basis for watching a string?

Must be drinking high, first blink!

Fu Jiu took advantage of this empty space, pulled back his body, and sat back in his seat again. He had a piece of meat on his mouth, and his lips were still half-bent. The handsome smile was pleasant: "Sure enough, it tastes good."

Qin Mo first smiled a bit, then leaned over, pinched the juvenile's chin, the abstinence, people watched the heart beat faster: "Don't dare to steal, I promise that I will have many ways to make you regret ,understood?"

"Hey, Mo Ge, this pose is a bit close." Fu Jiuyi smiled with a smile.

Qin Mo snorted, and slowly used his thumb to rub the young boy's chin: "When you just came over, why don't you say close? I almost lived."

Fu Jiuyi listened to the last four words and laughed. Shunkou said: "Is it indifferent to return?"

This is an export.

Fu Jiu felt bad.

God can't do anything.

Why do you continue to provoke this time?

Sure enough, the Great God did not speak any more, just looked at her, deep and very dangerous, people who could not even breathe slowly became slow.

There is still aroma of roasting in the breath.

Even the game men next door didn't move.

She wants to hang.

This is the only feeling of Fu Jiu.

Must escape.

When necessary, Fu Jiu's skill can improve three levels, such as now.

She first turned her head, then sideways, long legs did not forget to touch a wooden bench in the past, blocking the movement of Qin Mo.

However, avoiding the front, but avoiding the back.

The hat on the black jacket was stunned.

Fu Jiu is like a spring, and the whole person has bounced back.

Due to the role of force, Fu Jiu's end is that the back directly hit the arms of Qin Mo.

If it is someone else, it will definitely be locked, but that is Fu Jiu.

The waist was twisted. First, the left hand was taken out of the sleeve, and then a low head flashed, and the face was crossed and the sleeve on the right.

The action was very handsome and even with the wind.

The people next to me really look silly.

This is... from the substrate to the military film?

Mom, give them a little time to accept it? !

However, how did it be done?

This is a good hand, definitely do the rack!

They are all male. When they see such a picture, they feel that they are bloody. They can’t help but want to cheer for the teenager: "Good!"

It’s a pity that the good words of eating melons have just fallen.

Qin Mo took the black jacket and pressed it to the table. The other hand held the wrist that had just left the sleeve on the right side with ease. Then, with a force, he slammed the boy into the table. Before, the fingers pressed on both sides of Fu Jiu, the deep black squats were low, and the danger of being covered was like a demon...