National School Prince Is A Girl

Wen Yan, Qin Mo’s voice is slow: “How about letting you tie?”

Thin nine, the god, this is what I know, deliberately testing her?

She hasn't acted yet, and the great **** guessed the purpose of going to the country.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "How? Even when I dreamed, I didn't forget to tie me. Don't talk now?"

"When I was dreaming, I said that I want to tie you?"

Qin Mo reached out and gently patted her face, and the corner of his mouth was still like a smile: "More than once, when I was holding you last night, you said it three times. I didn't expect you to have this. Kind of good."

It turned out that when I was sleeping, I accidentally said that I had missed my mouth.

It seems that the plan has not been exposed.

The situation is far better than she thought.

After I didn’t meet An Ying yesterday, everything was a big **** in the routine, so she didn’t have to think about how to explain it.

However, Zhang Wei is still listening to the side, can you give her some face.

When Boji thought of this, he turned his head and looked at the direction of Zhangye Station.

It was discovered that there was no one next to it. After the photo was taken, Zhang Wei saw that the two men had something to talk about, and with the evidence of the filming, the face was excited and left, and did not want to disturb the young master here.

In other words, there are only two people in the room, Qin Mo and Bo Ji.

Since only they are two.

She also cares about what.

Anyway, now the Great God has asked her to tie him, she just tried before going.

After the thin nine thought of it, the real hooligan came out: "Is it really willing to let me tie?"

Qin Mo looked at the people in front of him, the look of enthusiasm, how to see how unfair: "You can give it a try."

Smart as thin as nine quickly realized that this is an opportunity.

A neat turn, holding the right shoulder of Qin Mo with one hand, directly pushing the person to the bed, the wig with the wig is not picked, like a long silky hair, with the action of the thin nine hanging down, sweeping The face of Qin Mo.

The Qin desert eyes were slightly lifted, and the bandaged hand fell to the bedside, watching the man follow his own look, his eyes slowly descending.

Today, the thin nine is wearing a gauze black dress. When doing this kind of movement, not only the porcelain white clavicle will be exposed, but even her undulating curve and long white legs can be seen.

Especially when the long legs are half-bent, people can't help but want to hold them in their hands.

Qin Mo took back his sight, and the light was deeper than an inch. What seemed to have reached a critical point.

At this time, the thin nine is still quiet in how to tie the big **** to this matter.

When the reaction came over, the hand that had been hanging on the side of the bed had already caught her waist, her fingers moved up slowly, to the back and back neck, and finally the fingertips penetrated into her enthusiasm. in.

The action of thin nine came to an abrupt end.

At that time, she clearly felt the change in his breathing.

Then the person who was supposed to be tied to her bed, holding her waist, turned a sideways, changed her and his position, and put her whole person into the pure white quilt. The light around it was like darkening. The space was very small. When the two whispered, the heat hit her ear. The voice was low, and there was a rustling rustle. It was all hot: "I Have you said that you should not wear women's clothes in front of me, you are igniting yourself..."