National School Prince Is A Girl

Who knows that Qin Mo was one step ahead, and reached out and held the girl's head back, so he pressed the person into the chest and let her whole face buried in his arms.

Such a hug, with a domineering indifference, a look of the eyes, the eyes are extremely cold: "What? You come here, want to disturb my date?"

How dare you!

Lin Feng can't wait to just stretch his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Captain, you continue, you continue, when we don't exist."

Bo's nose is tightly attached to the man's chest. The windbreaker is half-opened with a pure white cotton shirt. The face is attached to the top and feels the temperature under the shirt. People who thought it was cold, and they were warm. Definitely not so comfortable.

After two passes, Bo Ji did not think so. The moderate body temperature and the kind of tobacco fragrance of the body are very suitable for holding home.

Unconsciously, the corner of the mouth evokes an arc.

She knows that the series of actions of the Great God is helping her.

The head is involuntarily topped forward.

That means nothing more than saying thank you.

The great **** was leaning over her head at this time, and her thin lips were against her ears. The voice was very deep: "I don't want to be seen by people, you will look a little."

It seems that the Great God did not receive her gratitude at all.

However, this time the sacrifice of the great **** is big enough. Just the kiss just now, if it wasn’t for him to say "playing" in advance, Bo Jiu really wants to break free, the uncontrollable feeling of numbness is not only easy. Influencing thoughts, even her strength is like being taken out.

After all, why do you want to kiss, hug it?

If it is not the back of the thing, maybe she can't stand even before, even now, the heart's beating has not returned to normal.

Also, what does Lin Feng say?

Continue to watch her and the gods?

Can she always be in such a pose and hold her?

Reaching out the sleeves of the Qin desert, the voice is low: "Meng Ge, let them go."

Qin Mo follows the back of Bo Jiu's head, and the corner of his mouth is a black tone that only two people can hear: "Look at your performance."

What is it to see her performance?

Is it true that you have to be surrounded for a night?

Bo Jiu is slightly depressed.

When is this going to be?

She is too aware of the group of the Confederate team.

I like gossip, especially the members of the gossip.

Who has a girlfriend, can't wait for the entire company to know.

After all, it is a monk team.

Can understand.

But if she is the "girlfriend"...

Bo Ji’s look was a sigh, and he licked the sleeves of the Great God.

Qin Mo is not in a hurry.

He really does not worry, throwing away all the questions that need to be asked, he feels that this posture is very good.

"I never knew that the captain would show love in this way." Lin Feng turned his head and went to the cloud tiger to bite his ear.

Yunhu does not comment, only feels that the whole thing is a bit strange.

Standing on the side of the sorcerer, the fingers are getting tighter and tighter. After a certain degree, it is the bite of the bite: "Mr. Big Brother, Secretary Huang is still waiting for your news inside."

The Qin desert heard the words, and the mood was very weak: "The regulations are good, I will help."

What regulations?

The sorcerer didn’t know anything at all, and she didn’t know it.

There is only one person in front of her eyes.

why.

Why it came out like this.

She has been with him for so many years.

Clearly there is hope.

Where did this woman come from?

The witch's fingers fell into the palm of his hand and printed a string of crescents.

"Ah, I remembered it!"

Lin Feng suddenly shot his own head!