National School Prince Is A Girl

Thin nine: ... She should have talked about a fake love, otherwise why black history will be turned out.

"Isn't these two books?" Qin Mosi slowly continued: "That is the ancient crossing, occupying the prince of the prince?"

Really, it is too damaging to the atmosphere.

Thin Nine simply went up and kissed gently on his lips, um, very soft.

Qin Mo was lying there, I couldn't help it, and my mouth was hooked up. I wanted to press it down. I couldn't hide my smile at the bottom of my eyes. After all, I was kissed.

Thin nine also laughed.

Inexplicable.

This is probably the way you don't become like yourself after falling in love.

The left hand was pulled over, the fingers were interlocked, and then the posture was changed.

Probably thinking that she was so tired, after lying down, his arm came around from behind, and the voice brought out the meaning of dryness: "Sleep."

Bo Ji feels that his specialty has not yet begun to play: "Meng Ge, I am also very good at telling stories."

"Thin Xiaojiu." Qin Mo opened his eyes. When he spoke, his voice was slow and slow: "You can choose to tell your story. The consequence is that I will not be able to get to bed."

After a thin meal, he laughed: "It turned out to be so hard."

"Is it owed?" Qin Mo placed his chin on the top of the boy's head and closed his eyes again. The long eyelashes looked like a silhouette.

Thin nine can't see the face of Qin Mo, only to detect the person's breathing and heartbeat, not very stable, but under control.

Even in such a sleeping position, his hand still glared at her hand, but the strength was not as big as it was just now, so she naturally surrounded her.

It seems like this.

When this man is gentle.

Will let you see the entire Galaxy.

After the end of the task of thin nine thought stories, it can be used to propose marriage.

Although the electronic car is gone, some are a pity, but...

Originally, Boji was still thinking like this. As a result, he realized that his trouser pocket was like something in the awning. The light was very weak. It should have been in the trouser pocket before, so I could not see it. It slipped out now.

Thin nine one eyes recognized that it is her electronic car accessories Xiaotao, which wrote four very small words: "Marry me."

"Meng Ge." Thin nine wants to say something. He turned his head and found that he really fell asleep.

Probably because it is too tired, I will sleep in such a short period of time.

This face always gives a feeling, closing your eyes like a fairy, blinking like a devil.

Very quiet to the ultimate god, rare.

Thin nine reached out and touched his cheek.

It was as if someone was touching him, but the touch was familiar to him. Qin Mo did not wake up, but instead she relied closer.

Thin nine smiled and lowered his voice: "Little Princess."

Even the little princess is her.

Is it true that all people who fall in love are the same.

Sometimes you know that it is not suitable for publicity, and it is not suitable for intimate actions.

But people who want to show off to the world know it.

This person is her.

But as for the name of the little princess...

After waking up the next day, the day outside was not completely bright.

Thin nine open the eyes, look at the face of the Great God, and his half-picked brow: "Last night, what did I say in my ear?"

"What did you say?" Thin nine is still not sober, stretched out, and the young boy who is alive and kicking: "Call your little princess."